Novelas y relatos de Blue Exorcist Angel

"Alright Bye Angel" "Bye" Angel said before ending the call. She sighed to herself and examined herself in the mirror. She was wearing a white and purple shirt with Teddy Bear in the middle, a long sleeve white shirt under, skinny light blue jeans and purple flats. Angel slowly rolled up her sleeves and looked at her dark bruise. Her thoughts drifted to last night. __________________________________________

This was not how soon they were planning to fight the Angel. "So, he chose me after all," Tenshi muttered. "Oh, you're done so quick, Pika." The Arcangel Pika opened his eyes and stared at the ice blue eyes of his nemesis, the Angel of Death. He hates those dull eyes of Keisuke, they were too cold he can't stand them. "Well I beat him up like you told me to do, didn't I? Plus! You said I can do whatever I like," he told the Angel of Death, his voice sounding annoyed that he was talking to him.

"As a reincarnated Mynheex bound to the fallen angels." Beck and the twins exchanged a glance, hesitating before exposing the blueness behind their eyes. They couldn't afford to risk any more mortals. "I'm sorry, Rex," Beck muttered, gently caressing his ears as he lifted his other hand. "I... really miss your long, pointed pinna."

Angel Where are you" came his desperate voice Suddenly as if thunder Strom, there was light around him, he looked up a unique way of decoration, never in his life, he had imagined the use of the umbrella in decorations, his eyes travelled to the end of it and his breath hitched seeing the view The red light, what amused him it was in the shape of a heart and there stood his angel exactly at the same spot where he first saw hee, his eyes were stuck on the beauty inside that heart, it felt like that's his heart and his lady residing in there His legs rooted to the spot as if paralyzed He didn't even realize the absence of Bozo in his arms She looked divine in that dress, just like a fairy who

I didn’t like the feeling of seeing him in a vulnerable state. And I didn’t like how Camael’s eyes shifted to gold before he acted possessed and ran towards the ceremonial circle like a hooligan. “NO!” I shouted and blasted the angel away. He went rolling about ten meters from where Lux is, his chiton torn on the side, bleeding all over. The angel just spat blood from his mouth before standing up like nothing happened. Metatron and the rest are in shock, looking at the angel with wide eyes. His natural blue orbs now replaced with literal gold.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

You'll never know in this age! A deep voice answered back. "Yes? Maybe? but some called my features out of this world if that counts." The light suddenly opens, and I just close my eyes because like I mention earlier I can not really move my body so I can not cover my eyes with my arms. Let me tell you the light in this room is really bright. Even Edward Cullen will sparkle like a friggin God on how bright this light is. I open my eyes slowly and right in front of me is an angel. He looks blurry at first but as the time pass by I can see the person in front of me clearly. Those grey-blue eyes are staring right into my soul.

But his brain and his heart was in sync, and doing somersaults and singing Britney fucking Spears’ Toxic. Then zip. Jeans gone. Fingers trailing down. Over his underwear. Then the man cupped it. Angel gasped. His whole body lit up like a bloody Christmas tree with boundary issues. ‘God, it was delicious.’ “Ahhh… hahhh… please…” Angel moaned. “Please what?” the demon teased. “D-do something… anything, you psychotic incubus!” The demon leaned in—smirking. His eyes were glowing like polished steel. Like molten silver.

My entire universe shifted before I could move again. I'm still alive. I asked myself as I rested my head on the wheel. After a little break, I skipped breathing when an angel appeared in front of me. He is asking if I am okay. If I really heard it right, or maybe I'm just deceiving myself with my ear because I was about to collapse. not because of the accident but because of an angel. The angel has blue eyes, a sharp nose, and crimson lips, which I think are forbidden to look at. Since he has been an angel, I know that doing so would be a sin.

"Erick... help me..." And it turns out that Erick actually appeared in just a matter of seconds. The man was really shocked to see what happened. "Angel, stop it!" Angel's body was pulled roughly by Erick, suddenly his strength stopped. "What are you doing?! You could have killed him!" "I will indeed kill him!" Angel snapped with his gray eyes turning red. "What actually happened, explain to me?" Erick cupped both sides of Angel's face, hoping to calm the girl's emotions a little. "He's back to creating the Outcast that kills humans!"