Claude Kuroshitsuji Novels & Stories

It was annoyingly perfect and he didn’t come alone. Behind him, warriors clad in dark, intricate armor moved swiftly, their movements precise as they restrained the Kota fighters. The Kota warriors were quickly tied up with strange, glowing chains that pulsed with energy. I narrowed my eyes at the man as he walked towards me in a causal manner. He stopped close enough that I could feel his strong presence. He tilted his head slightly and smiled slightly. “I can see why they are after you.” His voice was smooth, deep, and way too confident for my liking.

I gently placed her on the ground as far away from the curling mist as I could, and after lingering on her hair for a little too long, I made myself get up. I hissed and slid my claws free. I growled into the shadows, "Come on." The closest person lunged. I raked my claws through its chest, meeting it halfway. There was no opposition. The shape vanished as if it had never existed, exploding into mist. I whirled, cutting at the next. It also disbanded. One more, one more. No matter how many I struck down, the figures always regenerated and seemed just out of my grasp, their numbers constant.

Claude sighed, “His name is Vladimir, by the way. I don’t know what he wants with me.” “Really though? You don’t know anything at all?” “Well a witch once told me that I’m gifted…” “You think you have powers of some kind?” “I’m not a witch.” Claude said defensively. “I know you’re a werewolf Claude but you could be a hybrid or well, just special.” Claude shrugged not knowing how to feel about that, “Well I can read minds occasionally.” She whispered. “No way! Have you ever read my mind?” Claude stared at her, “No, Nuella. I haven’t.” She said. “Why are you acting so chill about this? That’s not normal.”

She walked down to where Kyle was and tapped on his shoulder , Kyle turned to look at her , a look of sympathy and consolation in his eyes . " Is something the matter ?" said Kyle a little loudly as the crowd had broken into chatter once Rubeus was gone . " With his own sword - I'm telling you . The third master of Kaisen, actually harmed the heir of Clodis " " Yes - Yes . I saw it. ..His sword was dripping with blood and Sir Clodis was lying on the ground with this big slash on his arm , I swear I could see his bone sticking out - it was that deep " said a woman with tears in her eyes

Elysia defeated each of them effortlessly, offering constructive criticism to every student. Finally, it was Kuro's turn. Kuro cupped his hands and simply said, "Hello," before taking his fighting stance. Elysia recognized him and said, "Your name is Kuro, right? I didn't expect to see the outcasted heir of the Hale family here." Kuro's emotions stirred at the mention of his former surname. "I have forsaken that surname, Miss Elysia. Now, I am just Kuro." Elysia smiled. "Well, I hope that doesn't affect your progress."

"Thank you, Aunt Cleo. This means a lot to me." The pendant Aunt Cleo gave Aqua was nothing short of mesmerizing. Crafted from sterling silver, the pendant was shaped like a delicate crescent moon, symbolizing the mysterious and potent nature of Aqua's powers. At the center of the crescent nestled a large, oval-cut gemstone that was uniquely clear, like a drop of captured morning dew. The clarity of the stone made it particularly special, as it reflected Aqua's emotional state, changing color with her mood. Intricate filigree work adorned the crescent moon, with tiny symbols and runes etched into the silver, each representing protection and strength. The craftsmanship was exquisite, making i

I asked putting my hands on my hips. Cynthia, of course, was the first to speak. "You said there's a way to save the zombies-" "First off they are not zombies. Not in the traditional sense. They do not feed on you, they feed on your soul. Soul Eaters," I explained in a rather snarky tone. Did I mention I was really tired? "Whatever," she brushed it off. "How? And how do you know this?" "It's hard to explain how I know this and most of it is unbelievable anyway," I started running my hand through my hair.

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

“Obscura.” To his Cheshire-like smile and the forbidden ability he now holds and plays through time and space. He who is considered and depicted as the perfect ally and puppet of Him is more than the loyalty he swears and brings unto his master. For just like the life he holds now and the body he barrows, he is a two-faced coin, but with both the dread and horror of a devil’s death reaper. “Would you like to hear a beautiful death lullaby?” Offering her gift that he gifted unto her. He nods as he sits on the couch, listening to the death melody that started to play, along with the glass mirror that reflected the sleeping soul of this world’s original Kyle, as the little doll lay the message.

“Just as I thought, it’s a blood curse that I’ll be able to get rid of with no real issue, but sadly I’m going to need your mate’s blood to do so.” “But what do we do with this asshole until then?” “Calm, Prince Sephiroth, we sadly are going to keep him alive till I break this curse.” “The name is Kefka, and if you don’t show me the respect I deserve. I might have to rip out your disrespectable tongue.”