Stone Breath Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

Its eyes; dozens of them,blinked across its chest, arms, and neck. Its voice crawled into their minds, low and coiling. “Who dares disturb my slumber?” Selene gasped, retreating behind Ryker, who instinctively stepped in front of her. Nyra stood tall. “I am Nyra Duskbane. I offer blood, soul, and flesh in exchange for your strength.” The demon's lipless mouth curled into something like amusement. “Ah… the last heir of the Broken Throne. Your heart drips vengeance. I like that.”

he panic breaked through the fight. “Don’t stop!” Scott yelled back. “Just—drive steady!” The creature tried to throw itself off the edge and take him with it. “Smiter, you will die now.” Scott let his boots lift, body hanging off the hilt for a heartbeat, using his body weight, he then hauled himself onto its back, slicing around the neck of the scorcher demon, as it ran along on the fibreglass roof and jumped off the moving coach. Demonslayer sliced through its neck, and black blood sprayed everywhere as Scott tried to stab the demon in the head as it dove to the road.

Kylee explained to me as I looked down at the item, wondering if this was too good to be true to have an item that could stop the Dark Goddess in our hands. Kylee stepped back from the table giving me room. I slowly began to unwrap the old cloth, exposing its contents. Silver shimmered in the dim lighting, as I exposed the dagger that laid within it, but what caught my eye was the three stones that were placed in a circle of the handle of the knife. The first of the three was a moonstone, the stone of my people. The second was a rose quartz, which I knew was the stone of the witches. The third though, was jet black and I wasn’t familiar with it, and I ran my fingertip over it feeling the smo

The Demonstone erupted with a sinister black light, engulfing Chase. The sound of explosions reverberated from within Chase's body, like thunder roaring through the heavens. Cain let out a guttural scream as his body convulsed in agony. His face twisted with pain as blood streamed from his seven orifices. "What kind of power is this?!" Cain's eyes widened with horror. The violet energy emitted by the Demonstone had not physically harmed him but was instead draining his true energy at an alarming rate. Unable to sustain the flow, Cain's energy was eventually exhausted, forcing the power to dissipate.

James and Yermolai were on even ground. However, James was unwilling to lose. He still had a few more trump cards. While the two were in a struggle over the upper hand, James unleashed the Infinity Steles. The 108 Infinity Steles revolved around him. He commanded them to fuse and form the Boundless Stele. The Boundless Stele came crashing down with terrifying strength. Yermolai flickered and dodged the attack. James launched another attack at Yermolai. He appeared before Yermolai with a flash and thrust the Demon-Slayer Sword forward. At the same time, a black Sword Energy materialized.

BLAM! The silver laboratory door burst open. Alaric Stoneclaw stood in the doorway, his gaze instantly locking onto us. I froze, clutching my shirt to my chest. Alaric’s eyes widened for a split second, then his pupils narrowed into slits filled with pure fury. His gaze dropped to Dorian’s hands, then to my bare chest, then back to Dorian’s hands again. “You touched her…” Alaric growled. That voice wasn’t human; it was a demon’s roar.

He looked at me in shock and I could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at my arm. "Demon." I heard him say before running away from my room. I just asked why he seems to be scared. Who is the demon? Me? What is a demon by the way? Then when I got dressed I went out of the room and went to the kitchen, I saw a knife fall to the floor so I took it but I immediately let it go and closed my eyes because I saw something in my mind again. I saw the face of my mom and the girl with the horns again, mom was holding a knife and stabbed that girl with the horns, the girl did not know because she was sleeping.

I scream, but no sound comes out. Suddenly, the wraiths descend upon me, their hooked talons digging into my shoulders, pinning me down. One, their leader, looms over me, its jaw unhinging to reveal rows of needle-sharp teeth. I make another desperate, stupid attempt to scream. Suddenly, bright golden light engulfs me. A silhouette leaps from the void, wielding a sword, and goes after the demons. He moves with a lethal, fluid grace I’ve never seen. With a single, sweeping motion of his hand, a wave of light blasts the wraiths backward, turning them into ash.

he says, voice rough. “You are Ashborn,” Seren answers. A crooked smile. “Then I’ll burn with you.” From the far edge of the dais, a figure steps forward, tall, ancient, wrapped in robes older than most languages. A vampire priestess of the Bloodstone Court, long thought withdrawn from the world. She speaks. “I’ve lived long enough to know a lie,” she says. “And this…” She lifts her sword. “…is not one.” She offers it.

Aric’s words echoed in his mind: “This artifact sealed away a part of demons’ natural abilities—specifically, some of our power. In simple terms, it prevents us from directly affecting the spirits. It also stops demons from directly resisting them.” Leon’s hand hovered above the stone, hesitating for a brief moment before his fingertips brushed its cold surface. The instant he touched it— Boom! A blinding light exploded from the Black Stone, swallowing the entire forbidden land in an instant. One of the beams shot straight at Leon’s forehead with terrifying speed. He had no time to react—his vision went black as an indescribable force surged violently into his body, flooding his senses like