Blue Exorcist Characters Novels & Stories

It smelled of sulphur and old graves. "Back up," Bexley snapped, pushing forward to take half of our shared control. "Closer to the bed." I dragged my boots back two steps, my eyes watering against the sudden chill. Through the thick white mist, a shape appeared. She was small. Her black hair hung in tangled ropes around her shoulders, and her eyes burned with an unnatural, neon blue light. She did not look at me. Her gaze was locked entirely on Betty's chest. Then Bexley stopped breathing.

Justin increasingly does not understand why Dave sent the Blue Prince later. "But you know yourself, right? The power of the Galactic God is so great, that it must also be inherited by the Blue Prince. And I believe the Blue Prince is able to help us." "Alice, this is a nine-tailed fox, not a thousand-eyed monster, a faceless monster, or a Sin Rose. The last time I met that fox monster, its shape changed to a bigger one, all of its furs is jet black with fiery red streaks, I'm sure it's much stronger now. ."

Blue's soul ordered. Hana covered Zeci's eyes with her hand and closed her eyes. "Walk," Blue's soul continued. Hana listened to Blue; only as her footsteps moved forward did Hana find herself back in her room at Scott Hall. Blue's soul sat on the mouth of Blue's pot. Hana looked at the pile of ingredients that had been divided on the table; she said to Blue's soul, "We need to make the most powerful weapon. And I need your help. Is it possible?"

She hoped he suffered for eternity, he was going to learn just what she could do and he was not more powerful than her. She rolled over got up on her hands and knees, and heaved hard. What looked like a smokey black ribbon came out of her mouth and she grabbed it pulling it out. She gagged a few times, but had the odd looking worm like thing on the floor. It wriggled and she gripped it in one hand. She squeezed hard as she recited the exorcism rights and her hand glowed a blue color, the thing flaked to dust. She then vomited right then, a black ink that hit the floor with a splat.

I never knew I would feel the excitement, but I did from the moment I saw her— Kagome. I walked toward their nest, and two girls who have been stalking me for a long time now came out. "Hey, going somewhere?" that one girl asked. "Want us to come with you?" the other asked. I frowned, trying to memorize their face. They looked different, maybe they do not belong to the human being? You can tell whether one has powers or not. Their appearances are quite different. One of them has blue highlights, natural blue eye color, and a blue dress that looked like she came from a noble family. While one of them wear the same but with green color this time.

What my eyes see is unbelievable. The female before me is a doppelganger of myself with purple eyes, dark lips, and pale skin. I'm the Dark Phoenix, a plague taking thousands of lives and corrupting thousands more. The Evil me dashes for another attack. I see her enclosing in but can't move away. I'm rooted in a consuming evil awareness. "Leave her alone." Blizzard appears between us. His fatigued breath, trashed clothes, and messy hair showed how demanding the fight with the darkling had been.

This best friend is a White girl… a countryman with the murderous gang that Quan once slaughtered. The other girl was one of the Silvers and happened to have the same eye color as her blood. Her dark blue hair was in a ponytail. As a result of Quan's actions too, there was a scar across her neck that looked painful. However, the look in her eyes seemed friendlier than that eerie impression.

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

Celeste smiled—small, knowing. “Ready to make them choke on it?” Nico nodded. “Ready.” They walked together—six now. Celeste and Remy flanking the group like guardians. The halls were quiet at first—then students emerged. Heads turned. Phones came out. Whispers spread. The Daily Fang exploded in real time. #BludHeavenDance #QueensOfChaos #StormQueenAtBludHeaven Live Feed: Celeste Morau and Remy Tsatoke escorting Nico Black and the four queens to the banquet hall. Matching outfits. Fang wristbands visible. This is happening.