Azazel Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

And…I couldn’t deny that part of my excitement came from knowing that I got to do it with Azrael. By my side, Azrael was taking in the area with quick flickers of his sharp blue eyes. I saw him noting and cataloguing places of interest with the same keenness I felt. Occasionally, he rifled through the files I’d brought and nodded to himself, confirming some detail or other.

I'm so excited that I'm getting hard just thinking about the scene that will occur in a few minutes. Jessblue is a goddess all on her own with the body all female Bampires wish they had! She is beautiful in all ways imaginable. She is not your ordinary everyday Bampire that roams around Bluestoria. She is like no other female that I’ve seen. She has big voluptuous breasts with a thickness of beautiful curves you can only imagine.

His sole focus was on finding her, on locating Athena amidst the chaos. “Where the fuck is she, Hans?” Azazel growled like one of the lions of the Sabi sands. Hans remained silent, his hands snapping together in a signal. In response, another man entered the room. Azazel's gaze narrowed as he recognized the familiar face, a sense of recognition tugging at his memory. There was something about this man, something he had seen before, but the details eluded him. Then, he noticed the man's missing eye, a distinct feature that triggered a surge of disbelief within Azazel.

His red eyes were darker than Vidar's or the girl's, piercing my soul, telling me he was a powerful pureblood. I me felt Stupid. As I no it could? All you signals in alert they were there, just waiting for me to notice them. They couldn't have been clearer if they were biting me in the ass. Vidar no it was Vidar at the final of accounts — good, it was your body, but no it was he who O controlled. It was Azazel that time all. Azazel laughed while stretched you arms It is to the legs. You no he has idea in as It is good be in return to the my own body after in stay stuck in that puppy unclean per many months.

"No one will hear you, pathetic elf! Scream all you like! Not a single soul in Green Land can reach you now." "Stay away! Get—Aaaarghh!" The chef’s scream, initially a deafening roar of terror, abruptly cut into a hollow silence. It was over. The royal chef lay there, a withered husk of his former self. His death had not been brought by poison, but by Azazel siphoning the very essence of his being. "Well done, Abere. Find me another," the shadow murmured. Azazel’s nebulous form began to coalesce, turning solid and whole; his body manifested fully, revealing a man with piercing, dark blue eyes. Then, just as quickly, he dissolved back into a shadow, slipping through the subterranean iron bars

Azazel lifted Matthew up by his arm and punched him in the gut. Matthew coughed and held his stomach. After that, he saw Azazel was just walking past him and headed towards the chamber again. Matthew slowly recovered from the gut pain and wanted to chase after Azazel. That was when he realised the pain earlier was completely gone. “What?” :He helped you. Somehow: “He did? Why?” Just when he asked that, Azazel was already coming back out of the chamber with a blue ball of crystal in his hand. Again, Azazel only walked past Matthew and Matthew also only let him go silently. Matthew turned around while his eyes followed Azazel but not his legs. He was unsure of what to do right now.

“Have you ever met, Azazel?” She nods her head, “The really hot British guy?” I give her a mock glare. “I’m the only hot guy you should remember.” She rolls her eyes. “Sure, sure… Wait!” She jumps up, shocked. “…is Azazel a supernatural too?” “Yes, Azazel is a demon.” She nods her head as if unsurprised. “It totally makes sense. I mean, no human man can be that gorgeous.” My eyes narrow. “Seriously?” She ignores my stare. “Well, are you going to call him or not?”

- He mentioned the first one. (Rare 'Sacred Gear'...) - The thoughts of Azazel were those, not special but also not normal. "Mishima Ken, human, age 18, son of normal humans, Sacred Gear 'Green Dragon Crescent Blade'. " Azazel then remembered that Sacred Gear. - (Right... A replica of the War-Lord's green blade. More common than the one before...)

The beast instantly catch on fire as blue flames engulf the beast and Asmodeus groans and roars falling over the place He falls off from the beast and it burns to ash within seconds of catching on fire “You will pay for this” he roars “I command you Asmodeus, fall back” I ordered with my hands out stretched “No you are not strong enough” “I command you to fall back, demon” I punch him hard on the jaw which sends him back immediately, I quickly form a circle around him using salt “You can’t bind me!” he roars as he fights to break the circle and in the matter of minutes, he comes out of it and punch the breath out of me. He pulls me by the hair “This is it Exorcist”