Blue Exorcist Oc Novels & Stories

"Carson informed the sister In the convent, that I need her presence." Blade said at which Carson nodded his head before leaving the office. Blade took a picture from his desk, it was an image of a girl with a thick dark hair which flowed down her shoulder, her blue greenish eyes staring right back at him. It was his mate Bella, he had took a picture of her without her knowledge. He needed the presence of the priestess because she was the only one who had a clue about an omega who did not have a wolf in them. As Bella turned to the next hall which led to the vampire king's chambers, again she bumped into a body, a hiss escaped her lips, she rolled her eyes, she was quite clumsy for her to be

Some of those blisters even burst on the spot, oozing yellow fluid in a truly horrifying sight. "Hold him down and don't let go! The evil spirit is struggling!" The exorcist shouted, mumbling incantations under his breath as he pointed his scepter at us. Mindy threw her entire weight upon Sam's legs, screaming fanatically, "Hold on, it's going to be over soon! The exorcist said that the evil spirit is afraid of fire!" I kept both hands firmly pressed against Sam's shoulders. As I watched his face contort in unbearable agony, I felt completely unperturbed.

Elara said, “but it is accurate.” Celeste, standing near the edge of the light, looked out across the grounds as if she could already see movement forming in the dark. “Something else is coming,” she said. No one asked her to explain. She probably couldn’t, not yet. But everyone in the circle felt the truth of it. The audience with Alucard had ended one chapter of the problem. It had not ended the problem itself. Nico looked at the marks on his neck, at the women beside him, and at the figures standing guard over their fragile peace, and understood with a clarity that was almost painful:

Jephta muttered, and Kieran nodded. “Let's go on with the ritual,” Blue muttered, holding up a book. She told me everything I'd say, and what I'd do to pull her out of it, and I could only hope it'd work. “Don't go too deep. If she can't be pulled, it's definitely a deity at work, and she will have to fight out of it herself.” Blue muttered, laying me beside Nyx on the bed. She chanted some things on a rope, and she tied my hand to Nyx's. Almost immediately, I was plunged into a deep sleep.

Lareina reached for her phone to take a picture, her eyes lingering on the delicate brushstrokes that brought Wei Wuxian’s mischievous grin to life and the subtle shading around Lan Zhan’s calm, stoic expression. Meanwhile, Yvo’s eyes lingered a step behind her, drawn to Lan Zhan’s figure, dressed in a flowing white robe embroidered with intricate blue patterns that traced along the sleeves and hem like delicate ripples of water. As his gaze lingered, a strange, unsettling sensation washed over him, a feeling of profound familiarity, as though he had known this calm, unwavering presence somewhere deep within himself. A chill ran down his spine, subtle but undeniable.

Ansel was always like a frozen-hearted man. Xander was increasingly convinced that Ansel was totally overpowered by the charms of Ae Ri. His senses had gone away because of being intoxicated with love. What if Ae Ri was really Qeiza? Xander was still doing his investigation. He had to gather a lot of evidences before revealing all the facts that he knew about Ae Ri to Ansel. “Leave me alone!” “Did you kick me out?” “That’s good if you realized it.” “Okay. Just enjoy meditating in the dark!”

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.

And then, amidst the chaos, a single image emerged, sending a jolt of shock coursing through my veins. "There," Oksana whispered, her voice barely above a whisper as she pointed to a faint glimmer of light amidst the darkness. "That's where it is." I followed her gaze, my heart pounding in my chest as I beheld the source of Elijah's torment. There, nestled deep within his subconscious, was a tangled web of energy, pulsating with a sickly green hue that sent shivers down my spine. "What is that?" I asked, my voice trembling with fear as I stared at the malevolent presence lurking within Elijah's mind.

It felt really nice to be held in his arms, to be so close to him, to be able to smell him with every breath, and to bury her head on his chest whenever a scary scene came on. Before she knew it, it was already 2 AM in the morning and they were on their second Halloween movie of the night, Edward Scissorhands. Sierra, still in her dress, was sprawled on top of Colton. There were glasses of alcohol and all sorts of snacks scattered all around them. She was getting delirious due to the alcohol and the lack of sleep, and she started slurring words without having control over them. “Hey, Colton,” she said. “Hm?”