Satan Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

Without Don Basco's knowledge, the real devil was the young man in front of him—a devil who is hiding in human flesh with an innocent face, waiting for the right moment to attack his enemy and make them feel what hell is like. Seth smiled and decided to stand up. “È la vostra scelta. Hai già ricevuto il mio ultimo avvertimento, Don Basco (It’s your choice. You’ve already received my final warning, Don Basco),” he said with a warning. “Enjoy your coffee.” He added with meaning before starting to walk away. Don Basco smiles, believing he has won over Seth— to the Corpuz Famiglia at the time. However, after a few steps, Seth looked into his watch and began to count.

I've encountered this demon. Satan. I'm sweating profusely, my heart is pounding, I'm furious. I hate him so much. He comes out of the shower and walks towards me. - Can you untie me? - No, - No? - Yes, you'll stay like this all night. - You are disgusting, selfish, and... - Damn it, Sibelle, - Damn you, sir, damn you, damn you. - I see you have energy to spare, my dear....

The sun begins to lower through the sky, leaving orange glints reflecting off all the metals in the satellite dishes and vents that lead up here. I walk briskly closer until I'm completely behind him, watching his ink-covered back muscles tense with every blow. -Azael- I say this time, trying to normalize my breathing. Amon hits the bag looser before turning around. His torso is naked and a few beads of sweat fall down his black-colored body. His mouth is ajar to breathe easier and his chest goes up and down frantically. -What are you doing here? -question. His voice makes me shiver.

They had done their best, and now it was ok to let others take over. “Blackie, I am so glad to be Soother!! Even if I go berserk, what can I do? Make a lot of people nice and cozy?” “…If you are a normal Soother that can’t do a reverse soothing, then yes. But since you are an SS-rank, your power rampage would probably cause everyone in the vicinity to go berserk.” ╮(╯∀╰)╭ Noah suddenly felt an onset of cold sweat, “…if I was to… you know… go berserk… could you, like… knock me out without killing me?”

That was when I realized I could no longer have an erection. My penis was like a wilted plant that could never come to life again. When Eva saw it, she turned around and left without a word. I let out a bitter chuckle. Karma came sooner than I'd thought. Desire was a double-edged sword. I finally understood now. Unfortunately, I could never feel the joy of being a man again. Fortunately, I would never be trapped by satyriasis again either.

This was the raw, beautiful chaos of his existence. But something was wrong. Wrapped around the silver pillars of his humanity were thick, pulsating red chains. They looked like rusted iron, smelling of oil and blood. They were tightening, crushing the silver light, suffocating it. “INTRUDER DETECTED.” The voice boomed from everywhere and nowhere. The red chains suddenly animated, rearing up like cobras. Scarlett didn't flinch. In this mental world, she was her true self—the Grand Exorcist. Her jade brush was now a spear of pure golden light.

Annie looked too young to be here, too beautiful to be let out. And the sight of Balor sitting next to her made something dark crawl up my spine. I hated it. I hated the way he looked at her, the way he leaned close into her to hear her over the sound of the music. I hated the way his hand rested too close to hers on the table. My hands folded into fists by my side. “Are you even listening to me?” Samantha breathed beside me, pulling my attention away. “Not particularly.” I didn’t try with her. There was no need to.

When Damien, Darius, and Dante got into the office the three of them began pacing up and down in the office-wide space. “Draven was acting possessed,” Darius suddenly said. “That's the only explanation there is to the action he was taking, it seemed like his soul had left his eyes!” Damien shouted as fear which was a strong and scary emotion seemed to want to drag him down but he knew very well he couldn't because this was the time his people needed him the most and most especially his brother.

Crystal, her curiosity piqued, raised an eyebrow and asked, "So, you guys are like some sort of black smoke?" Sathanas, one of the demons, stepped forward and transformed into a strikingly handsome human form. Crystal couldn't help but be amazed by his appearance. "Oh my God, you're absolutely gorgeous," she exclaimed, her eyes widening in disbelief. "I never thought demons could be this... attractive." Damien glared at Sathanas with a mix of anger and frustration. "Leave us.” he commanded, his voice laced with authority. "Why?." Crystal questioned, her curiosity getting the better of her.

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.