Hataraku Soul Exorcist ! (Hataraku Maou-sama/Soul Eater/ Blue Exorcist)
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  • Reads 223
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 35m
Complete, First published Mar 24, 2015
As our usual team, the Spartoi gang, catches a certain… Kishin(?), they find their worlds colliding with great danger… 

What would happen if their worlds collide, because of a man's own work ? 

Was it fated to happen ? If it is, why ?

 "Failing would mean death—both of us and the human race." 

What are THEY gonna do when all hell breaks lose ?

"Are you all ready to face this ?"
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.