Dark Magician And Blue-eyes Fusion Novels & Stories

fuck, his eyes. Even half-lidded with pain, they burn into me, They’re a startling, unnatural green, Witches don’t have eyes like that. Ours are violet, or ice-blue, or the hollow black of a starless night. I crouche lower, my white hair, dyed black under my glamour The illusion is perfect brown eyes instead of purple, a human’s duller aura instead of the normal witch beauty Damian’s trembling hand lifts, His fingers smudged with his own blood, and he cups my jaw.

My blue hair fell beyond my shoulders, representing everything I was destined to be rather than being the object of youthful awe. As I fixed the silver circlet Alpha Derek had given me for the mating ritual, my hands shook a little. The thought of him made my heart skip a beat. Prophecy and duty had entwined our futures as we grew up together. I had noticed the tender grin he kept for me and the warmth in his black eyes, even though our interactions had always been professional and closely watched by the pack elders. I was startled out of my reverie by a gentle knock on my door. I called and said, "Come in," hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel.

Their bodies were seen shining so dazzlingly in blue. Virando also emitted his blue power. His whole and entire body was seen shining so dazzlingly in blue as well. He subsequently absorbed Hades’ and Sugar Aquarius’ blue lights. He then combined the three of their blue lights becoming a quite massive and gigantic blue ball above all of them.

"Now quickly! Drink just two exact sips. Don't go past 2!" Of course the clone spell, but what did this have to do with breaking the curse? Just before he passed out, another Dominic appeared behind him. This one however was fully awake, and had a slight difference about him. You really have to focus to see. The clone had one of Dominic's Icy blue eyes, and also one of Morgana's Hazel eyes. "Whoa, there's two of you." "Wait! That was real? This entire time I thought I was crazy. I kept the wolves hidden because I've been obsessed with trying to figure out what went wrong. I really do miss my brother Liza." He began sobbingly.

Everyone moved away from those two since we had no idea what was going to happen. Her stream of light hit his outstretched palm. His head tilted backwards, and a bolt of green went into the air. The light cut off, making it to where there was only blue going upwards. Holy fucking hell! It worked. “You are brilliant,” he praised her. “None of our people have ever considered that possibility. This, as a whole, could definitely help our side out. We have fourteen Mystic dragons. Then we have two who are vampire/dragon hybrids but don’t have dragon forms but do have elemental magic. I’d love to see later if this would work for them as well.”

My power and Audra's maybe contradicting, just like our personalities, but these are also the best amalgamated to maintain our balance. As of cue, we give our final blow as we both scream in too much pain. It is like our own power was being removed from us. We are starting to release our last card. Our dragons. From my merlot fire, a petrifying merlot red dragon take a shape as it breaths its own fire. It takes its wings and glides by the winds. Another roar echoes in the four corners of our spacious room. Our of Audra's ice mist, another colossal dragon materializes. Unlike mine, it has sapphire blue scales around its body and has a pair of arctic blue eyes that makes it much more terrifyin

(Incase you're confused with this 'potus' word , the author combined two words to form this one which are Pious, that means holy, and potent, which means powerful. So combining them we get our 'potus'.) "What's a potus crystal, and why is it in your chest? Are you injured or something?! And what do you mean she was a human?" " No, I'm not injured, potuses are very precious crystals to us as they are the main source of our incomparable powers which the demons crave, and you're going to develop a potus in your chest too. Very soon. Bethany was a normal human but you aren't." My eyes widened at her statement. My body was still, still as a cold corpse. " That's why I'm telling you all these. Wha

she spun back toward the leather bag, "the control Batsheva has is subtle and it's tied to Odette. Blood magic." I shuddered even as my brain made one more connection. "Gram," I said. "The Dumont power isn't blue. It's kind of purple." She grinned at me, hopping up and down in a happy jig. "I didn't overestimate you after all. Why is that, Syd?" Because blue and red made purple. "Oh. My. Swearword." She tapped the side of her nose with one finger. "Exactly. More blood magic." I didn't shudder this time. I was too overwhelmed with the truth. "But why didn't anyone notice?"

Herschel Lancaster’s pupils became larger, and the whites of his eyes became smaller. Toward the end, the whites completely disappeared. An ambiguous smile appeared on his face. “Turns out that you’re actually someone with a true legacy, one that can work with demonic cultivation. The combination of Yin and Yang will allow us to fuse! Hehe. You’re a beautiful woman yourself, and I happen to like that. You can stay behind and become my lover!” Herschel said.

This is S class, other than Persia who’s able to do it, I’m sure someone else is capable of doing so— I need to gather as much information as I can. “Kronos, aside from storage magic— could you use any other magic spells?” Kronos and Rumelia splendidly did two-key magic. They were able to activate easily as if it was any other day. “Nil.” He shakes his head with a serious look. …Perhaps I have been putting my expectations a little too high. What about Blaze? Turning himself into a dragon requires two-key magic too. “Blaze—” “Tch, don’t talk to me…!”