Teruko Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

A brilliant sparkle was restored to his eyes. “Blade!” Spartacus let out a low roar. The rumbling blade that had been hanging on the wall of his courtyard suddenly burst forth with a brilliant light. Then it shot straight into Spartacus’ hands on the Red Tower. “That old Japanese mutt is shameless!” Spartacus said, gripping his blade with an endless domineering aura visible between his brows. “Does he seriously think that there aren’t any Demigods left in the Celestial Empire?” *** At the same time, Tyr was surrounded by a large number of Kamikakushi members on the peak of the Sacred Mountain.

They saw the jumps, the skill, the split second decisions, how far they would go to protect their demons. The sound of crunching glass made me look at Dagon again. And then she was gone. This woman was so quick, the quickest I had ever seen someone move. It was unnatural, even for the demon realm. She was on Megera's back within a split second. She put her finger under his nose and pulled back. The sickening crunch of his nose breaking into his skull was loud. Blood splurged out onto Acteus who was coughing up his own blood on the ground. Megera roared and exploded with anger. Instead of fighting Dagon off, he just let himself fall backwards. Dagon almost jumped off but even she couldn't avo

The demon platoon finally arrived to finish their war against The Demon Corps without knowing their leader was dead. "I want to test out my strength... it's felt like ages since I contained my full power." Terrance's aura began to glow orange. "Allow me to annihilate their platoon."

For ten years, I was Vincent's blood bag and his sharpest blade. I offered my rare blood to sustain his ancient power. I offered my loyalty to secure his throne as the Vampire Lord of this territory. I thought my devotion might earn me the eternal embrace of the turning. Instead, I received the announcement of his marriage to Lilith. A princess from a powerful European vampire clan. He said it was a necessary alliance. He said my blood was still precious. But when the sanctified silver tearing through the car,he used my body as a shield, to ensure his bride remained unblemished. That's when I knew. I was never his lover. I was just a consumable resource, a blood bag to be used and discarded.

He crouched down so he could hear the driver and looked toward the driver’s side of the bus while kneeling as he was praying. “Keep her straight!” he shouted. The coach drifted to the right as it dodged yet another car; the driver corrected. “Yeah—right!” The demon’s mouth split wider, teeth stacked. “Small ones,” it said. “Tasty ones.” Scott readied himself for the fight that came; he held Demonslayer in his right hand, ready to ignite. “You’re not having the children!” He shouted.

“I only just figured it out a few days ago. I noticed none of the demons who go natural have claws. I asked a few discreet questions and found out only Vasilia have them. I knew you would want me to stay and help fight. Having a Vasilia would help because you’d have someone else who could order enemy demons around. But I can’t stay. I have to die.” “What’s your demon name, Reggie?” Anders asked. “I don’t know.” “Who is the goddess that gave you the mission?” He pressed. “I don’t know.” I repeated. I really didn’t. I never saw her face. Only met her once and never thought to ask her name. She was giving me what I wanted and I didn’t want to push it. “Sit down and let Winston look. We have to

“I previously told you that 200 years back… when all Dragon lost their war against human… many of them died while remaining were captured and enslaved by several vicious kingdoms…… During that war…. Petro….. he… he was fighting near me…. I remember I…I had seen him getting defeated and on ground because of a Witchbone copper arrow that was shot at him… it.. it pierced right through his heart… I… I had seen him getting unconscious with my own eyes….. along with Petro we… had seen many of our kind getting killed….. Terra she… had survived that war…. and was captured and enslaved by a vicious queen named SahajaMon of kingdom Montoren, Terra is element Dragon who can control earth surface with h

"My parents were killed and I got away. I have been looking for coins be-because I am hungry." I didn't know one could have a more tragic life than I am. "My name is Clairra," I introduced myself. "What's your name? I can take you with me if you trust me." "Really?" Her eyes sparkled as it locks into mine. "My name is Sarah and I come from the Kirua village. I am a Kitsune." "A kitsune?" I frowned. "What is that?" "A fox demon," she replied. Then she tilts her head to one side. "Are you a demon too?"

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

There’s no way I can outrun a demon! “Pfft hahaa, I got you there didn’t I. It was a joke.” He shook his head to fix up his hair and the strands of blood red fell in place so naturally that it was almost questionable. He put a finger under the cloth of his black turtleneck shirt and pulled it to the side then stretched his neck to the other side. “Its kind of warm here.”