Satan Blue Exorcist の小説・ストーリー

She whispered softly to her palm and immediately Twinie appeared before them. " Hmphh, I see you're making deals with the devil, sadly, your demon is still an amateur, girls," she looked at them and they brought their palms out and said together. "Dolly.." within a blink of an eye their demons were standing beside them. Octavia's eyes widened, a gasp escaping her throat. 'You gave us the same powers, why?' she questioned the devil in her head. "Poor princess, must have been on the moon already and then we broke you, again, you must be really strong by not shedding a tear, I admire you." Danica said, sarcasm hovering allover her comment.

he hissed “You have no idea about what Rebel’s real brutality truly means.. If you want to know what it is.. Go and see the state Mita is in,” *Dang!* “What.. what has Mita got to do wi.. With your brutality?,” She had opened her eyes wide and turned to face him, cold sweat trickled down her temples and fear gripped her as she stared into his demonic, bloodshot eyes Why would a demon talk about Satan like he himself was a saint? All Hearts!!

Suyi thought that the beast she would be fighting was the same as the ones she had fought for the past few minutes. But it seemed that she was doomed to fail the very first mission she took. Although souls can no longer die except being dissolved to nothingness, against a beast, they could be captured and trapped as a source for their power. It is either you kill the beast, or the beast will suck your soul away. Right now she is fighting a beast called Cerberus, it is a giant 3 headed dog, they are strong creatures but they are not rare individuals, unlike unicorns or phoenixes and faes.

his eyes darkened, and he flicked his tongue over the inside of her thigh, "I believe you requested a story." She whimpered her annoyance, but as he pulled back and stood, the evidence of his arousal pressed tightly against his grey woollen trousers. Sapphira's mouth went dry. The soft clink of crystal dragged her thoughts back to the matter at hand. "Asra is unlike Venelia in many ways, but perhaps the most startling difference is that magic is much stronger there. There are magical beings that most wolves have never even heard of, let alone seen. My father hunted these beings, burned their homes, and slit their throats, all in the name of the crown.

Another templar collapsed and I started looking for the leader, but he was already standing in the corner, watching me with a smirk on his face. And in his hand... Oh no, not that, please! “I banish you from this world, demon! By the power and the will of the Church...” Words fell on my head like rocks, and the crystal symbol of the Church gleamed in the templar’s hand. Apparently, he was a powerful exorcist who was never parted from the tools of his trade. “By the blood of the servitors and their sacrifice...” I felt that I was being pushed out of the world, literally. It was as if a vortex was pulling me in, and all I could do was to helplessly try to catch hold of something.

Moans sounded around us, hair was thrown about and I saw more skin now than I had on the jacuzzi night in Samael's realm. Luzo and Aemun were nowhere to be seen. When I looked at Samael, I almost choked on air. He stared at Fay's back with a knife in his hand. Which he was licking. His eyes were intent and dark, like a true demon, and he snapped his head to me when he felt my eyes on him. Staring into Satan's eyes, I knew his demon had almost taken over. I don't know if it was the drunkenness, the essence that Adrian was releasing or something else, but Satan stared back at me. Not Samael. His eyes were black.

A reminder of Andrew's blood. The sickening scene of his hand being cut off, and throat being slit replays in my mind. It's so vivid I can not push the dark memory away. I am damaged myself but I never met someone as ruined as Saint. He knows how to make hell home. He wears the smell of blood and death like perfume. Which made me think how dark can Saints' past be to turn him into a heartless monster?

“Don’t you dare pretend you understand. You're just like your mother! “ I said and stood up from my chair. But he pulled me by my wrist. “ Don't you dare say that,Taylor. I'm nothing like that witch who took everything away from me. You had no idea what I had to endure! “ Then a forced smile appeared on my lips. “ Now…you know how it feels. How..someone you trust to protect you, love you betrayed your trust and ran away. “ His eyes softened. For a moment I thought I was getting to him. Surprisingly, his gaze faltered and he hoarsed. “ We can talk about our redemption on the way. Let's leave.” I felt a chill run down my spine at his words, but I refused to let him see how much it shook me. He

Chapter 64: Santa Cruz Night Tuesday – The Day The next morning, sunlight slanted through the tall arched windows of BludHeaven Academy’s cafeteria, turning the polished marble floors into pools of liquid gold. The usual morning chaos was in full swing: younger students darting between tables, trays clattering, the rich scent of fresh coffee mingling with warm pastries and something faintly metallic that only the older vampires seemed to notice.