Romans & histoires Tanjiro Demon

"Human... how are you..." Lucien Desrosiers, the Demon King of the dark court, took one stunned step back. The noise behind him died at once. The hall was packed with elders, guards, and newly chosen sacrificial consorts, yet everyone seemed to forget how to breathe. Someone whispered, "She is not afraid of him? The Demon King's whole body carries the lust-curse. Any woman who gets too close starts collapsing within three seconds. Why is she fine?"

Today, Edzar, the 34-year-old man stopped his step by seeing an eerie figure standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed, and it looked out at the giant window in front of him. My God! Thought the guy was about to hop. It's been three days since they met after the meeting at the restaurant, and today he saw that woman is so haunted. Edzar was hesitant to approach, but he had to go that way to his corner office. Finally not knowing what to do, Edzar turned around and decided to have breakfast while the office was packed. On the way back, he saw Dean, his co-worker, the operational manager at the west end of the Tarso Property, exiting his office at the other end of the hall and w

“Shadowland has creatures in it. Both human like and black, gooey zombies.” Rain, my Knight and a powerful demon in her own right, gave me an unimpressed look as she adjusted a pin in my hair. She was a bit of a perfectionist and couldn’t stand when things were out of place. If she were human, I’d say she had severe OCD. I guess I could still say it even though she was a demon.

He added in another finger and started to move aggressively as his mind showed him being bent over with his ass in the air and General Fan’s body over him plastered against his back, him fucking him wildly. At that image Jin Huan came biting his other arm to stifle the noise. Ropes of come squirted out against his chest and some on his chin. It took a while for him to stop coming. Even when he did stop his body was shuddering for few more minutes as he lay in the tub exhausted. “Shit, I hope no one heard me or saw me for that matter!” he thought as he panted feeling exhausted but refreshed. Then the embarrassment settled in.

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.

"You really are a demon! Lightning fist," BOOOOOMMMMM...

He wouldn’t have made it if he wasn’t bonded to Zoe. She takes a breath. JoJo’s also in really bad shape. WHAT?! we all yell through the mindlink. Naomi continues. Tomas figured out that the demons were emerging from the shadows. So they lit the entire perimeter—banishing shadows and killing anything that came through them. JoJo ran to ignite a tapestry. She was cornered by Deimos and Phobos. Shit. Before we can ask— She killed them. Well damn. Our oracle can throw down.

(Tier 6 Demon) One of the Tier 6 Demons arrived behind Eric, the arrival was so majestic, upon it’s landing the entire roof caved in and cracked underneath it’s large hoof, the demons were akin to a Minotaur, bull headed with human hand and torso and a calf lower body covered with fur, staring menacingly at me. “They will all come here to avenged their contractor.. though I died…you yourselves wont leave my side…I would bring you along with me, King of Aeternum!!..HAHAHA…”. (Eric)

His purple eyes and silver haired seemed to have made him appear more like a demon than Balbazor upon the question that the demon asked. “It’s not any normal oil indeed, it’s a special fluid made up from dead demons that I have experimented. You know how a demon’s blood can burn human when they curse them to death. I heard they can also burn demons for eternity. The more anger and hatred brew in the demon’s heart before they died, their blood would burn the ones near them even stronger. So I collected all those blood from all your fellow kinds, torture them until they curse me to die, and have you feel for yourself the pain of being roasted by your own kind’s fluid.” “You did what—” Balbazor