Amaimon Blue Exorcist Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Aamon’s golden dragon fist was a disaster-rank technique! But has Aamon's mobility skill advanced to Disaster? No!

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.

He felt the blood coming out of his eyes as soon as his and Santi's eyes met. He did not know why, but Santi's eyes made him terrified for some unknown reason. Furthermore, his eyes... His supposedly blue jeweled eyes turned into purple ones. But his now purple eyes were different from Maureen's. Santi's purple eyes spoke power, majesty and danger. And to his shock, just a glance from him made his eyes bleed. Just... what was that? Lorenzo healed his eyes. When he opened them, he saw that Santi was now sitting on his daughter's side just like before as if nothing happened.

His face was so close to mine our noses were almost touching. "That's why you need to train your powers to be able to do it. The sacred book could only be open by you when you gain your full power or by someone else who managed to kill the chosen one. Once the book is open, a formula is written down inside. I know that the ingredients to it are a sample of the blood of each supernatural race. In order to do that you'll have to fight. Amaya, you can do this just believe in yourself. That's why I'm also here, to protect you. You're in good hands," he said to me while looking straight into my eyes. "Tell me, Damon, what happened to all of the chosen ones before me?" I asked making him sigh and

The woman behind me, points at me and screams, "He killed her." Scanning the crowd around me, I catch a glimpse of red and look closer. There she stands, the soul eater with her black soulless eyes just smiling at me with that smile that still creeps me out. You would think that it wouldn't after all this time, but it still gives me a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Probably wasn't a no. Burney put his hand on my shoulder, as if reading my thoughts. "Time to cover up," Stan said, handing Burney a strip of cloth and a clean pillow case. He took it, shooting me an apologetic look before stepping behind me. "Ready?" I sucked in a deep breath and nodded, searching one last time for Lillith's face before landing on Aaron's. His blue eyes met mine, piercing me, holding me steady as Burney lowered the red blindfold and knotted it, blanketing my world in darkness.

“And my name is Amaris.” “So, Ames—is it okay if I call you that?” He asks, and although I can see his lips moving and know that it’s obviously him speaking, all I can hear is my brother’s voice saying that same stupid nickname. Suddenly, I’m no longer on the outskirts of the pack lands with Maxon. No, instead, I’m standing over Axel’s still warm and bloody body, the sound of the gunshot still echoing throughout my mind, the beat of my heart pulsing double time in my ears, as if it’s having to work harder, trying to make up for the fact that Axel’s heart no longer beats as mine does.

Mariella greeted her; she responded with a curt nod. “Mr. D’Amano,” Noah stood, extending his hand. Mr. D’Amano finally removed his sunglasses, and I gasped. His eyes were a captivating, electric blue, devoid of emotion yet intensely powerful. They were like a cold, beautiful ocean, drawing me in. The atmosphere shifted as he scanned the room. His gaze lingered on me, as he found me. A sharp breath escaped my lips, and I quickly averted my eyes, feeling the weight of his intense stare; it felt like he could see right through me.

Even in the low lighting, she could see the family resemblance between them; the squareness of their jaws, the dark curly hair and the deep tan of their skin. "I'm sorry to say that I don't, Alpha." Alpha Kai hummed thoughtfully. "Did you know that my great-grandfather mated the sister to the King?" He pointed to the painting hung above his Beta's head. "They met at the King's coronation. She had the most incredible auburn hair down to the back's of her knees, and," he paused, turning to meet her gaze, "sapphire-blue eyes." Shit. He'd figured it out. And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin.