Novel & Cerita Kuroshitsuji Claude Faustus

The ashes of the beasts gross him out as he rid all its traces on his body. Even if showered himself with a sanitizer, Klauss felt the feeling of committing suicide just to get rid of the ashes and possible diseases that he gets from it. For a vampire that only one weapon can kill, Klauss is a dramatic vampire that ever existed. He's a complete neat freak. "I don't like this. Why does she have to be human?" Mort uttered beneath his lip as he eyed the girl standing next to his father. His deep gaze traces down from her face down to her reddish-pink plump lips.

The ruler at that time was Draco Vahemir - the strongest Vahemir there is to exist. Each and every member of the Infernal bloodbath pack is born with a special ability, their teeth contains poison strong enough to kill a person within seconds. They are not like every regular werewolf out there. They are stronger, faster than the usual werewolf. I flip through the pages and stop at a prophesy. It is a drawing. A stake in a lady's chest, she is in the arms of a man, his head buried on her chest. I flip to the next page, there is another drawing. The woman is in his arms, his head is backwards, his mouth is widened- he should be screaming. There is no caption in either of the picture. The drawi

"Yes, we have successfully captured the alchemist's ten heart pieces and destroyed them, and I was able to store the energy. All of this is due to Claudius.” "So what? Did Claudius pass away or live?” I yelled without even considering that my vision was already hazy to the point that they had to leave me alone. In the interim, I cling to Auster's garment and beg him to accept that everything I know is a lie. Only then will I be able to forgive him for those remarks? He doesn't appear to talk much, though, and I've never even heard of him. Then, in an instant, the light vanished, and blackness engulfed me.

The room falling into silence around us. My eyes drift to his, his fiery orbs seem to look into the depths of my soul, like he could read every secret, both dark and light that resides there. A knowing smile spread on his face, momentarily lighting his handsome face before his expression returned to one of casual indifference, as if they were only discussing the weather. He moves his gaze to rest on my uncle, before he whispers into my ear. “Perhaps you may be entitled to the role of Princess of the Underworld after all.” With his last words playing in her ears, he moves back to sit in his chair. Falling into conversation with the man sat next to Lucas, who I have now found out is Malphas, L

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

Jacques. Several Ultara students had been hospitalized within a single week; this had broken the school record. Is there really a psychic vampire in our school? Ever since Jacques set foot in the Ultara Academy, students started losing consciousness for no reason. Could she be the cause? But something came to disagree with my hypothesis. If Jacques was a vampire, then I could have recognized her, but she smelled and looked human like everyone else. How could she be some kind of devil spawn? Maybe jealousy had clouded my mind. Maybe I should rest with the belief that I was just insane.

' 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

The car stopped in front of me, and I covered my eyes with shaking hands. From the driver's side appeared a tall, powerful figure. His chiselled features, so much like Eric's, made my heart skip a beat. But it wasn't Eric, I realised as he got closer. This stranger had a muscular frame, broad shoulders, and stood around 6'2". His thick lashes framed his piercing blue eyes, which gleamed in the twilight. Robust face structure with a defined jawline highlighted his rugged attractiveness. His face was framed by finely dishevelled dark hair. A faint smile softened his features as he approached. "Alex," I said as realisation set in. He was the first son of the illustrious Wilson family and Eric's

she murmured, crouching down to place her palm over the maid's chest. A dark, swirling mist began to emanate from Lust's body, sinking into the maid's form. The air grew heavy, crackling with unholy energy as Lust's essence invaded the woman. The maid's body arched violently, her hands clawing at the ground, and her eyes snapped open—now glowing with an eerie, crimson hue. The transformation was complete.

Claude stood at the staircase, his twin blades a whirlwind of silver as he cut down attackers in council colors. Then he froze mid-swing. His eyes widened, his body locking as though caught in invisible chains. A figure stepped from the smoke—shadowed, inhuman. One clean arc of their blade sent Claude’s head tumbling. “CLAUDE!” Odessa’s scream tore through the inferno as his body crumpled. In the grand hall below, Adonis knelt on cracked marble, his massive frame hunched over Lucien. The younger Valentine’s skin blistered and split, black fire consuming him from within.