Novel & Cerita Blue Exorcist Ao3

“Girls should be like this one. Sweet and obedient. Not like that stone head cold hearted vampire lady.” He then went and laid on his bed and closed his eyes smiling in satisfaction with the encounter he just had. But as he did, sudden flashes of a face appeared spontaneously in his mind. Fragments of Nezeira’s image especially the one during the awards function. The way she jumped and lifted her face. Those electric blue piercing eyes and a demeanor unlike any woman he ever came across. Yihan opened his eyes and sat up. He felt uncomfortable yet a strange feeling crept in him. A sense of strong attraction’ something he never felt in his life. An invisible pull which makes him think of nothi

I'm so excited that I'm getting hard just thinking about the scene that will occur in a few minutes. Jessblue is a goddess all on her own with the body all female Bampires wish they had! She is beautiful in all ways imaginable. She is not your ordinary everyday Bampire that roams around Bluestoria. She is like no other female that I’ve seen. She has big voluptuous breasts with a thickness of beautiful curves you can only imagine.

He was sitting on a chair with Grey sprawled across his lap. “What?” Katleya asked with a roll of her eyes. “You’re so ugly. I want to throw you into the Bermuda Triangle!” Blue shouted while hugging Grey tightly around the waist, filled with playful aggression. “You’re just jealous that I have your twin all to myself,” Katleya teased, wrapping her arms around Red. “He’s mine.” She even licked Red just to provoke Blue further. Blue suddenly stood up, causing Grey to fall face-first onto the Bermuda grass in the garden.

“You need to hear this. What are you feeling like? Diane is dead and you cannot do anything about it. I’m sorry if it sounds mean, but she is not coming back. It is not Chloe’s fault that she died. Or is your ex-wife the only Diane in the world? Don’t tell me there is only one Blue in the world, which is me. There are many Dianas. I know like ten of them. You are not that important.” Her words hit like punches. I felt my blood boiling. My vision went red. I stepped closer to Blue, fists clenched at my sides. “I don’t think you know who you’re talking to.” Blue smirked. “I think you’re about to turn into a vampire, Mr. Nikolai. Your eyes are fucking red. Soon you’ll grow fangs.” I pointed at

ARC 4 : WHITE PICKET SIN WARNING: This arc contains extremely explicit sexual content, heavy BDSM themes, public humiliation, degradation, wax play, free-use,spitting, collaring, objectification, taboo cheating fantasies, and intense psychological domination. Intended for mature audiences only (18+). Proceed only if you consent to fiction that explores desire without restraint. -----BLUE----- Rebecca's POV My hands wouldn’t stop shaking on the steering wheel. I had driven this route twice already - the first to scout the building from across the street like some pathetic detective, and once more just to make sure the address was real.

But they have no way to expect this going to lasts like forever! The young lady reveal the irritation, while the young-looking man remain in his cool demeanor. The journey to exit is neverseen, and it continue despite the heavy blows of wind. Strangely, right at the locating of young lady's chest, a blue light shivering and is barely bask with hopeful light. Meanwhile, the area so far away from the hellish, away from the silent burning of the wind; the roar of lust enchanted the town. The rumor barely resurface, but accompanied the roar is the rumor that revive.

I hope she is ok. Ebony’s POV I nod to Blake and Bleiz who fight with me, side by side. No matter what we are mates and we will protect one another. Bleiz has found it in his heart to forgive me and Blake for pushing him out, almost abandoning him without the love he deserves. We separate from the main bulk of the fight, slaying as many vampires in the process as possible. I love watching their bodies catch fire and burn to ash. It makes me all warm and cosy inside. I can smell the witches on the breeze. Their fear will lead us straight to them.

“Just Reid everywhere. Reid with a fucking trophy, Reid with a wolf, Reid shirtless with blood down his chest. It’s like living inside the mind of an obsessed narcissist.” “Tell me about it,” heterochrome mutters. “He has an oil painting of himself in every room..” “Oh my God,” I mutter. Blue-eyes steps closer, squinting at me, eyes narrowing like she’s trying to see past my skin. “You’re not human.” “Nope.” “But you’re not a wolf either,” her twin says, sniffing me once. “You don’t smell like it. Not all the way.” I shift on my feet, feeling uneasy under their scrutinizing eyes. “Do you guys always start conversations by throwing knives and sniffing strangers?”

His jaw works the way it does when the numbers won’t behave. Then the mark on my spine pulses once against Kai’s arm. Twice. A color bleeds up through my skin that I have never made. Not white. Not silver. Deep midnight blue. Kai goes rigid under me. His shadow flinches back from my body. “That’s not her light.” “Then whose is it?” Aiden’s frost climbs his own wrist without permission. Something answers from under the stone. Under the whole foundation of Aidion. Low. Patient. Amused. My skin tightens hard enough that my breath catches.

he vowed, "I will make all of you pay tenfold for what you did to me and to my parents!" Everyone burst into laughter at Onel's words, but Blue's smile turned to a scowl. "Enough of this bullshit," he growled. "I have matters to attend to after this. Goodbye, slut." With that, Blue extended his claws and buried them deep in Onel's heart. Onel's vision grew blurry with tears as he looked up at the full moon. "Why are the Goddesses so cruel to me?" he thought. "Is this really how my life would end?"