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Claimed By Azaziel A live grenade
Vynessa stood up with renewed vigor and anger as she heard Azaziels voice. "Kill him? Kill him? Now you want to kill him? Where were you?" She asked and stomped towards him, pushing him back with her hands and hitting his chest. "Where the hell where you when he was here, saying all that to me?"Azaziel said nothing. "Where were you? You left me again? Went on your own way again? Why didn't you come for me?"Azaziel narrowed his eyes at her, and when she continued to hit him, he grabbed both of her hands and holding her steady. "You know, it is common knowledge that God Himself stayed still and watched His own Son be beaten, crucified and then killed by mere humans for a purpose" Azaziel said calmly in his usual poetic way. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Vynessa hissed. "Look at all that anger in your eyes, feel the force of your punches on my chest, look at you, you actually have it in you... So why didn't you fight HIM? He was right in front of you, talking in your f
Last Updated : 2025-05-02Claimed By Azaziel "Kiss me"
Azaziel seemed to live in a timeline of his own choosing because it took him three days before he showed up at Vynessa's house with a suitcase full of female clothes. When Vynessa opened the suitcases and asked who the clothes had been for, he simply replied; "They're yours Vynessa. Except you're insinuating they I have a secret stash of female clothes somewhere that I wear" Vynessa did not even a beat when she responded "with all the secrets you have? Being a low key cross dresser will be the least shocking of them all" Azaziel blinked in shock. At least she had her smart mouth back. "Pick a dress, and put it on. I've got something to show you" "And I have to dress up for it?" Vynessa asked, eyeing the bag full of expensive looking clothes and dresses. "Yes. Now go" Azaziel said. "Very Bossy" Vynessa murmured under her breath. "I can hear you, Vynessa. Go change" He said and stepped out of her room to give her privacy. "A Ferrari? Azaziel, Do you steal cars? How many lu
Last Updated : 2025-05-02Claimed By Azaziel Cold. Wet, And Alone
Vynessa stumbled away from the kitchen counter, her heart pounding as she stared at the glass mug that laid in a broken mess on the floor beside her feet. "Great. Just great!" she mumbled to herself, irritated, as she slowly slid down to the kitchen floor and sat alone in her dimly lit apartment, the weight of the world pressing down on her shoulders. "I can't even make a simple coffee" She whispered again as she sat. She didn't even bother to pick up the glasses. She could not summon the strength. She didn't have it in her. Not today, not for a long time. The darkness outside mirrored the darkness within her as she stared blankly at the kitchen walls, her once bright eyes now clouded with despair.She was so tired. So fucking tired. The only sound in the room was the soft hum of the refrigerator, a stark reminder of the emptiness that consumed her, ate at her from within. Even turning her head to the side was a Herculean task. The bad thoughts we're coming again and she n
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Claimed By Azaziel "The darkness within you, it calls to me"
Vynessa wanted to speak, she wanted to respond, but every instinct she had told her to tread carefully; that she was in the presence of a very powerful predator. "Your name” The entity said, or asked, she could not really tell. Its voice rumbled, bouncing off of the walls of her room. Vynessa quacked in fear and deep awe as the voice reverberated. Had she really summoned something? What the fuck did she just bring to her house and how the hell would she send it back?! Vynessa summoned up strength and slowly sat up from her position on the floor, that was as far as her strength and courage could take her. She could not stand erect, not when those hideous red eyes levelled themselves on her, like they we're piercing through her soul. It looked like it was seeing right through her.A shadow with red eyes was staring down at her...Vynessa let the thought sink in. A demon was in her room. A very deranged, menacing demon that shrouded itself in darkness was standing in the mi
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Claimed By Azaziel Look who came crawling back
Vynessa jolted up from her bed with a start. Her eyes darted around her room skeptically, looking, searching. For what? She could not tell. Her mind razed and churned, as she cold already feel a light headache forming. How was she in her bed? Where was Azaziel? It was morning, there was no shadow, or darkness or thunder striking or a dark, imposing creature with glowing red eyes. She didn't know how she felt about that. Everything looked normal, just like she remembered it. "What a fucking weird dream" she mumbled. "A dream?" The dark voice came from right behind her. "Oh God, fucking hell! Fuck!! Jesus!!" Vynessa could not put a lid on her mouth as she cursed colorfully. "Language, young lady" Azaziel said as he materialized in front of her. "You curse like a sailor, Vynessa" "You're here..." She said wiping her hand over her face. "...It wasn't a dream" She said more to herself than to the demon in front of her looking just as hot and equally brooding as the night before.
