Astaroth Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

Now, he studied the handful of pebbles: shiny and sparkling in the sun, shards of glass polished by the sea mixed with normal stones and shells. Most were transparent or white, and there were some amber pieces, some green, and one vivid blue. "Put your hands together," she ordered. When he did, and positioned them beneath hers, she let the pebbles flow out of her hands. a few between his fingers and into his palms, and the sun made them glisten as they fell. - Here it is. A handful of magic. She took his hands in hers, palms and

One thing was made clear, Bree Davidson was almost done, They could both sense her soul exiting inch by inch giving way for the darkness, The daemon began to to advance, it claws extended and it's maw dripping spittle, it eyes black displaying intense hatred "Get ready to die!" it howled and lunged for Moira whose magic instantly deflected it backwards, but unlike before the Wraith landed quite well on it's feet moving back only a few meters, it made another lunge at her There was large crack as the earth split open, and from its depths came the hands of souls dragging and clawing at the demon "Ustanite iz dubina i zatražite pale" Hades called in a raspy voice his eyes glowing a faint yellow

"My eyes are blue. You know this." Soartin shook his head violently. "No," he insisted. "They're black, brother. Like someone took the night and poured it into them." His panic grew with each word. "It's not just the blue, brother. It's the white. It's everything. It's all black." He frowned, panic verging on horror, but he would not lose his calm visage. "All of it." He lifted Sethlzaar by his hand and Cenam joined him. "How much of the soup did you take?" Soartin demanded.

Then he raised his hand. In an instant, the air in the room shook with tremendous force. Adrian and Sister Helena felt as if gravity had changed. Blue light gathered in Professor Valtorius' hand. Then-with a swift movement-he pointed his palm towards the creature! "EXURO!" A blast of blue energy shot towards the creature.People BLAARRR! The creature screamed in pain, its body was thrown backwards, hitting the wall. Black smoke billowed from its body.

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the

“And whatever that something is, I do not want to know about it…” “Aurora…” “I have enough in my hands to deal with another case of Giovanni and Nicolas, Dante” Aurora said coldly “a compass, a magic scroll, guardian, whatever other bullshit that you might try to show…” “Aurora, the compass literally opened when you approached it. Did you think that I would lie to you…”

She was quiet for a while as she mulled this information over. "I suppose it's possible," she said slowly. "As far as I can tell when a Soul Eater begins to suck, it's kind of like a spell. It's open until it's finished. So, if he were to pop in and cast a more powerful spell, so to speak, then he can theoretically counter act the Soul Eater's Magic. But it would take extremely powerful Magic." "Like... a father's desperation and love?" Avamarie continued to look thoughtful. "Yes… of course," she said quietly seemingly speaking more to herself then us. "Love. It's a strong, powerful Magic that not many things can break. I never thought of it."

Fat tears rolled down my cheeks as I slumped down and hugged him tightly. Everyone was quiet as I poured my heart out. After a beat, I straightened. Addy hugged me once again, "I am glad you are okay, Dee." With a thumb, I wiped her tears away and turned to Luke who was frozen with shock. He stumbled toward Asteria and stammered, "She...is....a....fuckkk!" Asteria smiled and scrutinized me under her gaze before mumbling, "She has a white aura, Lucas." Luke tugged his hair and muttered again, "Fuckkk. It means she is..."

I will look death in the face and spit in its eye. He stands over me-the great beast I spent my life hating. I was told my dragon captor would be blue and he is. Though blue doesn't quite cover the shades of color rippling over his scales. From the fairest blue sky to the dark of the moon, the light illuminates his incredible hide. His monstrous body is larger than I ever imagined. And his eyes. Their stunning blue depths hold nothing but death. "What are you staring at, female?"

Lucien stood up and began pacing as he monologued. "You are an exceptional breed of vampire. The Penne Coven is said to hold powers beyond comprehension. Because of their vast talents, the legend of the blue rose was born. He who attains the blue rose shall have all of his wishes granted. When I caught wind of the myth, I couldn't help but laugh at the irony of it all. The source of my damnation was also my salvation.