Amaimon Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

The last time I'd felt this frightened was the night I had run away from Roman. "Where do you think you're running off to, Amaya?" An unfamiliar man stepped in front of our path. His bright orange hair was easy to spot even in the dead of night. His uniquely colored eyes, one blue and one brown, stared only at Amaya. His sole attention was kept on her and only her. "I owe you a fight, or did you forget?" he smirked arrogantly before grabbing a black crystal and shooting what looked like black lightning from his hand.

“They’re not just after power. They want me. And if we hide, they’ll only keep circling until they find a weakness.” Maria leaned forward. “What exactly did you see during the ritual, Riya?” I hesitated. The vision returned like a tidal wave: Ama standing with black flames around her, eyes silvered over like a puppet. Behind her—figures cloaked in midnight blue with blood-red sigils carved into their skin. Not witches. Not werewolves. Something between. “I saw Ama... connected to them. Controlled. There were others—taller, stronger. Twisted. Like... they were bred for war.”

Evan, the man who is supposed to be my dad says, “We still need him, Alita! He’s the only one who can make your memories return.” I don’t even care right now; I scream as I fight harder and Mateo and Peelle help bring me out of the room. Tears stream down my face especially when I see Aamon smirk at me as if he’s taunting me for not killing him fast enough. Mateo says, “Hey, hey, calm down. I promise, we’ll fix this and if you want to kill Aamon then by all means do it! But we need to try and fix this.” Tears pour down my face and I nod and ask, “Will you sleep with me tonight?”

“I need that dick deep inside me. Fuckkk!!" Damon opened up his eyes and it was shining all blue like a touch. He was very upset and before he killed someone he vanished away from the building.

Damon whispered, but I refused to let go of Liam. Even though it hadn't even been a minute since his heart stopped, it felt like an eternity… "Do something! Bring him-" A sudden darkness seeped out of him, sending a shiver down my spine, and then an enormous amount of dazzling blue energy emitted from Liam, throwing us all back. I gasped as Damon caught me, both of us getting thrown straight into the dessert table. The wave of pure blue aura burst outwards, shattering the windows of the packhouse in the process. The trees bent under the sheer force of the blue light that illuminated the entire sky, washing away the darkness.

The man that I had once found beautiful, that I once was in love with, that I admired, with everything that I had, now looked like nothing more than a stranger to me, a monster in my eyes. “I’m done with my blood,” he said, stepping closer. “At least for tonight. I assume that I would be getting more tomorrow. They seem to be rotting with fear. I thought that this would strengthen them, but they seem to be coming down one by the other. I'm going to need to get more of them.” I let my robe slip slightly from one shoulder, exposing skin chilled by the night air. “Then I would assume that you would want to take other things. Me perhaps?”

Amira's voice continued to drift away as she looked for signs, but just as she was ready to give up, her vision goes dark. "You're not so easy to track, Exorcist."

The psycho whispers. “Ayumi, Ayumi, A-YU-MI.” How he loves to taunts the poor soul. The person whose trauma runs deep from one being inhibited by a demon. A not so ordinary demon, but one of the princes of hell itself. Mammon. “Ayumi.” The dreadful tone that Chris whispers, calls forth the darkness which is the manifestation of Ayumi’s trauma. The darkness that is born from the tiny strip from the sin of Greed, and the fact that she will forever live on.

Their mechas would begin taking significant damage if they continued to tank the damage this way. "Maybe we could try to communicate with-" Tatsuya's speech got cut off when Aimi drew the first blood. It stunned everyone and caused them to take some damage to their mecha. Only Naoko who had BaoBao as her backup continued unscathed. "It's not human, go all out!" Naoko and Aimi instructed at the same time and the boys obeyed without missing a beat. The dead body of the human that wore animal skin as clothes had morphed into a lanky grey-haired monkey with human proportions. Its wide open lifeless black beady eyes had no pupils and its open mouth revealed rows of teeth that resembled a shark's.

Amaia grunted in annoyance as she can’t concentrate on doing monthly reports on her laptop. Rei looking at her with sad eyes, as she wanted to say something. She doesn’t want Amaia to berserk in anger. Amaia has anger issues and it might be difficult to step on her lines. She will do something terrible making the mansion guards and maids result in begging to go home. Rei let a low sad growl and lean his white furry head on the black carpeted floor.