Satan Blue Exorcist Novels & Stories

His kind of violet aura matches my red aura perfectly- almost even but then our other brother, Belphegor II steps in with his blue aura getting between us and pushing us to the walls. He said, "Stop this childish act. Tate got the initial contract and if he doesn't get it through then we can steal the opportunity-" "Oh, I'm sure he won't get it through." Mortem scoffed, "He's soft like his dad- falling for a human." "You shouldn't really make me mad." They both gulped. Despite our powers, I still hold the ruler of hell's power- Satan is decreeded the strongest and that power flows within me. They knew I am still more powerful than they can ever be.

More like the result of a human and chicken copulating! The angel raised its arm and blasted Satiana with a powerful rainbow blast! But the moment it reached Satiana it vanished into nothing As if it was swallowed in a moment… There Satiana stood up, a bone-chilling grin on her face as her hair blackened and her eyes shimmered like a pair of blood moons The angel felt a great sense of danger… the fear it felt… was something she never experienced! Because what stood in front of her was not just some mere human girl… but someone that crawled her way out of the depths of

Neither the figure stopped his steps back until it hold Bella with two gigantic hands. Satan glared at the child for longer periods while the child swatted her legs and hands, but the helplessness wasn’t ready to end. Pretty much it looked like Satan was going to kill that child. But instead of that, Xavier saw Satan kiss that girl on the forehead and a red veil covered her. “You’ll live and we’ll meet.” Placing the unconscious child on the bed, Satan disappeared from that room. Consequently, the mist turned neutral, and Xavier looked down at the woman, whose eyes shed tears. He didn’t know why everything made him confused and out of place. Not having any idea how his watching memories could

She was the worst. "I’ll come back later," I said, already backing away. Lexi nodded knowingly. She got it. No one wanted to be around when Satan was in one of her moods. I had just turned to leave when the air changed. Flames. Heat. Doom. Lord Satan arrived. She was petite—barely five feet—but carried enough destruction in her aura to raze kingdoms. Pale white skin. Blood-red hair that burned at the tips. Eyes like molten coal. Fuck my luck.

It had baffled when he was just a mere mortal, but it floored him now as a demon. Her stubborn will to be both defiantly strong and soft in his hands had caused the sadistic side of Young to rear its head in Blood, pushing for an opportunity to turn her to clay. It never made any sense how she embodied love and light at all times, even when the harsh parts of herself were shown. The demon side of Young couldn’t help but want, damn near need, to crush that light out of her. In the same token, her display of blind trust in him was a gift he never wanted to take for granted so he was torn, now more than ever.

“Shall I introduce myself once more?” Drawing a sinister smile unto his face, he proudly presents them his very identity. To the God that held him as IT’s holder, but with the flame that is neither an ally nor a foe. He is the cursed child, the cursed twin, and branded as Satan’s son with the blue flame he holds. “Arthur Gomez, holder of the elemental flame, Satan’s son as you all know and brand me be. The Maiden’s destined partner and Daniela’s twin.”

Was he a relic seeking refuge or was the most notorious pack’s secret weapon? “You can fix her right?” Satake chipped in, disrupting my thoughts. “Or at least give me answers.” He said that and muttered a threat. One that my prickly ears caught very well. The Beta of the Crow pack already believed this was the work of a witch or at least a magic practitioner and he swore to have that person’s head once we gave him answers. I ignored his very capable threat and chose to get to work. I needed to exorcise Candice out of this poor soul. I immediately fished out my spellbook and flipped it to the exorcism section. It was a branch based spell. It was a bit difficult but it only required blood aton

His countenance, a haunting testament to the cataclysmic clash that had transpired, bore witness to the relentless ferocity that defined his essence. In a chilling display of otherworldly power, Satan, his features obscured by the shroud of his own torment, lunged at Maria with a formidable weapon, a trident forged from the very essence of his wrath. The air crackled with an undercurrent of raw, unbridled malice, the weight of his malevolent intent casting a sinister pall over the unfolding confrontation.