Blue Exorcist Amaimon Novels & Stories

Mother said pointing at the strokes behind the letters. "Then it must be him. It had to be. But," Amaya turned the screen to the image of the beast. This beast definitely had a Witch's hand in it, but Aaron doesn't know magic so we have a gap there." "Are you trying to say he is working with someone?" Father asked. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm trying to say." Amaya replied, before leading us into the room where the beast is in a glass lying in a horizontal position.

Then you carry him, as he would carry you," stated Amenia. He failed you once but has been making up for it, and we gave him a second chance, so let go of your inhibitions, forgive him and move on. That is the nature of your bond; it is not without flaws, but it is strong. Suddenly, Amenia's demeanour changed. Her golden eyes shone, and her ears angled forward. "Hailey, there is something you must see." "What is it?" Hailey asked, her tone dripping with apprehension. Amenia loomed closer, growing bigger in my presence. "Shut your eyes and follow me." I listened, and then the world turned into a swirl of mist. Then the images appeared, flashes of how innumerable beings would bow down before m

The last time I'd felt this frightened was the night I had run away from Roman. "Where do you think you're running off to, Amaya?" An unfamiliar man stepped in front of our path. His bright orange hair was easy to spot even in the dead of night. His uniquely colored eyes, one blue and one brown, stared only at Amaya. His sole attention was kept on her and only her. "I owe you a fight, or did you forget?" he smirked arrogantly before grabbing a black crystal and shooting what looked like black lightning from his hand.

words stated furiously. Ox, eyes widened. His knife was already thrown away far from him. He then stand up with that still smile on his face while wiping the small amount of blood on his lips. “A person who wears a mournful dress, and always in a dark blue cloak. Mystic butterfly that always follow him around. More so, the extremely intimidating aura that will make you hallucinate your own death — the Blue Devil. So, you are our honorable guest, Mr. Aoi Akuma of the Dark Moon." “If you know then, back off!” voice was so chilly deep and very threatening.

see am sorry I mutter frightened No, Kayla I won't ahmon said he was now standing too close, he bend down raising me up I can never hurt you, look at me Baby look at me. I can never make you feel pain again I looked at him I can't but I will punish you in another way, a more pleasure able way. I smile understanding what he meant. Don't get hurt, and don't get to close to the water I will I answered Kayla Ahmon called, I looks at him Be safe for me ....... Moi Why this meeting, you should know you ruined my delicious meal Lucifer cuss at mio Mio say down on the throne Ahmon is here

★★★ BLUE MOON PACK ★★★ Damon’s mother, Light, was basking in the peaceful moment as she watched over the pup. He was a sweet little boy, no more than three years old, his tiny body curled up in sleep, his breathing soft and rhythmic. Light’s once troubled eyes, now calmer and filled with a nurturing warmth, softened as she brushed a strand of hair from the pup’s forehead. This child, whom Damon had taken under his wing, had become a light in their lives—a reminder of innocence amidst the darkness they often faced.

Damen’s daughter’s husband said. Zahir looked behind him, finding himself surrounded by knights. Amor Blaze. I didn’t like that man. He matched Damen’s strength. Although Damen clearly held back when he was fighting against him. I tried to control him wholly, but even after dying, I could completely control Damen. But it wasn’t Amor’s strength that made me dislike him — it was his soul print — Amor Blaze’s soul print was brighter than normal souls. Much brighter, as if he was carved out of pure light with no mix of darkness at all. Such souls had no place in my dark utopia.

She closed her eyes, channeling the power within her, and let her love for Soren guide her. "Amelia, be careful!" Soren shouted, fear lacing his voice as he fought against the encroaching darkness. Suddenly, a blinding light erupted from Amelia. It surged through her veins, radiating outwards, pushing back the consuming darkness. The room trembled with the intensity of her power, and the ancient beast recoiled, its malevolent presence shrinking away. Amelia's eyes snapped open, glowing with an otherworldly brightness. She extended her hand towards the beast, her voice resonating with confidence and authority. "You will not prevail. Love will conquer all."

The man glanced at my body seemingly able to see them as a look of understanding came over him. “Ah. I see.” That was all he muttered before a pain erupted from my mind, I screamed falling to my knees as the world flashed white again. The man smirked, his eyes wide and unblinking connecting with my gaze, I felt him in my head. Rummaging around. “Sera, I am Aamon.” He spoke inside my mind as the world shook. “And now I have your mother’s power, well my dear…”

she mumbled. “ I can smell it too, that means the person who created this illusion is a Dark mage” Elex added. ' it's understandable that a Daemon like him can see and cut through it' Teresa thought. “ Let's help Amaria, ” Elex ordered, The hybrid yelled and said, “ I'm the only person that can help her ”, another long sword appeared in his other hand. He ran passed the Horc and blocked the hands from reaching Amaria.