Blue Exorcist Ao3 Novels & Stories

q “There are pieces of magic I found in my mother's journal where you can see visions by touching the dead boy and finding out the last thing they saw,” Blue responded. “And you think this can help us?” I asked. “I think so, as long as I follow the spells correctly, I should be able to do it,” she answered. “Have you done this before?” I was concerned. “Not on an actual person but I have been practicing,” she answered. “I am not saying this is a good idea and I would not normally agree to this, but we have got no choice, if you can go into this mind, maybe you can tell us, who is this beast we are looking for,” I responded.

“Lord Yandor and his troops failed to exorcise him.” Taking an unsteady breath, I tried to contain the anxiety clawing up my spine. Relief had never come with such numbing dread before. “He’ll be coming for Xanthea,” Azum said. “For your family. For you.” I turned to face Xanthea. Of course. They failed. What was I expecting? Asher cannot be killed or exorcised. I did not tell Azum, but the blood used to feed carvera X23 was Asher’s.

“Come in.” She pushed open the door and stepped inside, her eyes taking in the modern yet elegant decor of the office. It was a testament to Asher Kingsley’s refined taste—clean lines, luxurious materials, and an expansive view of New York’s skyline. Asher himself was seated behind a minimalist desk, engrossed in a stack of blueprints. His intense blue eyes lifted to meet hers, and for a moment, the outside world seemed to vanish.

It's like he's a Dom and everyone else is a Sub. I'm beginning to rethink a lot of things. What if I don't really like him? what if I just like what he does to me? the whole feeling and everything? what if this whole gay thing is just a phase? Veronica obeyed every single thing he asked her to do,she was literally begging him to touch her. Veronica? Veronica Starfox? This whole thing could just be Sex, it could be. I had to go out that night, I didn't want to speak to him at that moment.

I watched, entranced, as that imaginary man looked up at me, as blue eyes stared into my own, as Axel ate my pussy like he was starving, like he was mine, finally mine. I nearly wailed as I came, fingers twisting through his hair as I shoved his face hard against my pussy. My back arched and I writhed, my vision bouncing from darkness to white light to icy blue and fiery red and him. As I finished and released his head, my legs relaxing open, my breath coming in frantic puffs, Blaine laughed and the spell was broken. "Damn, I could listen to you come like that all night," he murmured. "Mmm," I responded.

Josh’s rough, “Come for us again.” My fingers curled inside, hitting that spot over and over, thumb flicking faster. The coil snapped hard, blinding. I came with a choked moan, body convulsing, thighs clamping around my hand as waves of ecstasy rolled through me, leaving me trembling, breathless, slick coating my fingers and the inside of my thighs. I lay there for long minutes, chest heaving, the TV droning on with the next scene. My body trembled, sated but still aching for more. The real thing. Them. Not just memories.

I rolled to the left, the needles slamming into the metal wall behind me with a loud thud. "Hazel, the blue energy!" Bryan yelled. He was trying to reach me, but the black heart sent out a wave of dark force that pinned him against the glass window. "Use it now!" I looked at my hands. They were shaking. I could feel the last bit of the blue butterfly’s light humming in my blood. It was warm, almost hot. It was the only thing that could fight the black heart. But every time I used it, I felt weaker. It was like burning my own soul to keep a fire going.

“I’m not gonna kill you, Gael. You have my word. You could shoot me to protect this asshole, but why haven’t you done it yet?” “Because I know you just want back what's yours,” Gael answered. She increased the pressure this time. “My necklace, Colton.” “Do you like my dick that much that you can’t take your hand off of me?” I smirked. Her closeness made me felt like I wanted to reach out and touch her. Jesus Christ! What’s wrong with me? “To blow off?” Her brow rose. “Anticipating.” I huffed to her threat. “How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?”

"Elementa ventida mihi potential tuam, Ostende mi hi creaturam absconditam inter carelum nubilum. Confer mihi protestatem tuam etsume in locum in quo slint" (Elements of the wind give me your power to show to me the hidden creature between the cloudy sky. Bring me your power and take me to the place where they are) The blue light scattered to the surface. I see the image of a fellow who has fangs with a pale complexion. The demons of the night, the vampires.

Alessandro's Pov: I barged into the house, gripping the stair railing like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to my sanity. The stench of her blood still lingered in the air, invading my senses like a poison. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to push it away, trying to regain some semblance of control. My vision flickered red, the hunger clawing at me like an animal, demanding satisfaction. Stumbling into the kitchen, I yanked open the fridge, ripping open a blood bag, and shoved it to my mouth like it was the only thing keeping me from losing myself completely. I leaned back against the counter, savoring the cool relief as it flowed through me.