Yandere Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

He was healing incredibly fast. “I’m fine.” He grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers. “As long as you are,” he added and leaned our forehead against each other. “Oh come on! Can you proceed with the action?” the female reaper complained. She got the guts when all she did was watch. The demon’s cut hand rolled back to her body. I flicked a yin-yang coin using my hand and hit the hand turning it to ashes. The demon growled at me in fury and pain. Her hands split into hair-thin black strips. She lunged a strip in our direction. Grip pushed me without letting go of my hand. The strip just passed through the gap between us.

Xiao Yao: If young master Wu wasn't brazen, the accident inside the private room would never have happened. Yu Liang: If he was brazen enough he would have done things the same way, only with an audience. You know this is a Dark BL Romance, if the character isn't a lamb with a Yandere family to protect, he can just be played by the various slag gongs. Or the character is the slag gong itself. There aren't many options in this type of plot. Xiao Yao: (...) The system that a pure and warm-hearted young Fujoshi, she couldn't talk to a person as pragmatic and cruel as Yu Liang. She felt depressed in her heart that the Lord God had sent her as the system of the Dark BLs worlds.

Indie let my hand go and let her demon form out, showing off that she was a concubus. There were some scattered applause. I let my demon form out too. All of it. “I am Morrigan, Vasilia of the demons.” I stated while my human form shifted.

He urged. The female voice came back on. “I am Zarya, Eulalia of the sirens. Any who carry the blood of sirens and any supernaturals who do not, but disagree with what has been done to supernaturals, follow your heart to me and help us fight. Spread this message.

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 could become addicted to this woman. Shaking his head he said, "No sharp objects. I'll keep that in mind." Victoria rubbed the back of her neck bashfully. "Good idea." "So, what else have you learned about my kind?" he asked. At first he'd been nervous and slightly pissed that she'd been trying to figure out what he was. Now he was more curious on what her reaction would be. What will she do when she learns I'm no better than a mindless killer? Victoria thought for a moment before saying, "Well, I've narrowed it down to either a death demon or a berserker."

After getting to the throne they all created for the Demon Lord, he placed her there. "What is the meaning of this Hundun?. Why is a lady sitting in the Demon Lord throne?. How daring of you!". Callan, who isn't aware of Darcia's identity, yelled out at Hundun who said nothing. He only watched as Callan was ranting out. "Did you think this is funny, Hundun?!. I chose you for this mission because among us all, you're the strongest. How could you repay us back with this?. You're a disappointment to the Demon Lord. I should have you punished!". He stormed over to the throne. Just when he was about to lay his hands on her, he was sent flying in the mid air. This brutal force caused him to cough

He wore a long black robe of a grand demon smith that trailed along the floor, his snow-white hair cascading over it. Behind him followed a woman with violet hair. The Aesir were already known for their pale complexion, but hers was so pale it was almost translucent. Coupled with her violet pupils and an exquisitely beautiful yet detached expression, she seemed less like a living person and more like a goddess statue carved from amethyst and white crystal. From the hushed whispers around me, I learned that this woman was Yul, a young demon smith whom Magni greatly valued. Yul wore a long demon smith’s dress that reached her ankles, slit high up to the thigh. As she walked, the hem swayed lig

*It's a trap, she is there waiting for you, She never plans on letting you leave, Nor will she allow you to go past her to the 9th level! *Who? Syla, What is her name?* He needed her name to stop her. *It's Kayla, she is not a vampire, she is a demon* I said as I fainted, and broke the mental link. I had lost too much blood. *Lydia, is she ok?* Rryan linked with her and Kira, he was very concerned. *She fainted, but she will be ok. We heard what she said, she doesn't know how to private link yet. I am shocked that a demon has been under me this long, without me knowing what she was.* Kira paced the floors, thinking...

"Oh! The flower! Did you sneak into my room?" "Uhm." Kenshi sucks in air, smiling playfully. "Didn't Roya tell you?" "You saw me asleep?!" "Calm down!" He laughs. "I asked Zed." "Oh, good." She breathes out, shifting her gaze back to him. "But don't you know what that spider lily flower meant? Do you want me dead or something?" "No, I don't want you dead. How do I explain it." He looks away to think for a second and back to her. "In Yami, spider lilies are like roses. Most of us demons has heart with a complex design like that red spider lily."