Blue Exorcist Angels Novels & Stories

I'm suddenly alone in the shattered bathroom, my heart hammering, my wrist glowing faintly. 'Angel—' Azren's voice is raw as it slips into my mind. 'Talk to me.' I drag in a deep breath, shaken. "She's gone," I whisper. "Azren, she's not... she's not a werewolf.' 'I'm on my way,' he practically growls, and I close my eyes, relieved. I have to get out of here before someone finds me in it. So, I hurry out and find Blue lying on the floor along the hallway, unconscious. My heart plummets straight to my stomach.

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

Follow up with Van. Van is not like other angels. He is the highest of all but in the eyes of the angels he has no wings. Actually there is. But the eyes of angels do not see that. Only he and those above him can see that. He didn't deny it on purpose. The eyes can't really see it

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.

The only reminder of what he was in the past. He laughed bitterly, he barely recalls how his own wings used to look like. All he can remember is how he was punished, how his whole body is seared through the holy blue flame. He only remembers the excruciating pain and how unjust it was when he was banished from the heavens. “So you’re an exiled,” Xavier spoke and observed the demon’s broken wings. He has never seen an exiled’s wings before. The divine white color of its remaining feathers is now a mixture of blue and black. The angel heard that remnants of the exiled wings are purposely spared, as an eternal reminder of their condemned sins.

The tufted red leather was the only color available, in the room, oddly in contrast with the tower of white documents piled high on the man's otherwise empty desk. Zen stood next to the tower and hummed, "So you can't sense what's wrong with her?" he asked picking up one of the pieces of paper and rolling his eyes at whatever was written on the document. "Oh I can, I'm just saying I'm not a creature like James. James belongs to the Element group of Darkness, quite like the young one you sent with your friend, the Frenchman", she stated, "Ash, was it?" she frowned shaking her head and then continued; "On the other hand, I am of the Element Light and am an Angel. I am not at liberty to tell yo

I contemplated telling her about angels and demons for a moment. "There's more. Anyone with golden eyes are reapers. Anyone with yellow, black, red or an unearthly glowing green or blue eyes are demons. There are also angels with blue or brown eyes too. Until you learn how to tell the difference I can point it out to you, or Adam will." "Did you just say angels and demons?" She looked even more confused. I nodded. "Yes reapers aren't the only supernatural entities that live around us." She looked concerned. "Are they dangerous?" I shrugged.

Angel smiled brightly and said, “Daddy, I won’t blame you. Go on. I’ll help you think of a way to resolve this situation as well.” Sir Ares and Angeline then left. Angel watched as her daddy left. A hint of worry flashed across her gaze as she noticed how wistful her daddy’s sturdy figure seemed to be. She then turned around and walked into her room. The heavy stone door opened, and pure, white light shot out from within the room. Angel’s eyes turned blue and glowed white when she saw the man seated on the stone bench inside the room. The man was extremely tall and handsome. His facial features were so delicate that they looked like they were carved out of stone. His facial features made him

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

angel Michael call the Angels The fight has begun, when angels fight it more like a war, they fight with their sword, Angels are not like dark creatures, they are celestine being with no power of sorcerer, so the fight it always fair, Angel fight like human only thing is they are stronger and we have wings, it easy for the Father to wipe out the whole bloodline of vampire by himself but his mercy is someone no supernatural being can understand. I'm invisible because im not fighting, thunder design the sky with its strike, angels flying up and down, the fight is intense pure blood vampires are fast and strong, it raining, blood everywhere, Angel has killed so many vampires, the only way to ki