Iruma X Asmodeus Novels & Stories

Forsaking the ability to be a man would be far easier. Ashrac's newest toy is a drone used by the earth realm's U.S. military, or so he tells me. It doesn't work, but Ashrac broke it down and rebuilt it so he knows everything it can do. Acasia explained over tea that Dmitri, an earth realm vampire and friend, is creating documentation so Ashrac can attend one of earth's scientific colleges in about twenty-five years. It will be good for him.

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

you might be wondering how they look like, right? Hmm, mm.... Let's see. Asmodeus has light blonde hair with the tips dyed white. He's dressed like every single person I've seen so far, in the Victorian style but more black and white, I mean he kind of looks like Yin and Yang decided to paint his clothes today. Still, what's really intriguing about him are his eyes. They are golden but with a blue hue in the middle. They look enchanting and mesmerizing. Guess that's why every girl or woman wants to be with him. Lucifer has blonde-platinum hair, like every other demon he is dressed in the Victorian style, but his eyes are another thing. Stormy gray eyes, what a coincidence.

All of them, except for Nazir and Alina, bow their heads, glass shattering in their hands as they grit their teeth from the harshness that's straining the pack bond. Malphas slowly walks around the table, his back muscles coiled like springs ready to pop. He carries the pitcher in one of his hands. As he reaches the wolf that called to me, he grabs his glass and pours mead. I watch, my throat dry as effects take hold of my body. I can't sense it. But my body is responding strangely. Gideon's influence was barely a breeze. This... is something different. Malphas slams the pitcher down and grabs the wolf's hair, tugging his head back, straining his neck.

When she met his eyes, she saw that they glowed. "Brandur?" she gasped. Brand wrestled for control of his wolf. He hadn't planned to complete the final step of the bond this way, but whatever was happening was too strong for him to fight. "I'm sorry, Elskede," he gritted out, his growing canines starting to slur his speech. Before she could respond, he struck, biting down on the tender flesh between her shoulder and neck. Her tattoos pulsed even brighter and her body convulsed with pleasure as the final stage of the bond overtook her.

“Hit me. Hard.” “I don’t want to—” “Then you’ll never survive the Blood Moon.” Mara’s tone was flat, not unkind. “Hit me.” Ava swallowed, lifted the staff, and swung. Mara deflected it easily with her forearm and sent it spinning out of Ava’s grip. “Again.”

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Bearing both of our weights as my legs were hooked over his hips and he balanced one of my shins in his palm. “Then why do you look like that?” With wolf eyes? He cleared his throat. “You’ll understand soon enough, Sam.” I slid off his back to call after his back. “I hate it when you say that.” He swept a hand through his shining black hair. Not even bothering to look back. “I know that.” *** JAECAR Annoyance was written over Jaecar’s face. “You can be just as angry as you want.” Draven, The Asara Alpha was staring back at his dark Border Guard, his wide arms crossed over his chest. “Doesn’t change the fact.”

Erden curses, pressing his back against the wall and tilts his head back. "I'm so sorry." Tamarra mutters in sobs. Her voice sounds like an echo in my head. I try hard not to cry my heart out right now. I plop down on a chair and hold my exploding head in my hands. I feel a supportive hand rest on shoulder. I look up and see Azure smiling at me. "He is going to be fine, I'm sure." I nod, trying to believe in his words. Azure takes a seat by my side and right now, I just need a shoulder to cry. Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly.

The creature stepped forward, its colossal claws digging into the sand, and a deep, resonant voice echoed through the arena—more felt than heard. “You have awakened forces beyond your control. This path leads only to ruin.” I stepped forward, raising my hands as energy surged, responding not with fear but with defiance. “Then let ruin come,” I replied. “Because from ruin, we will build a new world.” Ryu growled low beside me, shifting fully into his hybrid form, fur bristling with power and eyes blazing with battle fury. He lunged at the creature with ferocity born from years of pain and betrayal, each striking a desperate attempt to shatter the ancient force that sought to crush us.