Demon Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

Blonde hair, blue eyes, a handsome face, so smooth without blisters, and he was even a student. He was no one, sixty years before he was born, in a body that wasn't his. And the Demon king, the one he killed, was still alive, walking around somewhere in this timeline, young, healthy and free. And he had not yet became the monster he killed. His mind was still spiraling, then a knock jolted him out. “Lysan, the combat exams start in about ten minutes, are you ready yet?” Another male voice came through from behind the door.

A moment later he returned, turning corporal once more and carrying her bags. "How did you do that?" He raised a brow, as if it were obvious. "I'm a spectral demon." "That is so cool. So you're like a ghost or something?" "Most humans who think they've seen a ghost are actually witnessing a spectral demon." Her curiosity racing she asked jokingly, "Can you go all Jedi and move things with your mind?" He cocked his head, as if he were about to give a lecture to a group of children. "Yes, when I go fully demonic I have telekinetic abilities. And I can't be harmed or killed. It makes my kind invaluable, especially on the battlefield."

Father Elias commanded. I opened my mouth wide, tongue out, as they erupted one after another. Thick ropes of hot cum painted my face, hair, tits, and open mouth. I swallowed what I could, the rest dripping down my body in obscene streams. Father Elias stepped forward one last time and shoved his cock back into my overflowing pussy, grinding deep to push all the mixed cum as far inside me as possible. “The demon is gone,” he declared triumphantly, though his eyes still glowed with dark satisfaction. “She has been thoroughly exorcised… for now.”

Invel My dad passed out when I went back to the living room his pulse already stopped. I don’t know what to do with this ring and I don’t really know how to use this notebook. Suddenly, a shadow came out from no where and starts to form as human. No! it has black wings it must be a demon. The demon started to walk towards me. His eyes look terribly bad maybe he doesn’t have sleep for years? his eyes are blue like mine and his hair is black that suited his suit with blue and black combination.

I looked just like Damon except that unlike his white robes, I wore the darkest shade of royal blue ones such that the next shade would have surely been black. “Oh my God ! Aztec was right !!” I heard my mom gasp. “The Beta Demon …. ” “CREON !” Mom and I uttered my Beta demon’s name together. What ?! I was a were-vamp-demon now ? What the- ? * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

A steady, heart stopping beat of slow heavy footsteps sounded loud in the still quiet of the room as the warlocks stopped chanting and became like tranced zombies, staring unseeing at the circle. Ruben and Kat watched as a large arm came up out of the hole holding a massive axe. Followed by the face of a great horned demon, his skin a strange bluish grey colour. As it climbed the stairs with deliberate slowness, avoiding the blue flames, it came to stand before them as the floor was suddenly back up and the demon stepped back away from the flames to the centre of the circle. Kat looked at it with distaste. “That’s not Lord Basille.”

The weapons glowed with strange symbols. "What–" Maddie began but started to cough. Smoke had filled the room. The burning demon was still running around the diner. The other three demons were crouched, and growling like rabid dogs, their saucerlike eyes glowing with a manic light. One of them let out a loud howl like a wolf and pounced towards Cassie. She screamed and there was a sudden hot burst of light as the sword in her hand blazed up. Cassie leaped forward, sweeping her weapon at the demon, her skirt billowing behind her. In the light of the Celestial Blade, the demon’s appearance was unpleasantly visible: black, scaly skin, a gaping black hole for a mouth, bulging, orblike eyes, and

We're getting close, I can almost feel the demon. The thick steel door is just how I remember it, gunmetal gray and at least four inches thick. Zack opens the combination latch with practiced ease; he doesn't seem nearly as nervous as I feel. The eerie silence that follows us in sends chills up my arms, but it's short-lived. We barely get inside before laughter completely floods the room. "I thought you'd never get here!" the Demon calls out. He's in a sturdy wooden chair, completely bound and chained to the floor. Zack was right, he looks nothing like Uncle John. His eyes are completely black and his skin has a clammy, yellow hue to it, almost as though the body has already died.

He spelled the word out slowly, as if even saying it might summon something dark. Jade narrowed her gaze at him, her skepticism clear. “Where exactly did you find this sample?” She looked at me with a mocking smirk on her face. Before he could respond, I reached out and placed my hand gently over his. “No, Chen,” I said with a soft smile, “it’s not the Devil. Just a demon. A powerful one, sure, but not the Devil.” I turned to Jade, my voice steady. “He helped us in a foreign land full of strangers. He’s a friend, not an enemy.”

His voice was deep and calm, yet there was something in it that Clairra finds alarming. “I asked, who are you not why you were here, demon!” The demon laughed mockingly and jumped down but remained in the shadow of the big tree. “Then I shall call you, human,” he says while stepping into the light. He had such human features that Clairra could not help her eyes widening. Demons can take any form but why is this one so human? Even his eyes weren’t red! He has marble electric blue eyes. Where did the crimson go? “Show me your true form!” She demanded.