Demon Slayer Light

They call him half-caste, and a mistake. For nineteen years, Kael has been beaten, starved, and forced to clean the twenty-foot stone statue in the royal courtyard; the cursed body of the last Blue Lycan King, murdered twenty years ago with the Magical Alpha Dagger still beating in his stone heart. His crime? His eyes were unusually blue in a kingdom of Black Wolves where pure blood means black eyes, which made him an abomination. What they don't know is that those eyes are royal. Twenty years ago, Alpha Moros Black slaughtered the Blue Lycans; the true rulers blessed by the Moon Goddess, and tried to wipe out their bloodline but he failed. One baby was shielded by his mother and smuggled out by the High Seer, whose family swore an oath to always protect the Blue Lycans. That baby is Kael. The last male Blue Lycan. The only one whose blood can pull the real dagger from his grandfather's stone heart. The Alpha on the throne holds a fake. The only light in his hell is Elara, the present Seer's daughter. Since they were children she has had a crush on him, secretly healing his wounds behind the statue with a forbidden gold touch that burns her every time. But Elara is hiding something too. She is half Seer, half Blue Lycan; the illegitimate bloodline of a Blue Lycan Prince who fell in love with a High Seer. The last female. She doesn't know. When the false Alpha sets a contest as a trap; whoever pulls the dagger from the Stone King will be the next Alpha, every warrior in the kingdom tries and fails while laughing at the half-caste. Until Kael steps up...

Franklin's poisoned hands touched the wall, and immediately, the snake-like venom with which his hands decorated crawled up the walls. Tightening itself over the blocks, making the little crumbles gather on the forest floor, dying along with everything around it, Franklin watched as his poison worked on the walls. “Stop, this is unlike you. You can always change yourself,” said a voice that Franklin did not acknowledge at first. “You don't know me. I was born for domination and conquering.” He said as though he was trying to convince himself. “You are a giver of life. What gives you the right to think like that?” The female's voice was angry now. She emerged from the trees to stand before him. “I am a feeder of light, nothing more. I will conquer all who thought I was weak,” Franklin said, seething with anger now looking at who it was. “You think you're so bold, follow me and let's find out,” Lily said as she started running the opposite way. She aimed to let him come jolting out of his reverie, and if she tried all, then so be it. With a growling snarl, Franklin stopped forcing the walls to come down and took off after Lily. He had the mission to eliminate her once and for all.

Raizel was a weak young man, he lived a life of hell. Physical and verbal abuse was commonplace for him. So his desire to die was great. However, fate had other plans. When Raizel's dream was about to be realized, he got the power of the legend of the nine-tailed fox or can be known as "Gumiho". The Gumiho is Hanna Boa, she is the queen of the demon kingdom. One of the powers he will get is eternal life. Initially, Raizel wanted to use the power only for revenge. However, his arrogant attitude emerged and turned evil when he joined Zhang Lao's organization. He had no idea that Zhang Lao was the most evil and greedy man on earth. In fact, Hanna Boa warned Raizel to stay away from Zhang Lao. However, Raizel ignored her. No wonder Hanna Boa was angry. Will Hanna take back her fox marbles? Then, what will happen to Raizel? Will he go back to being a weak young man again?

Michael Angelo's moment of triumph was supposed to be the night of a lifetime. His mansion's grand ballroom was abuzz with friends, family, and acquaintances, all gathered to celebrate his crowning achievement. However, beneath the champagne toasts and congratulatory smiles, a sinister undertone lurked, centered around a mysterious black daffodil - a family heirloom passed down from his enigmatic grandmother. As the night wore on, the flowers of joy seemed poised to bloom into a garden of darkness.

Gerald, a successful writer, decides to take his family on a holiday to a quiet town he once knew as a child. His wife, Caroline, is hesitant. She remembers the horrifying stories of cruel rituals from her own childhood and fears for their safety. Gerald, however, insists that they are nothing more than myths and promises a peaceful family getaway. Caroline, pregnant with their third child, reluctantly agrees, hoping for a break from the pressures of daily life. Their children, Rita and Patrick, are excited as they begin the journey to Bogahill. The road is beautiful, filled with laughter and the joy of family togetherness. But as they approach the town, an eerie feeling settles over them.

No one came any closer to me since I began to hear voices. It was as if I possessed some kind of aura that attracted everyone, like a field that attracted people. I was either insane or a monster, which I suppose I could be, according to everyone at school. I was able to hear what others were thinking, but no one else seemed to be able to, and some of them remembered me from first grade, when everything first started. I was able to focus better on school because I was isolated, and I loved to do well in school. Since I learned how to silence the voices, at least it had. Before that, I was unable to think in light of the consistent clamor of every other person's brain pounding me constantly.

Vandal dies betrayed by his fiancée and allies, only to awaken in another world as a chained child marked for sacrifice. His captor, Elizabeth, eerily resembles his mother, but a monstrous power in his left eye turns her nightmares against her and grants him escape. Alone in a brutal wilderness, Vandal learns he can devour Echoes of living beings, gaining their strength, though the sentient eye hungers endlessly. Driven to find his lost sister, he uncovers fragments of memory suggesting his rebirth and powers are no accident. To survive, he must master the eye, uncover the truth behind Elizabeth, and cling to his humanity before the hunger consumes him completely.

On the night Kael Varyn is crowned king, Hell comes to collect. His father signed a contract with the Devil's Seven Houses, and the collateral was his own son. The debt collector is Seraphine Vale, a seductive demon who marks Kael with a seal of thorns and gives him one warning: do not fall in love with me. But in this contract, a kiss is a legal seal, and Seraphine is not what she seems. There are two of her. One holds a grudge and a heartbeat. The other wears a wedding dress and calls him husband. To save his kingdom, Kael must win seven infernal bargains, survive the deadly politics of the Houses and uncover what his father hid beneath the palace. Every bargain costs something he can never get back, and every touch from the woman who owns his damnation pulls him closer to the gate his father died trying to close. A dark romantic fantasy of enemies to lovers, forbidden love, betrayal, demons and a kiss that binds the damned.

The dying star pulsed, it’s heart on the verge of collapse. Twelve figures, cloaked in unimaginable power, stood amidst its final throes. On one side, six beings (the angels) blazed with light so intense, it dwarfed the star's dying brilliance. Across from them, five figures (the demons)exuded a chilling darkness, a black hole's silent hunger, their very presence accelerating the star's demise. And in the center of this cosmic ballet of light and shadow, stood Reaper. He seemed to absorb the dying star's essence, his form cloaked in a darkness deeper than any of the others, a living embodiment of the star's final, terrible scream. But then, the things discussed were by no means simple, the fate of the world was resting on their soundless star toppling discussion. The intensity of the conversation loomed above the star like an omen of death, accelerating it's death even further. Suddenly, the figure in the middle broke the sacred rule, yelling in a language that speaks for all, his voice was like the rushing of a mighty wind. I Reaper, will dethrone and destroy that God, make him pay for neglecting us all and if you don't join me, you will all suffer the same fate. The faces of the angels and demons -a vortex of light and darkness- went grim as they moved to strike down the tyrannical being. But before they could, Reaper, the demon of death and chaos was gone. Our story...begins here.

In the shadowed kingdom of Valthorne, King Aric fell deeply in love with Seraphine, a half-demon woman of infernal beauty and fire. Their son, Prince Kane, was born heir to the throne. But weeks later, Aric was found murdered,throat slashed. His ruthless sister, Lady Morgana, accused Seraphine of using demonic sorcery to kill him. The queen was burned alive in the public square, her screams lost to black flames. The infant Kane was spared, raised as the "cursed prince" under Morgana's cold rule. Twenty-two years later, on the eve of his coronation, a terrified maid enters his chambers with a dagger. In the struggle, she stabs herself and dies. Guards find Kane standing over her body, blood on his hands. His fiancée, Princess Valerie of Eldrath, rejects him with disgust: "Just like your mother. A demon wearing a crown." The court condemns him without trial. Dragged to Dead Hill Valley,a bottomless abyss for the damned,Kane swears vengeance: "I will return. And every soul who betrayed my parents will burn." They hurl him into the void. He falls. Until darkness catches him. At the valley floor, demons with storm-gray skin and glowing amber eyes surround him. A fierce silver-haired female sees the blazing Emperor's mark on his shoulder. She commands: "Kneel. This is the one." They bow. She steps closer, smiling. "You are home, my king." The abandoned prince is no bastard. He is the last heir to an empire of demons. And vengeance is only the beginning.