Blue Exorcist Angels Novels & Stories

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.

The place was illuminated with a soft, radiant light, creating an almost surreal atmosphere. Surrounding the waterfall, a multitude of angels with various hair colors could be seen. They flew gracefully in the air, their movements harmonious and filled with grace. Some perched on rocks and branches near the water's edge, while others dived playfully into the pool, creating ripples of light and reflections that danced on the surface. Khione turned to her daughter with a gentle smile as they beheld this wondrous place. "This... is the ancestral plane of angels." Kaerlia's eyes widened in awe as she gazed upon the countless angels inhabiting this celestial haven, each one radiant and unique. Sh

Nyx fainted, falling onto Elly. "Well, that happened." Len was growing more irritated with this by the minute. "Ostende te, tu ignavus!" He turned to Delirus and Erys. "Guard the Goddess!" They stood by her, ready to attack. The angel laughed and blew his whistle again. This time Delirus doubled over. "Looks like there's another dog here. Foeda daemon purgamentum!" Erys turned to Len. "Can I attack yet?" "Not yet," Len was watching the angel fly around, getting his description. "Orange wings, dark hair, gray mask and a rat tail." He swore under his breath as the angel flew too fast and disappeared.

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

The creepiest person I’ve ever met. Flanking him was Eliezer, a black man who liked to match Azer dressed in all white, was one of the oldest angels that helped found this Order, and… I had to blink to be sure I was seeing right. I saw an uncomfortable and annoyed Aidan glaring at the scantily dressed woman on Azer’s right.

Breathe. I'd mainly change the interaction between Iris and Cassian before the explosion so Bella's words are still affecting her. Everything after the explosion is already strong. Here's a revised version of only that section: --- A thud landed at her feet. A pair of black boxing gloves. Her fist froze halfway through another punch. Slowly, she turned. Cassian stood a few metres away, a dark T-shirt clinging to his frame, loose training pants hanging low on his hips. His tattooed forearms were folded across his chest, his expression as unreadable as ever.

He just stared at me with bloodshot eyes, as if none of this mattered, as long as I was still here. I stared at him and asked, “Do you have any objections?” Victor lowered his head and replied, “I have no objections.” “And the elders?” I leaned back slightly, tapping my fingers against the table. “Any objections?” The hall fell into dead silence. The elders looked at Victor with nothing but disdain and anger. I nodded. “Very well. Here is my judgment. From this moment on, Victor will be expelled from the Medici family. Those in favor, raise your hands.”

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and twist it, then tug at it. When it swings open, I am engulfed with white light, totally and fully immersed as it swirls around me, entering me through my mouth, ears and nose, and then I'm standing slightly away from him. 'Well, well, looks like you have accessed what I require, my little slave.' The Dark Angel chuckles, and so do his demons, their teeth chattering with excitement. I turn to smile at him, my eyes burning brilliantly blue. 'Time to end this and send you back where you belong.'

He confessed that he had reported my account previously to prevent the video from being posted, insisting that only he should see it. Later, he transformed his account, with ten million followers, into a chronicle of our everyday romantic life. After completing his studies and graduating, Jared formally proposed to me. ...... Jared's POV. I've been smitten since the moment I laid eyes on Yvette. If anyone asked me what an angel looked like, I would point straight to her.

The hands of demonic rejects sprung out at her from the shadows, grabbing her delicate skin and pulling her back into the darkness, whispering her deepest fears into her ear. "You are evil, like him." "You did this to them!" "Their blood is on your hands!" "They are dying because of you, for you!" "Accept the truth… you're a monster." "Like father, like daughter." As quick as she broke free from their grasp, another set of hands would take their place and try to chip away at her resolve. I could feel the anger rising in her; with a frustrated scream, she exposed her glorious angelic wings, one bright white, tinged with shimmers of light, the other breath-taking ebony tainted with luscious ob