Blue Exorcist Mc Novels & Stories

she said with a smile. He placed his hand on her healthy baby bump and closed his eyes while he focused. I noticed that Macario’s magic was a very light white color instead of green like Bellamy’s. I was not certain if it was each Witch that had their own coloring or if it was the type of magic they had. I would ask him later because I was very curious about it now.

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.

Elian stormed into the bedroom, looking like someone who had just survived a shipwreck. His chest was heaved up and down, water dripping from his hair and tracing the red marks Dex had left on his skin. A moment later, Dex walked in. He didn't care about clothes as he stood a few feet from Elian, his dark blue eyes locked on him from behind with a terrifying, steady focus, looking like the devil himself. “Where are you going?” Dex murmured.”We weren't finished.”

“Stay with me .” “I’m here.” “Behind you!” “Got him!” A blade whistles past my ear, close enough to cut hair . Adrian spins, catches the attacker’s wrist, snaps it like a twig . “You okay?” he asks, breathless . “Never better,” I lie, grinning through blood. He laughs, short, sharp, but real. Then Rhaziel’s voice, weak but clear, drifts up from the basement. “Enough… come… now…” Adrian grabs my hand. Shadows explode around us, cold and thick and dizzying. We fall and land hard on warped wooden pews . Moonlight pours through broken stained-glass windows, painting the floor red and gold .

Black and Katleya laughed. “Hey! So rough!” Blue protested, then glared at Katleya. “You’re too noisy,” Katleya said, amused. “Noisy your face!” When the four entered the church, they searched for seats. “Aren’t you feeling hot, Blue?” Katleya whispered. Blue turned to her. “No. There are ceiling fans everywhere.” He even pointed them out. “What I mean is—you’re a demon, right?” Katleya teased. “Your face is the demon!” Blue shot back—earning glances from the quiet congregation.

Alexander turned to his friend and tapped his chest, nodding his head he said, “Certainly, but he will be nineteen before you know it.” Tate sighed, shaking his head he said with a chuckle, “Well, I better not be left behind but I cannot say that I see myself with only one servant.” Alexander shrugged his shoulders, “I am just glad I get to be with the one I love.” * Eden, Winter and Lilith glared at Mr Mike who handed them all teaspoons. They looked down at the bowl of blood in front of them and heard him say, “You have to eat with the teaspoon, no slurping and no lifting the bowl to swallow it all.”

Amilia jumped on me and gave me a peck on the cheek. "Amilia. Control yourself" Nicole warned Amilia who wasn't willing to listen. The day ended happily for us all as I waved them goodbye and watched the taxi driver take them to their destination before entering my car to go back to my lonely home. I planned to go back to the demon world the next day. Cole's POV

I cried. “What did she do?” Her mum asks. “The psycho dare which then gives you the psycho curse.” I explains. “Don’t tell me it’s to do with that stupid urban legend?” She begged. “Yes... it is.” I reply. Callie’s mum continues to cry whilst cradling her daughters unconscious, bloody body. I have never felt so guilty in my entire life. Suddenly I hear police sirens and an ambulance. I quickly run out of the bedroom and downstairs. Of course my dad was called.

With trembling hands, she returned to where I sat in the nook, sinking down to the floor beside me. My heart raced as she dragged the box closer, the soft scrape of cardboard against the tiles echoing in the silence. She began sifting through its contents, pulling out faded photographs, colorful bandanas, and crumpled papers, each item like a warrior from the past emerging from the darkness. One by one, they landed in my lap, and I reached instinctively for the top photo. It was a snapshot of my father, a beer clutched in his hand, surrounded by grinning companions—members of the gang he had once called family. My blood ran cold as I recognized the insignia emblazoned on his bike: Night Crea

I step out of Ash’s hold and look at Blue. “Well I had a little help from a friendly monster.” Blue gives a small smile. “And I also figured out that I can do the same thing as Aidan, I can do the mind control thing.” “What, when did you find that out?” He looks at me with interest. “I was sleeping and suddenly I heard voices, it was you and Lyrica having a conversation and I remembered Lyrica saying the same thing to me, just before I was taken away. Then the next night I was sucked into the Masters head and I over heard a conversation he was having with some monsters, he realised I was there and he some how forced me out of his head. I also think that, that is one thing that he can not do,