Blue Exorcist Characters Novels & Stories

I'd rather die! Beatrice was still facing me and I saw a figure at her back, walking so quietly and steadily. If Beatrice dared turn her head to discover who it was, she would destroy him with her powers. "What is your problem Beatrice, you frustrated evil bitch!!" I yelled and dragged my legs on the floor to make enough noise so she wouldn't notice him. It was Blue, and he was holding a very large stick in his hands. "You think I'm frustrated huh!" She screamed back at me.

I could tell that Melio's eyes held a flash of pain. "Hi Miss, what's your name?" Black asked giving her a warm smile. "Hello Mr Bl...ack and M...iss Brenda, my name is M..Melio Blanchard ". She said in a shaky voice. This was as a result of my hands digging into her lower back. I dug my fingers into her lower back and at some point started drawing little circles so sensually that Melio became hot and flushed. She was trying her best to find a balance that she almost stumbled on.

“You don’t even know me.” “You keep saving me ,” I say. “That’s enough for tonight .” The stained-glass windows explode inward . Omaras (face shredded from my claws, still bleeding) and Sorrel drop through, followed by twenty elite vampires in black armor. “Found you,” Omaras growls, touching his ruined cheek. “This face is permanent, hybrid. I’m going to wear yours next.” Adrian steps in front of me, blade out . “Over my dead body .”

"Luk, this is Dimas, Martina, Fauzi and Eli." The class greets me kindly, but they don't seem very excited. Okay, I'm lying, only that Dimas guy who doesn't seem excited about me, because everyone smiles and greets me in an animated manner. Lunch continues quietly, although I have spent most of the time dodging more intimate questions about my family. If even Lanton is not known there as a Lestari, I myself don't want to be known as Lestari's stepson, for sure in the world, that would be the end of me. "I may be going crazy, but is it just me or is Lanton Susanto coming towards us?" It is the girl named Martina who says this and the whole table turns to look at the situation.

I mumble under my breath. “We are going to work on using your demigoddess magic along with your Siren magic.” “And you think I’m going to willingly work on this with you?” “You’re not going to have any other choice.” As he says that, Beatrix walks into the room. I hadn’t seen her since I woke up when I was first brought here. She had something in her hands, a sphere of some sort that was made of what looked like frosted glass. She walked closer to me and set it on the bed, she held her hand over it and began to chant words I didn’t understand. In the sphere, I saw Euan. My sweet mate’s face was contorted in pain, and I could see his mouth wide open. He was screaming in pain. All of a sudden,

“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.

They silently approach, making a circle around us. Before I can register the movement, Imogene is hit with a blue beam, but it’s different somehow. It’s a darker blue than I’ve ever seen and seems to rip a hole through her. More blue beams follow, identical to the first one. I see Owlyn step out of the shadows, and she nods at me. Her hands focus on me, and my arms raise without my doing so. I focus my hands toward Imogene and let loose, the same dark blue beam coming from me.

The witches began to chant again, and the power of their voices grew stronger. Bex turned around and looked at me with eyes that were filled with fear. She knew that she couldn't hold them off any longer. The ancient one walked over to her slowly like she was savoring every moment of this victory. But then, Bex's eyes flashed with a strange light. She held her hands up in front of her and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they were glowing yellow like those of the witches around us. The ancient one was shocked by this sight but still continued forward with determination on her face.

His expression said he hoped they would die early so he didn’t have to babysit weaklings. He raised a hand and tore open a portal, a violent silver-blue light shredding the air. Lycans didn’t do neat magic, everything they touched looked like it wanted to kill you. Blue chirped beside me, nudging my arm with her increasingly giant head. She was almost my height now, adorable and terrifying. The only being in my life who wasn’t a hormonal disaster. “You got a secret escape place right?” I murmured hoping she would give me a better answer this time but she chirped once and then curled up on my feet and fell asleep.