Acotar #azriel Bonus Chapter Novels & Stories

His heart is hammering inside his chest as it belongs to a rabbit running for its skin. The attack becomes absolute, shutting his body down as fast as punching a biochemical reset button. He didn't know it when his brother hurried him inside their mansion. " you're okay, " Andrew whispered and rocked his brother in his warm embrace. It's Ace's first time. " Ace?" A voice whispered. Andrew looked at Asher and sighed. " come here, " he gestures for him, Asher ran to Ace, he hugged him so hard. Ace did calm down and without a word, he retired to his empty and shallow room.

I want him to look me in the eye and command his white smoke to eat him, and immediately his white smoke attacks him. “Aahhhh!!!” I heard him shouting. He tried to fight back but he can’t fight anymore, because it is his smoke attacking him that makes him weak. Not me. I know it is painful for him to be attacked by his energy, but I have no choice. He is unstoppable, that is why he needed to be stopped, and that is what I am doing. I made him look at me because I want him to see that it is not an illusion like what he did. It is real, his white smoke is attacking him for real, ready to kill him and little by little his light is shutting down and he is getting weak. I am absorbing his energy.

She slips from his grip but he pulled her again, this time closer. Azrael studied his forest-green eyes and thinks about how it shines almost golden. She smirked as she realizes what he wants, he formed a smile on his face too. Because he was way taller, Azrael reaches for him to bend his neck, she clearly doesn’t want to tiptoe even a bit. But right when Azrael touches his scruff, she heard a sizzle on his skin as he moved away aggressively from her. She looked at the ring placed on her index finger.

Chapter: 24 ****** The allure of power hung in the air as Azazel stood atop the highest pinnacle of Shivvara. His heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and trepidation as he clutched the scepter of authority, a symbol of his newfound kingship. He had fought fiercely, defeating his own father in an intense and grueling duel, to claim the Scepter. Now, with the weight of Shivvara on his shoulders, he embarked on a daring quest that would test not only his fighting skills but also the depths of his love and the true extent of his ambition.

“Are you going to finally withdraw from defeat?” “No…” I took a deep breath, feeling the power surge through me like a river. Everyone was taken aback and stepped back, eyes wide as they tried to process what was happening. Azariel's expression changed from one of joy to one of intense wariness when he finally came to understand what I was doing. His smile had disappeared before another emotion began to take root; fear, mixed with awe. He watched in horror as I unleashed whatever it was that coursed through my veins.

Our collision sent us both tumbling across the weed-choked parking lot. I rolled to my feet first, silver light flooding my limbs, suppression abandoned in favor of survival. Azrael recovered almost as quickly, his silver knife already in motion. I dodged. Barely. The blade passed close enough that I felt its cold burn even without making contact. "Fast," Azrael observed. "Faster than you should be." He circled me. "You're channeling more power than a newly awakened Moon Blessed should be able to access safely." "I'm full of surprises," I shot back, circling him warily.

I said, stepping closer, “is a place at my feet. You will do as I say, when I say it, and only if I decide you’re still useful.” She glared at me. I smiled. “And as for my brother’s little mate…” My smile widened, sharp and cruel. “I will take great pleasure in ripping her away from him.” Tabitha shuddered, realizing just what kind of evil she’d unleashed. “And if you want Azrael so badly,” I added, voice dropping to a deadly whisper, “you should start praying I don’t kill him too.” Tabitha scoffed, trying to recover her dignity. “You can’t kill Azrael,” she said with confidence. “You’re both immortals. Nothing can kill—”

And in that split second of devastation and distraction, he had been wounded almost fatally. Azriel was by my side in an instant, his one good hand wrapping around my trembling shoulders, holding me close. His touch sent a wave of warmth through me, the raw and undimming mating bond settling into my bones, my soul, my entire being. But I couldn’t look away from Beta Homer. Perhaps this is his repentance from his past mistakes: helping the Alpha and Luna of the Moonborn Pack in a battle against the Rogues. Sorrowful tears streaked my face. But they were no longer just for me and Azriel.

Causing Ava to leak liquid all over Azrael’s hand while his seed sprayed over her body. Once Azrael had his brain again, he noticed that Ava needed to be cleaned up. He scooted down, to where his mouth was over her opened core and started sucking on every liquid that he found. Causing Ava to lose control, wanting to pull him back up towards her. But he was not listening, he wanted the juices that they had made.

ATK- 550 STR- 184 DEF-200 DEX-40 Speed- 64 AGI-64 Mana-200. INT -40 Skills- Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Fire Art (Unique) Magic Resistance(Mystic) Cursed( Unique) Miasma(Mystic) Flight(Mystic) Devouring Wings(Unique) Good. I don't have anything to say about this, at the end of the day he is only at mystic rank. But his skills are surely useful.