Yoshiwara Demon Slayer Novels & Stories

I’m one such miracle. Eighteen years ago, a war was started between Hades and Suzaku, the Beast God of Fire and of the South, about who would rule over the Fires of Hell in the Southern Hemisphere. The war claimed many lives and went on for years until two of the fiercest warrior women; the Demon Zara, Hades’s most trusted Lieutenant and the Angel Alysa, Suzaku’s most trusted commander, died fighting each other.

"Surrender now and let's take you and the other girl in purple hair captive." "Never," Demon said and brought out another small sword from his side which expanded. The one he had used to fight is on the couch he sat down with Jess and he was far from it, plus the house is full with Ninjas. "I hate to break it down to you, but I will. You won't take any of us captive, I assure you." "Hope you are strong enough to fight all of us at once," The Ninja guy said. "Attack him, wound him if you must but do not kill him, master do not want him or the purple haired girl dead. The rest in the house you can kill." He ordered.

The demons sipped in and out of every room moving through shadows until they found her in a room sleeping comfortably. “Master needs you back” a demon mocked waking her up. “Let go off me” Nelly kicked and screamed, because of them she had gotten back her voice and could shout for help. “Will you stop shouting nobody will help you, I promise you that” the demon replied carrying her. The door was knocked down by an heavy force startling them, “You heard the lady, let her go” Gamma Noth roared at them. He launched at a demon tearing it apart. they all disappeared and he thought he had won the battle, he turned to where Nelly was and couldn’t find her.

In that split second, an image gets burned into my mind: a short, shriveled-up old man with an elongated head wearing a silken robe - behind him stood terrifying creatures. I grin at this, but I’m shocked nonetheless. I know now that the Takahashi family is definitely not your average Yakuza and that this man in front of me is no ordinary leader. No wonder Kaen didn’t want his children to breed with these two because their heirs will be fucking powerful. Ever heard of the folklore painting ‘Hyakki Yagyō’ or The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons? Well, there’s a demon said to lead them, and right fucking now, I am looking at him - Nurarihyon. Well, a reincarnated version anyway.

she replied. " Oh" I said. " How then can you help me?" That's my ultmost concern. " Well first, you have to know that the one you want to war against is not an ordinary wolf. He's a true demon...." She paused looking at me. " Who doesn't know that" I said casually. " Well he doesn't seem to have a grudge with you" she said. " I do have a grudge with him and it's a big one" I said angrily.

These dresses are all bright colors and plain looking. I prefer wearing the ones with dark colors but with silver or golden linings to show that I’m not just a no one. Back then, my face is just enough for me to stand out because everyone knows me as the Demoness Alpha, but now that I have no name and is only regard as Helion’s disciple, and the fact that I’m using someone else’s face, if I want to stand out, I at least have to do something about what I wear.

"You might be an Alpha but you aren't a match. I'm going to enjoy killing you" Again, Jett spat, screeching as Xavier pulled out his claw and buried it back. "Xa-vier!" The demon's eyes twitched. "I'm not Xavier" Jett coughed, his hand reaching out to his pocket, if he was going to die, he would need someone to join him in hell. "N-o, you're not, b-ut I know Xavier is in there and he won't let you w-in" The demon let out an evil laugh, pulling his claw further into Jett's chest. "I've already won"

She muttered before taking a step even further than before. That was when she saw it…. A guy something like in his early twenties, coughing out blood…. She could see the two black horns that were attached in his head, and his fingers and feet nails were all black. Darla didn't fail to see the colour of his eyes that was Golden, and mixed with silver, making it look unique. "There's our chance, we can't let the Demon Lord escape this time around. He has been superior to us all for almost eternity, it's time to end his reign!".

It was tiring, so tiring to be scared and hopeless all the time. How did she find her? For all she knew, Klaus's guards were stationed outside the room! Shit! The woman threw her head back, a mocking laughter escaped her lips. "You do not have to look so shocked, darling. I am a demon, remember? I can appear invisible, and make myself visible to both humans and demons whenever and however I please. Cheer up, you haven't seen a ghost…yet." As Arabella's eyes dropped to the woman's hands, she found a knife in her right, and a bag in her left. Her throat ran dry. Bile rose up from her stomach to her throat, before her eyes widened as she glared at her.

Toshiro changed gradually and he became an awakened demon with a surging power and a hunger for flesh. "Are you serious? An awakened demon?" A warrior spoke with confusion. "This is the fate of warriors who have a lust forpower. They become demons or awakened demons which are originally warriors." Another warrior responded. The other warriors gulp as they witnessed the power of an awakened demon. "Now Rioka, let's continue." Toshiro with an emotionless face and a full changed body spoke. "You look ugly, and more weak." Rioka responded while staring at Toshiro in a tiger like body but with a spike in his back and long tail capped with a sting like edge. Toshiro is huge compared to an average