Blue Exorcist Angels Novels & Stories

"Miss Hale, are you alright?" Angel barely heard the lecturer calling to her from the front of the room. When Angel had last looked, Professor Bladon had been scribbling some nonsense about the value of fated mates upon the digital whiteboard. Now she was glaring at her, her usually pale blue irises now an electric blue, suggesting that the witch was growing pissed. It was clear just from looking at her that it wasn't the first time she had addressed her. "Angel?" "I…umm…" Angel stammered and thinking up the first excuse that came to mind, she gasped,

I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky. Angel is dressed as an Angel, I know, very cliche but at least it's a dark angel, it's black wings are not too spreaded and thank luck because she'd be hitting people with them. She wears a short white prom dress to compliment her wings, I hate to admit it but it's sexy and definitely not a try hard costume.

Loss is on one side of me, Amon on the other. The replacement leader of Sorren, Roxas, stands behind the throne, facing towards the the crowd, laughing like a maniac at them. I fight an eyeroll, knowing he's doing too much. One of the reasons that the sky has blackened is the wings of the fallen angels, and Nephilim flapped, looking like crows ahd overtaken the skies. Demons waited for my order, as the desire to run chaos ran high. They extend long forked tongues at the humans, licking their lips.

“You’re not done yet, are you, you beast?” Then Angel moaned again. **

Lucifer said smiling… Metatron suddenly became engulfed in purple like flame, his hair to feet was covered in this flame and slowly a flame ball like the sun began to form in his hand, Michael was shocked “He has his powers back” Michael said “Don’t talk, fight” Metatron said and suddenly there was a loud crashing sound and the Angels turned to see somebody in a black gloak covered in a hood, he removed the hood to reveal his face, it was Bazel. Leviathans are the only creatures Angels fear talk less of having the two most powerful Leviathans in the room at the same time against three Angels

But as I watched on in horror, something began to happen within the confinements of the black mist, and I pulled away from Easton, taking a step towards Gabriel, as I began to wonder if my eyes were playing tricks on me. My eyes caught sight of what looked like whiteness now peering through the mist, and my eyes moved to Gabriel’s eyes, as they were no longer red, but a brilliant shade of blue. His eyes began to beam, through the darkness straight at me, making my breath hitch at the sight of them. When our eyes locked onto one another’s, massive wings the color of pearl white snow opened wide behind him, before he let out a scream, leaping into the air, leaving the black mist behind him, di

Angels tried defending and dodging the attacks Since they were more in number they overpowered and started injuring the angels. I saw Amy and Sam who were trying to fight with dark angels and escape their black magic. during this while, I can see Amy and Sam are getting injured. I felt angry and screamed. A white light came from my body and suddenly all angel's pain and injuries vanished and they both fought. Meanwhile, I looked for Elena. I saw her taking my mom somewhere. I followed her. Sam saw me and asked me to wait but I followed the dark angel.

a young boy said. Angelo froze and looked at everyone in front of him. “You have a dark aura! And only demons have a dark aura!” another kid said while glaring daggers at Angelo. “That’s not true! There are others I know who had a dark aura with a kind heart! I’m—” Angelo didn’t finish his speech when a small swirling motion appeared out of nowhere. A hand grabbed Angelo’s arm and everyone froze while their jaw dropped. “Help!” Angelo tried struggling, and all the young angels flew away when they tried to grab Angelo’s free hand. The force is too strong that causes the young angels to lost consciousness when they land on the ground. Angelo cried in terror until he vanished along the swirling

I didn’t want anyone to think I was somehow weak. The old fox laughed again. “Like Demon, there are many different Angel. You have Angel of Mercy. Angel of Death. Angel of Righteousness. Angel of Vengeance. The very devil himself is Angel.” Huh, I never thought of it that way. “Here. Demon.” The old fox motioned for his daughter who brought a long box over. “My gift to you and your mate.”