Tamayo Demon Slayer Fanart Novels & Stories

“Miss, we seem to have met somewhere before. May I have the honor of buying you a meal?” “No, thank you.” Rowena rejected him. Anyone could see what Tamayo was thinking. A wide grin was still plastered on his face. “Miss, my brother’s the vice-captain of Admiralporium, and I’m an inner energy fighter. Why don’t you say yes?” Yuri was angry. “Tamayo Stone, are you f*cking blind? Can’t you see she’s with my bro?” Tamayo glanced at Kayson threateningly. “Are you going to scram or not?”

“Miss, we seem to have met somewhere before. May I have the honor of buying you a meal?” “No, thank you.” Rowena rejected him. Anyone could see what Tamayo was thinking. A wide grin was still plastered on his face. “Miss, my brother’s the vice-captain of Admiralporium, and I’m an inner energy fighter. Why don’t you say yes?” Yuri was angry. “Tamayo Stone, are you f*cking blind? Can’t you see she’s with my bro?” Tamayo glanced at Kayson threateningly. “Are you going to scram or not?”

“Demon flame art: Purga!” All of the demons in the cube erupted in the same green flame. They withered away, but more too their place. “Fine then.”, she said, as a dagger appeared in her hand. She raised it up and mad e a single stroke down. “Antaroq Eznon Dymor!”

Damian's face flashed before my eyes, his eyes gleaming with a sadistic pleasure as he committed the heinous act. I shuddered as I recalled the onslaught my pack members received at the hands of Damian and his vampire minions. The images of their battered and broken bodies, the sounds of their screams and pleas for help, it all came flooding back, and I felt myself shaking uncontrollably in the bathtub.

Rayline. "Because..." Jesse started but cut himself off as his eyes locked with Taylor's. He shook his head with a sly smirk. "Taylor recently found himself getting involved in... steamy activities in the demon world." Cole lifted his brows. "Is that safe?" A hint of concern filled my tone. "Taylor can move into the shadows and get past any man that would be guarding, is that right, Ty?" Jesse pointed out. Taylor nodded in agreement. "They are all low-class demons, their minds should be easy to persuade."

The fear on their faces couldn't be mistaken. "You know how long it took us to get these goods from the Chinese, you know me and you choose to dare me" The evil aura is sensed in the room. Everyone shook with fear because they know that one way or the other, they will be affected. One way or the other, Leslie is going to die. "I'm sorry boss. They overpowered us." "Who hijacked it" "Samantos" The sparkle in his eyes was replaced with fire. His gray eyes changed to black. His smile no longer reaches his eyes. Evil smile.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

That night, Henry finally let go of all restraint. The room lay in shadow, and he pressed me against the floor-to-ceiling window, the lights of Riverton flickering like stars beyond the glass. “Claire…” “Yes?” “I want to get another tattoo.” “Where?” He gripped my hand and pressed it to his lower back, mirroring the spot that corresponded to mine. There, with each of his breaths, a faint outline of a feral totem emerged. “I want to tattoo your image. I want to carve you into my bones forever.”

I tried to breathe but the bastard had its entire weight on my body, crushing my ribs and digging its claws into my arm. Snarling, I placed the palm of my hand on the ground. The runes on my arm burned red as the earth began to rumble. I turned to the demon and smiled as chains erupted from the ground. They shot through the monster's flesh, severing through its body fat and slicing off one of its breasts. I closed my eyes as a rain of flesh and vile blood rained down on me. I was going to need another fucking bath. I rolled onto my feet, my breath ragged as I scanned for the last monster. “Thrakos," I called as more chains curled out of my runes. "What the fuck are these–"