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Claimed By Azaziel Fear is good, Vynessa
A kiss was supposed to be soft, meaningful, passionate and expressive. What Vynessa's ex was doing was swallowing the other girl whole. She turned to look at the demon calmly sitting beside her like he had developed a hand in front of his head and then slapped her with it. "I see why you did not want to change restaurants when I asked earlier. You wanted me to see this. Didn't you? Why?" Vynessa said, the hurt flashing in her eyes. The server promptly left, sensing the seriousness of the conversation. "You confuse my intentions, Vynessa" Azaziel said and leaned forward, his nose almost touching hers. "I want you to sit here, looking pretty, have a nice meal, and relax." he took his hand and lightly brushed her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ears. "Look at me. You should smile more. Otherwise you like a junior demon back in my home. Trust me, they aren't pretty" Vynessa immediately bit back the smile that was already forming. "I'll be back in a moment" and jus
Last Updated : 2025-04-16Claimed By Azaziel Demon in shining armour
Vynessa walked into her house after the date-not-date she had with Azaziel, she noticed he had not spoken for a while, turned around and Azaziel was no where to be found, even the Rolls-Royse was gone. She panicked for a minute, searching everywhere, including the sky like she would find him floating just above her chimney. Then it dawned on her, he had not spent the night at her place the night he came to her either. He just materialized there in the morning. Where did he go when he wasn't with her? Did he have someone else he had cut a deal with? Was it a lady? Was she pretty? Did she smile really brightly the way he always said he liked?Vynessa groaned and went straight into the bathroom to wash off the stress of the day. She knew that the rabbit hole she was digging for herself now will hurt her later, bury her alive, but she could not stop the low self-esteem from gnawing at her. What was she doing? What did she expect from a demon? To stay with her forever? In her home? Li
Last Updated : 2025-05-01Claimed By Azaziel Anchor, Soulmate, Mate
The car ride was silent, but steeped with tension. Azaziel had said he needed to talk about something, only to start the car and then zoom off, driving to her house. Her best bet was that he wanted to speak to her at home instead if in the car. She still had the blush on her cheeks from his little not so little display in front of Bridget. It was crazy how he literally came out of nowhere and stood with her while she faced one of her bullies who was once a friend. It's been over two years now, but she still could not truly believe how quickly life had changed for her. When he stopped in the driveway, Vynessa leaped out if the car, and rushed into the house, occasionally turning to check that he was still there.When she walked into the kitchen to get a drink, she found him already there, leaning on the kitchen counter. "You really need to stop doing that, if you don't plan of giving me a heart attack!""What? This?" And with that he appeared right in front of her, his hands spl
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Azaziel seemed to live in a timeline of his own choosing because it took him three days before he showed up at Vynessa's house with a suitcase full of female clothes. When Vynessa opened the suitcases and asked who the clothes had been for, he simply replied; "They're yours Vynessa. Except you're insinuating they I have a secret stash of female clothes somewhere that I wear" Vynessa did not even a beat when she responded "with all the secrets you have? Being a low key cross dresser will be the least shocking of them all" Azaziel blinked in shock. At least she had her smart mouth back. "Pick a dress, and put it on. I've got something to show you" "And I have to dress up for it?" Vynessa asked, eyeing the bag full of expensive looking clothes and dresses. "Yes. Now go" Azaziel said. "Very Bossy" Vynessa murmured under her breath. "I can hear you, Vynessa. Go change" He said and stepped out of her room to give her privacy. "A Ferrari? Azaziel, Do you steal cars? How many lu
Claimed By Azaziel A live grenade
Vynessa stood up with renewed vigor and anger as she heard Azaziels voice. "Kill him? Kill him? Now you want to kill him? Where were you?" She asked and stomped towards him, pushing him back with her hands and hitting his chest. "Where the hell where you when he was here, saying all that to me?"Azaziel said nothing. "Where were you? You left me again? Went on your own way again? Why didn't you come for me?"Azaziel narrowed his eyes at her, and when she continued to hit him, he grabbed both of her hands and holding her steady. "You know, it is common knowledge that God Himself stayed still and watched His own Son be beaten, crucified and then killed by mere humans for a purpose" Azaziel said calmly in his usual poetic way. "What the fuck are you talking about?" Vynessa hissed. "Look at all that anger in your eyes, feel the force of your punches on my chest, look at you, you actually have it in you... So why didn't you fight HIM? He was right in front of you, talking in your f
Claimed By Azaziel Anchor Anchor Anchor
Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Anchor. Vynessa stood in silence for a minute and then two before something else he had said stood out and clicked. "Issue?" Was all she could manage to say. Azaziel blinked. Twice."Thats what you're worried about? Not everything else that I've said but the fact that it is an issue that you're my anchor?""It is an issue?""You know that's not what I mean, Vynessa. But then, would anyone imagine their anchor being a human, instead of one their kind? Doubtful."When she didn't respond, he stepped closer to her, but still kept space between them. "You saw what I can do. That's the simplest of parlor trucks for me. And you're just so human and breakable and forgive me if I don't want to throw you headfirst into my world with all its scares and fears".She had seen what he was capable of. She also knew she was painfully human. But despite knowing all that about him, Vynessa didn’t fear him. Not li
