Blue Exorcist Renzo Novels & Stories

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

I looked down and saw blood spreading across my shirt. Renzo used my distraction to throw me off, scrambling to his feet. He was laughing, a horrible, rasping sound. "Looks like I get the last laugh after all, nephew." I tried to stand, but my legs wouldn't cooperate. The world was starting to spin, edges going dark. I heard more gunfire, more shouting, but it all seemed so far away. Then I saw Maddox. He appeared out of the smoke like an avenging angel, his ice-blue eyes locked on Renzo. He raised his gun, and I saw Renzo's face shift from triumph to terror.

My brows furrow as I process this new information. "What else have you discovered, Klaus?" "Renzo has led a low-key life since he faked his death in Italy. He's had several jobs, his current one being as a bouncer at a Brooklyn nightclub. Plus, he lives in a small apartment five blocks from work. He seems to live a quiet existence, with very little social interaction, save for a neighbor in her late 70s. Hans, always inquisitive, intervenes with a question: "Why has Renzo chosen to lead such a passive life? Is there something we don't know?"

Beatrice was looking at me curiously, as if trying to piece something together. “Where does your magic come from, Kenzie?” I looked to Bellamy so he could explain. I was still unsure about it all. “I know you’ll keep this private,” he said, looking at her directly. She scoffed but nodded. “She’s a direct descendant of Ezthamus Hecatheem,” he said, looking at me, again with pride shining in his eyes. I would have to get him to explain more. Luckily, Luca beat me to it. “What’s so special about this Ezthamus person?”

he stated. The 100 years demon's eyes suddenly sparked at the mention of the name "Zenia?"his voice boomed. He rushed to Rex with super speed and swiftly hijacked him by his neck lifting him off the ground "Did you say Zenia?"he thundered "Y...es"Rex chocked "Where is she? Who is she?" "She's human but I do not know where she is"Rex replied in a strangled voice. "Bring her to me!" He echoed, squeezing Rex's neck more and more as he eyes sparked with red pigment.

“You think this will kill me?” Ryker didn’t flinch. “No.” His voice was steady. “But it will kill them.” Another shriek. Elijah fell to his knees, fingers clawing at the dirt, his body shaking. Renzo moved. Fast. A blur of rage. But the second he stepped into the cloud, he staggered. His breath hitched. His pupils blew wide. His chest rose and fell—faster. Then slower. Shallower. I turned to Elara. She was trembling, hands gripping her stomach like she was trying to hold something inside.

"You should probably tell him that to his face, then. Speak of the devil..." I turned around. Renzo was walking toward us. He was wearing a plain black t-shirt, arms crossed, showing off forearms marked by grease and scars. He still had that inevitable lollipop in the corner of his mouth and that hoodlum stare that seemed to read me like an open book. "Well, well, Parisian... I didn't think I’d run into you in a place this sketchy. You looking for more trouble, or did you just get lost?" He stopped a yard away from me, radiating that scent of cold tobacco and speed that always made me nervous.

He likes riding his bike at night and he likes beating bad people and making them beg for mercy and that part I knew earlier. After we finish our dinner, Renzo comes behind me and places his hand on my eyes. "What are you doing?" I ask him. He just asked me to be quiet. "I am going to take my hands away but you have to keep your eyes shut till I count three. No peeking" he tells me. I nod my head. " Ok. One..two..and three open your eyes".

I offer, as if I stand a chance of coming up with another idea. She looks grim. “Please leave.” “I’m not leaving,” I tell her firmly. “If you don’t leave right now, I’m going to have to use magic. I don’t want to have to do that, when I need my strength for this spell,” she says calmly, although there is a storm in her eyes that is behind turbulent. I don’t want to end up like Chase, so I get up, pushing through the curtains into the outside world. I’m angry. Some innocent person is going to have their life ended because of this mess? Ren doesn’t deserve to live anymore, but it’s his original body. But Chase doesn’t have another body to go to. His one died years ago when his mother tried to

CHAPTER 7 GABRIEL Arianna was PISSED OFF cos that's the only time she would drop the "F" bombs. I turned my attention back to them and then noticed a guy I hadn’t seen earlier standing by my Bella and with his one arm around her waist while she just stood there like a statue and looked very uncomfortable. Who is this guy? I let out a low growl and made my way across the room towards them. "Long time no see Ari. Did you miss me?" I heard him say. "F**K YOU CAMERON AND GET YOUR FILTHY HAND OFF BELLA!!!" Arianna roared at him. "Ease up with the F**k word baby girl, you know you thoroughly enjoyed it when we f**ked, and you didn't seem to mind when this filthy hand gave you immense pleasure and