Blue Exorcist Ukobach Novels & Stories

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 snakes its way up my leg, binding me in its grip. Before I can react, I'm pulled into a dimly lit room. Four figures emerge from the shadows, their faces obscured by dark cloaks. But there's something different about them. Their cloaks are lined with a deep blue, and each of them has a strange, intricate design etched onto their left eye. Women. They are female members of Umbra’s cult. But why is it blue? I try to struggle against the mist, but it holds me fast. I can feel its icy grip tightening around me, draining my energy. I focus my celestial power, channeling it into a protective shield. The mist recoils, unable to penetrate my defenses.

"Bla-chi-ver-fys-wix-duz-eto." Marlena tried to entrap his departing spirit, which elevated from his body. She created a blue magical cage that compressed him until it went, poof! Disappearing and teleporting his hand to his master. Though his solid frame turned spongy and fermented with his stinking, black blood foaming. Blayne, Duke, and Raj morphed into their human forms with jumpy nerves that caused their muscles to twitch. All eyes stared at the deceased enemy. “Well, that was fun.” Duke coughed and fanned like that could eliminate the horrendous faecal odor. “This has got to be the worst battle we fought where the enemy’s stench alone is enough to kill you.”

Black blood poured out and sizzled as it dropped on the earth. Almost instantly, the wound healed up. The three figures started chanting a strange spell and blue smoke billowed out from the crystal. The smoke swirled and images could be seen on it. There was a girl with purple hair and silver eyes, and then it changed to another scene where a massive beast prowled around aggressively. It was a lycan. The scene changed again to another where a bright beam of light emanated from the purple haired girl. Her eyes were glowing brightly, and she was staring straight at the hooded figures.

Her eyes widened when she saw the first thing written there. "An ash from the church fireside and a dark blue?!" She read out loud for the Lord to look up. "We will go get them together, there is no need to make Declan go that far." The Lord mumbled with a sigh, as he began to straighten his booth so they would go out. "How could the dark blue be needed for this Milord? Isn't that the flower used by the witches to wipe the whole vampire that time?" "You did say you burnt it all that day at the garden of love Milord. We can never get it again." Beatrice said, horror laced in her voice and face.

Isaac pulled out a bat from behind one of his furniture and started toward the back door. I grabbed him by the arm and wanted to stop him. "Stay away," I whispered in panic. He put his index finger to his lips and I was silent. Isaac walked over to one of the back windows and at that very moment Ezra appeared on the other side of the window. My heart skipped when I saw him even though Isaac didn't seem that surprised. Ezra had a black hood and black gloves, he was out of the house but it was obvious that he would not be for long because he had an ax in his hand. He looked very determined to enter. What was he trying to do?

Mazikeen ask “Do you want me to take it out?” Abaddon said with a grin on his face “No, I do not. See this host of mine is frail and old, I need a new host” “Lucky for you humans breed like animals, make your choice” Abaddon takes a sip from his drink “He knows that. He doesn’t want just any human. He wants the Exorcist's child, am I right?” she stares at him Asmodeus takes a sip from his glass as he stares at it for a minute before looking up at Abaddon who is eagerly waiting for him to speak

Didn’t deal with it. Walked into Cole Tower on Monday morning completely unprepared. Not for the lobby. Not for Mrs. Hale’s three rules. Not for the fifty-second floor or the penthouse or the double doors at the end of the hall. Not for the voice behind them. Send him in. Low. Quiet. The kind of voice that had never needed volume to be obeyed. I walked through the doors. He was behind the desk. Dark hair. A jaw that looked exactly as unforgiving as his photographs suggested. And his eyes, pale grey, almost silver, looking just past my shoulder. Not at me. Through me. Past me.

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.