Claimed By Azaziel Anchor, Soulmate, Mate
The car ride was silent, but steeped with tension. Azaziel had said he needed to talk about something, only to start the car and then zoom off, driving to her house. Her best bet was that he wanted to speak to her at home instead if in the car. She still had the blush on her cheeks from his little not so little display in front of Bridget. It was crazy how he literally came out of nowhere and stood with her while she faced one of her bullies who was once a friend. It's been over two years now, but she still could not truly believe how quickly life had changed for her. When he stopped in the driveway, Vynessa leaped out if the car, and rushed into the house, occasionally turning to check that he was still there.When she walked into the kitchen to get a drink, she found him already there, leaning on the kitchen counter. "You really need to stop doing that, if you don't plan of giving me a heart attack!""What? This?" And with that he appeared right in front of her, his hands spl
Claimed By Azaziel Demon in shining armour
Vynessa walked into her house after the date-not-date she had with Azaziel, she noticed he had not spoken for a while, turned around and Azaziel was no where to be found, even the Rolls-Royse was gone. She panicked for a minute, searching everywhere, including the sky like she would find him floating just above her chimney. Then it dawned on her, he had not spent the night at her place the night he came to her either. He just materialized there in the morning. Where did he go when he wasn't with her? Did he have someone else he had cut a deal with? Was it a lady? Was she pretty? Did she smile really brightly the way he always said he liked?Vynessa groaned and went straight into the bathroom to wash off the stress of the day. She knew that the rabbit hole she was digging for herself now will hurt her later, bury her alive, but she could not stop the low self-esteem from gnawing at her. What was she doing? What did she expect from a demon? To stay with her forever? In her home? Li
Claimed By Azaziel Fear is good, Vynessa
A kiss was supposed to be soft, meaningful, passionate and expressive. What Vynessa's ex was doing was swallowing the other girl whole. She turned to look at the demon calmly sitting beside her like he had developed a hand in front of his head and then slapped her with it. "I see why you did not want to change restaurants when I asked earlier. You wanted me to see this. Didn't you? Why?" Vynessa said, the hurt flashing in her eyes. The server promptly left, sensing the seriousness of the conversation. "You confuse my intentions, Vynessa" Azaziel said and leaned forward, his nose almost touching hers. "I want you to sit here, looking pretty, have a nice meal, and relax." he took his hand and lightly brushed her hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ears. "Look at me. You should smile more. Otherwise you like a junior demon back in my home. Trust me, they aren't pretty" Vynessa immediately bit back the smile that was already forming. "I'll be back in a moment" and jus
Claimed By Azaziel Look who came crawling back
Vynessa jolted up from her bed with a start. Her eyes darted around her room skeptically, looking, searching. For what? She could not tell. Her mind razed and churned, as she cold already feel a light headache forming. How was she in her bed? Where was Azaziel? It was morning, there was no shadow, or darkness or thunder striking or a dark, imposing creature with glowing red eyes. She didn't know how she felt about that. Everything looked normal, just like she remembered it. "What a fucking weird dream" she mumbled. "A dream?" The dark voice came from right behind her. "Oh God, fucking hell! Fuck!! Jesus!!" Vynessa could not put a lid on her mouth as she cursed colorfully. "Language, young lady" Azaziel said as he materialized in front of her. "You curse like a sailor, Vynessa" "You're here..." She said wiping her hand over her face. "...It wasn't a dream" She said more to herself than to the demon in front of her looking just as hot and equally brooding as the night before.
Claimed By Azaziel "The darkness within you, it calls to me"
Vynessa wanted to speak, she wanted to respond, but every instinct she had told her to tread carefully; that she was in the presence of a very powerful predator. "Your name” The entity said, or asked, she could not really tell. Its voice rumbled, bouncing off of the walls of her room. Vynessa quacked in fear and deep awe as the voice reverberated. Had she really summoned something? What the fuck did she just bring to her house and how the hell would she send it back?! Vynessa summoned up strength and slowly sat up from her position on the floor, that was as far as her strength and courage could take her. She could not stand erect, not when those hideous red eyes levelled themselves on her, like they we're piercing through her soul. It looked like it was seeing right through her.A shadow with red eyes was staring down at her...Vynessa let the thought sink in. A demon was in her room. A very deranged, menacing demon that shrouded itself in darkness was standing in the mi
Claimed By Azaziel Cold. Wet, And Alone
Vynessa stumbled away from the kitchen counter, her heart pounding as she stared at the glass mug that laid in a broken mess on the floor beside her feet. "Great. Just great!" she mumbled to herself, irritated, as she slowly slid down to the kitchen floor and sat alone in her dimly lit apartment, the weight of the world pressing down on her shoulders. "I can't even make a simple coffee" She whispered again as she sat. She didn't even bother to pick up the glasses. She could not summon the strength. She didn't have it in her. Not today, not for a long time. The darkness outside mirrored the darkness within her as she stared blankly at the kitchen walls, her once bright eyes now clouded with despair.She was so tired. So fucking tired. The only sound in the room was the soft hum of the refrigerator, a stark reminder of the emptiness that consumed her, ate at her from within. Even turning her head to the side was a Herculean task. The bad thoughts we're coming again and she n
