Arthur Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

However, the word he had earlier heard interrupted his flow of thoughts, and the emotions that were creeping into him. Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmata. The words resounded in his head in the very manner and pace the woman had said it. It, however, sounded more of a ghostly echo. Who was that woman? And what the hell is Arthmata? The woman looked worried when he met her. Their car had rammed into a truck. However, one thing caught his eye- Her eyes. When he first saw them, the top right quarter of her iris was red, the top left corner green, a the lower right quarter blue and the remaining quarter orange, and it seemed to glow dimly. The pupil was black, but it was blacker that the pupil anyone

"Why will I do anything you just said?" Detective Joha chuckled and tapped on the case."Because you won't wanna see me touch this. I promise you it doesn't look so nice." "Do you want me to show you?" He asked as he approached the elders with his finger just an inch away from the button. The elders drew backwards in fear and pleaded with Arthur to do as they commanded. Arthur gave the order that the prisoners be released and agreed that he will hand over to them a good number of his well trained men to help them fight the Vampires.

REHAB : Stop being so reckless all the time ARTHUR : Sorry bout that, I didn’t anticipate that attack REHAB : Don’t apologize to me, end that creature already ARTHUR : Oh yeah Arthur turns his attention back to the towering shadow monster and gritted his teeth when he noticed that it had reached shore and was heading straight for him ARTHUR : Tch, that’s it. Come to me and I’ll finish this quickly ( He mutters as he clasped the hilt of his blade and raised it up )….. Holy artillery : Excalibur!!!! ( He yells out as he brought the sword down with a golden line of light energy cutting through the shadow monster, destroying it instantaneously and splitting the English half of the channel behind

Vivian whispered, her breath ghosting in the chill air. Arthur stepped into her space, his massive frame completely shielding her from the open corridor. He reached out, his large, gloved hand gripping the back of her neck. His thumb stroked her jawline with a sudden, rough intensity that had nothing to do with tactics. His silver-blue eyes, visible even through the shadows, burned with a dark, possessive heat. "He’s trying to draw us out," Arthur murmured, his low voice vibrating directly against her chest. "But he forgot one thing."

"I am the Prime Archive. I am the memory of Arthur Vance, refined and uploaded into the only vessel capable of holding the Root’s core." He jerked the leash in his hand. Maya let out a choked cry. Lucian was on his knees at Arthur’s side. His clothes were shredded from the mag-lev tunnel, his skin marred by deep, glowing violet lacerations. But the worst part was his eyes. The clear, human blue that Maya loved was being swallowed by a spreading, oily violet. He wasn't fighting. He was staring at the floor, his chest heaving in rhythmic, mechanical hitches.

The touch sent a shiver racing down Blue’s spine, but he didn’t pull away. “Come back,” River whispered, the words more command than plea. “Don’t let this darkness swallow you whole.” Blue looked down at their hands—at the thin thread of connection holding him together—and something inside him cracked. He wanted to say yes. He wanted to let go of the chaos and fall into River like he always did. But the ghosts of his past whispered louder. “You don’t understand,” Blue murmured, tears stinging his eyes. “The darkness isn’t swallowing me, River. I am the darkness.”

He placed his hand on my shoulder to comfort me, but I flinched and shrieked. " Calm down beautiful... It was me. I was trying to comfort you. Don't worry I am here with you and I will fight all the demons for you." I could feel him smiling while he was speaking. Yes why not?? You are a satan and all the demons are already your friends. Why did you dare me to watch that damn movie? Why the hell, did I have to fall for your dare trap. I caught his arm very tightly. He took out his phone and opened the torch. Thank god, but the big shadows were looking like demons... I can't be scared of just a big shadow. This was absolutely childish. But the movie was having the effect on me.

Gregory Arthur’s sob was a broken, pathetic thing, echoing off the framed scripture verses on his dining room walls. I watched him sink back into his chair, a man utterly hollowed out by a truth he had spent two decades praying away. Arthur raised his bloodshot eyes to meet mine, his chest heaving. "You are a demon," he whispered, his knuckles white against the edge of the table. "You and your father both.”

Arthur roared at the sky, his hand seals reaching their greatest speed. Finally, right as the Doom Cannon descended, he finished unleashing his most powerful move. “Soul Extinguisher!” With Arthur’s thunderous roar, he erupted with absolute and formidable power, like a blazing sun. Boom! The Doom Cannon finally arrived. It struck Arthur’s flesh brutally without any mercy.

said one witch urgently as they tugged at Sky's hand trying to guide her through a doorway leading outside following everyone else's escape route. However before they had time reach safety or even finish speaking another powerful explosion tore through walls sending both witch adn sky sprawling backwards . As dust cleared , figures began emerging from smoke it became clear what awaited Skylark Bluedawn . Arthur Blackstone , accompanied by group fof powerfuful witches advanced slowly towards injured sky . "Skylark Bluedawn," Arthur growled menacingly ,"I have come claim you my mate!"