Amaimon Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

—a pause that felt aimed at me— “orientation covers the core rules of BludHeaven University post-Accords. Integration is not optional. Respect is mandatory. The Bloodmate Board is not a game. It is a contract. Rankings reflect compatibility, potential, and—above all—value to the community. Preliminary rankings have been released. Final adjustments occur monthly. Questions are permitted after the presentation.” She tapped her tablet. A massive screen behind her flickered to life. The Bloodmate Board. A scrolling list of names, numbers, photos. I didn’t have to search. There I was. **21 – Nico Black** *Human – West Tower – Transfer* *Status: Active* Twenty-one. Out of two thousand. The room di

We all just waited for her to return from whatever they were discussing. Aimee POV Ash had grabbed me away from the conversation the second she heard Alester’s name. “Aimee, Alester is the reason the last blue moon pair were killed.” She said. “We know what he has planned. We must finish the mating process tonight. Only then he can’t take us away or mate us. Our power will surpass his and he won’t be able to touch us.” She said hastily. My eyes went wide and a blush crept up my face.

I gulped my saliva down, my eyes still glued to him. "It's not a dramatic dialogue. Our worlds are actually different because I, Fiama Henry Case isn't a human being"

When the light cleared, Amaiya was back, collapsed on the floor, alive but empty-eyed. Fiona fell to her knees, gasping. “He tried to take you.” “I didn’t let him.” “But he’s still in you,” she whispered. “He’s part of the bloodline. You can’t cut that out.” “Then we burn it out.” Amaiya stirred, groaning. Her lips parted. “It’s too late.” I crouched beside her. “Why?” She smiled faintly. “Because he’s already inside them.” A distant howl broke through the guttural, dozens of voices at once.

Crystal pecked him on the forehead and left Just immediately a black smoke appears slowly turning into a human And laugh evilly ‘Good job! Amon. We have managed to fool her now it’s time to play my part’. Adrian grinned evilly. His real name was AMON which means the hidden one Turns out he was never Crystal's best friend but Crystal's best enemy. ‘Make sure you don’t forget to add the pills to her food. We don’t want her power getting activated very soon . If that happens all our plans will go to waste’. The black smoke said. ‘Yes! My queen’.

In the centre, a little cyclone appeared to have developed. I could only see Aamon's afterimages since he used his movement method to the fullest. But Aamon was surprised since he was unable to make out the enemy's appearance at all. Unlike Super-Enhanced and Ultra-Amplify, which were abilities at the Mystic and Unique ranks, respectively. My dash skill, which I titled Blinking Steps, had already reached Disaster rank! The same rating system was used to classify abilities and techniques. Aamon’s golden dragon fist was a disaster-rank technique! But has Aamon's mobility skill advanced to Disaster? No!

Gabriel could feel Dominic's awareness of him through the mate bond, could sense the tight control his mate maintained over his body's involuntary responses. "The guests tonight will include representatives from every major pack in North America," Dominic said finally, his voice carefully neutral. "There will also be human politicians, business leaders, and various supernatural entities who prefer to keep their nature private. Everyone there will know who you are. Everyone will be watching to see how I handle the exorcist who should have stayed forgotten." Gabriel absorbed the casual cruelty of the statement, reminding himself that this was part of the arrangement. Dominic wanted him humilia

But Damon wasn’t so easily deterred. “You know, you’ve got this mysterious vibe going on. People are already talking about you.” He leaned against the locker next to hers, his eyes never leaving her face. “Let them talk,” she said with a shrug, trying to keep her cool. “Most people would be freaked out by that,” Damon observed. “You’re not like most people, are you?” Aqua met his gaze, her amber eyes locking onto his. “No, I’m not,” she said, a hint of a smile playing on her lips despite herself. She turned back to her locker, hoping he would take the hint and leave her alone.

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

"It is, I know you feel it too Haven, you just need to stop fighting it. Aamon is exactly what we need, we don't need soft or gentle. You and I both know that." Aamon is six foot two and has a very hot body, he works out and there's no guy as sexy as him at school. He has baby blue eyes and silky curly brown hair that tempts me to run my fingers through it. His lips are pink and just the perfect size of plump needed in a man. He's got two small beauty spots under his right eye and a moon tattoo on his upper shoulder. The guy is a walking sex god. "Don't tell me you didn't want to f*ck him back there because i know you did as much as i, just admit it."