Arthur Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

Kabir, “Now that’s a good question. Legend says after he witnessed the destruction caused by Serkhet he was swept with regret and a bitter realization of what his obsession in finding the perfect celestial has caused, disregarding the forces of nature. It is said that he handed over the Heavenly Realm to his daughter Isret and became a human to live among his creations in secret. However, the rumor goes that his powers did not diminish even when he became a human. He had followers who were loyal worshippers of him and also safeguarded his secret. The Faith of the Blue was a staunch devotee and powerful sect who were the only ones that had the knowledge of Uraos’s whereabouts and secrets.” Ne

“That’s incredible. Of course, I’ll do it." She smiled, showing off her perfectly white teeth. "Here," Lisa said. "Let me have your phone, and I’ll plug in my phone number." She looked at me as she handed my phone back. "I had two couples who had RSVP’d yes before who can’t come now, so if you have a couple of friends you want to bring, go ahead and invite them. Just at that moment, Arthur walked up to us. I introduced him to Lisa. "I’m a huge fan of yours," Arthur said. "You did an amazing job starring in The Blue and the Kill. You deserve an Oscar for that performance."

oh it's that thing ' " Your artifact is a blue and black necklace with a gold cross in the middle with some inscriptions isn't it ?" the priest looked surprised and asked. " h..how do you know" An evil grin spread across his face as he looked at the priest and reactivated his powers but on the necklace this time " Because it's mine !" .

From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed. *** Lorel Unbelievable!!! What will cost him to tell me the reason why I became a target of the Vampire Prince? Vampire Prince…. Is that even real? Do they even exist? I find everything he just told me difficult to believe. I mean who would believe such a thing. If I hadn’t seen him in his Lycan form, I would have thought he was insane. “You are back.” I heard my mum’s voice as I entered our family’s house thereby drawing me out of my thoughts.

Blue ignored the fact the man who begged her to indulge him in dinner was playing the martyr. “I had to have dinner with Richard,” “Did he even leave after breakfast?” “He works for you, aren’t you supposed to keep track of that?” “Exterminators work with pests, last I checked I wasn’t one,” Vincent smiled slightly. Lit by only the dull streetlights, face gaunt beneath its darkness, Blue felt she was looking at the warped shadow of a sock puppet; looming and domineering, small in itself but so terrifying as it stared back at her in the darkness. Hated that the crueler the man looked, the more she wanted that very face between her legs. “Are you still up for dinner?”

He sat there in his self-glorified, ethereal posture, his all-black attire a reminder of why Lucifer should be considered kind. "I will call the doctor now. You passed out." His face was stoic, but the underlying concern had him clenching his jaw tightly. Watching him as if he were some apparition, brushing off my hair, the close proximity made my breath itch. While in the abyss of his eyes, Christian voice and his footsteps was what broke the spell that actually had me hooked on Shaun. walking up to him, he asked Shaun in his most angry yet calm voice, "What are you doing here?" Shaun in his usual menace simply answered, "Doing the actual work, while you keep trying to play house." I scoffe

"The blue one is the cure. But the blue one only works if the subject is in a state of... extreme arousal. The adrenaline and endorphins act as the catalyst." I stared at her. "You're joking." "Do I look like I'm joking?" She picked up the syringe with the blue liquid. "Arthur created the toxin to kill. I modified the cure to control. It’s quite brilliant, actually. The more he feels pleasure, the faster the cure works. But if he stops... if the pleasure stops... the toxin becomes active again." "You're a monster," I whispered. "I am a survivor," she corrected. "Now, give him the stabilizer. And then... perform."

He took a step closer, his voice low and menacing. "Then perhaps I should remind you of the consequences of threatening my wife." Matthew stood up from the couch and his men came beside him, "Arthur, do you think I am scared of you?" he scoffed. Arthur's eyes narrowed. "You should be. But since you're not, let's settle this once and for all." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a small box, opening it to reveal a sleek, silver switchblade. "We'll fight right now, here in your mansion."

The sheer force of his obsession for my safety was enough to crush Arthur’s spirit. If you ever move toward her again Xavier growled his voice a low lethal rumble I will not just ruin you. I will make sure that the rest of your life is spent in a cell so small you’ll forget the color of the sky. You touched her mother. You stole her history. And now I am going to take everything else you have. Xavier... please... Arthur gasped his face turning purple as he struggled for air. Xavier let go and Arthur slumped to the floor gasping for breath. Xavier didn't look at him again. He turned to me his eyes softening for a fraction of a second as he checked me for any signs of distress.

I spit it out on the ground, but Arthur refuses to give me a break and kicks my ribs, making me inhale, but the sensation is close to inhaling knives because of the pain. I roll over to my back, and Arthur watches me, his expression a mixture of satisfaction and challenge, as though to say, "Yeah, that's what I can do. Do you want more?" Fear ripples down my body. What happened to Arthur? Why is he trying to kill me now? Why does it seem like I'm fighting his evil twin or his body possessed by some kind o demon?