Gehenna Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

Jenna said and Bluey sigh "He should face me not those innocent girls. He killed some already. Oh God"She muttered , throwing worried glances at the door occasionally. Jenna joined her on the bed. Her gaze moved to the eyes tattooed under Bluey's breast cuz Bluey was wearing a Corp top "It's beautiful. Who ever drew this is indeed talented and skillful"She said tracing her fingers on it Suddenly they heard another scream. A mighty roar split the air as Angelo reached the pinnacles of pleasure and pain followed by the screams of girls.

Gisella and Gunner stayed back and continue their flirting. Cillian and I stroll to a group of gorgeous ladies, all dressed in elaborately bejeweled dresses of the most stunning shades of blue. Dark blue, baby blue, sky blue, glittery blue, green blue, anything blue. I’m guessing, just like me, they want to pay homage to the Blue Blood Pack, hence the blue gowns.

She looked quite beautiful in those huge jackets she put on with the flying rough sack which had some of her materials. Zeres didn't even bother answering her question about telling her his name, it would be good if she doesn't even know that his name was Zeres Hades was his name. His eyes kept scrutinizing the girl and of course, Abi noticed the weird stare. But she said nothing to dissuade him from doing that, she herself was starting to like the spirit he carried about him. Although, his aura felt somewhat terrible but she didn't falter nor feel scared. Zeres was stunned, he believed that this was the highest he could scare a human girl away without showing the full demon in him.

The group exploded in bewildered murmurs around me. "What?" With my voice barely audible above the escalating commotion, I managed to murmur. A woman emerged from the shadows as Derek turned away. When I saw her, my breath caught in my throat. Her eyes and blue hair were exactly like mine. She reminded me of a mirror, but there was cruelty in her smile that I hoped I would never see in myself. Derek said, "Everyone," and put his hand on the woman's shoulder. "This is my real mate, Angel. "The actual chosen one."

However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily. But it can only be done if she willingly accepts to go through the whole process and is not forced to do so. According to Amanda, she happened to be the 'blue-blooded' female and this was her sixth reincarnation and Amanda's fifth reincarnation. They both had a chance meeting when she was fleeing from those that captured her after being tortured for several days to concede

“During the Swarm War… Kojin got injured. One of the last battles. He was bleeding out. His blood hit the ground—and it was gold. Liquid gold. Ichor. I thought I was hallucinating from blood loss. But I wasn’t. Kojin was a god. His blood *was* ichor.” She lowered her gaze—locked on me. “I studied at Storm Academy in Utah. And before that—in Shambhala. Ancient texts. Vampire physiology, divine anatomy, the old wars. Every single one said the same thing: the blood of gods is golden ichor. Not red. Not silver. Gold. Pure. Eternal.” She narrowed her eyes—sharp, searching. “Nico… have you ever met your biological parents?” The question landed like a stone in still water. I felt Elara’s hand tight

“You’re next.” Micca looked terrified. But then she shook herself. “I don’t know why I’m worried. There won’t be any goddess that claims me.” She laughed and pulled the lighter to her, getting her bowl ready as I slipped into the chair. Hanna sat in the chair I just left. As I turned to her, she was already dripping her blood into the bowl. I slipped my fingers through hers and in moments, dark blue smoke filled the air in front of her. “No way.” Her whisper was soft, but the goddess in front of her chuckled.

I'm so excited that I'm getting hard just thinking about the scene that will occur in a few minutes. Jessblue is a goddess all on her own with the body all female Bampires wish they had! She is beautiful in all ways imaginable. She is not your ordinary everyday Bampire that roams around Bluestoria. She is like no other female that I’ve seen. She has big voluptuous breasts with a thickness of beautiful curves you can only imagine.

Changing into many forms “I command you, Gyllou to return to the infernal realm, Susan is protected from all evil.” Strong winds begin to blow and an earthquake which seemed to shake only the warehouse ensued, I began saying some words in Latin. It seemed like a short sentence and I increased my tone each time I repeated the words. The earthquake was really powerful but I didn’t move or stagger almost as if there was no earthquake at all. I am now actively yelling the Latin words at the demon. “No! This can’t be!” She started to scream trying to resist the powers of the Almighty. Gyllou manifests herself through a black smoke which envelopes her body.

When he looks back at me, his eyes have changed. His irises are lost in the shadow of his sclera. The latter has taken to two shades―obscene halfway from the top, then bloody below―with blue scanty veins pulling over them. At first, I thought it was just his supernatural eyes, just like that of Xaulfur. Yet, somehow, I feel that his inhuman state is not a threat to me. It is not as if I trust the old hag, I just trust the feeling of warmth I usually have when around him. However, it soon hit me.