Acotar #azriel Bonus Chapter Novels & Stories

she said. “Then how were you able to defeat that ghoul?” she asked. Azrael turns her back to the little girl. She's getting ready to leave the place. “Because I'm a psychopomp!” she said. She turned her head to her then smiled. “A Guardian of Souls” She continued then winked at her. After that she suddenly disappeared in front of the little girl like a wind that vanished in the mist of the night. The girl was left dumbfounded. ***

The crown hums lazy above my heart, content, like it’s stretching after a long, victorious nap. The system window is quiet—no urgent pings, no red alerts. Just a soft, golden notification floating in the corner of my vision: *Daily Login Bonus: +10,000 EXP (Pack Bond Active).* *Current Level: Blood Wizard Lv. 108 → Lv. 109 (Overflow EXP applied to Storm Queen Branch).* *New Passive Unlocked: Eternal Stormheart (Shared HP/MP pool with mate – Death negated once per era).* I smile. One full day awake, and I’m already grinding.

Break the rules and we kill you, why sugarcoat it? Before Hexton can get another word out, one of the competitors steps forward, frantically unzipping the back of her bodysuit and pulling her headpiece off revealing her face to a shocked crowd. She’s new to The Tournament and goes by the codename Azrael, named after the Angel of Death because that is exactly what she is. She prefers to give people painless deaths, allowing them to just go peacefully in their sleep. I feel perhaps Hexton invited her this year just to shake things up. The fact she gives people such painless deaths indicates an amount of compassion many of us don’t possess, which doesn’t make her suited for this type of thing a

Now, I finally realized that putting in the effort did not mean my love would be reciprocated. Maybe my words pricked at Nia’s conscience, because she did not harp on that any further. Instead, she went into her car and pulled out a gift box. There was a Rolex watch inside. “Here, your anniversary gift. Open it!” However, I could not muster any joy at all upon seeing the box. It had obviously been opened by someone else before, and that person was obviously Jonah. I did not open the box, getting into the car wordlessly. Nia was a little annoyed at my attitude. “Dylan Shea, why are you throwing a tantrum for this time? I just scolded you a bit earlier today, but it was your fault to begin wit

“I am certain that we can remain undetected if we travel through these.” Everyone nodded and quickly got into three teams of three. But as they did so, Azrael spoke up. “Hold on,” she said. “Before we split up, lemme give you all a shot of my VitaLife. Nothing crazy, just a little physical and mental boost to keep us at our peak. At least, for the next little while. But don’t overdo it, okay? This isn’t gonna make you invincible or anything.” Then she drew out her MedGun, slid in a fresh biocell ampoule, then buffed up the team one by one by one.

Like the tales of hatred or revenge that peek through the corner of his lashes, oozing an aura of danger. My toes curl against the cold tile, as I will myself to not fall under the spell of the gaze and give away any ounce of emotion that will let him through me. Walking further, I attempt to take a deep breath, only for it to be caught in my throat as Azrael walks from his place right towards me. His feet dip closer, until he reaches me, circling me, eyeing me up and down. The look in his eyes turns dark, as lust oozes from their center. Something that would benefit me a lot to keep him distracted in the game.

"Suffer? Oh, dear Lisa, you still don’t see the bigger picture. Ace is not just a pawn; he’s the key. His mind, his blood—they hold the secrets to unlocking power you can’t even imagine." Lisa's breath caught in her throat. "What are you talking about?" Evelyn's eyes gleamed with a dangerous light. "The *Sopor Veritas*—it’s not just a plant, Lisa. It’s a doorway. When combined with the right elements, it can unlock the deepest recesses of the human mind, tapping into the power that lies dormant in all of us. Ace is special. He’s always been special, and with him, I can harness that power."

The players and their pairs put the cards on the table and begin to add their numbers. -I shit on the mother who gave birth to him. -said Azael when he sees that the highest sum of numbers is held by the same boy who was at the entrance, the one who seems to want to ruin our lives and the same one who has not stopped looking at me throughout the game.

Believe it or not, Athaliah was his mate, he was in his right to hate me for what I did. But he didn’t. I didn’t know if I should laugh or cry. “That would only get you beat up, beta.” I flexed my muscles. “Do you want to get beaten?” I asked with a snide smirk. Azriel shrugged and looked at the people. “I never get beaten. I get even. You missed me by the hair the last time, I have come very far from what I used to be, Alpha.” “Are you challenging me to a duel?” I asked with a raised eyebrow, and the people’s roar became louder - So loud I could feed off their excitement. I wanted to do it.

Chapter 36- The Haunting Ghost. AURELIA POV I was in trouble. Deep, serious trouble. The kind of trouble that couldn’t be fixed with moon bathing, therapy, or an emergency tub of ice cream. Because somehow, Azrael Fucking Zephyros was pushed front and center into my world and was slowly tipping my whole life off its orbit. The man was everywhere. By everywhere, I mean, EVERYWHERE. I would look up, and he would be right there, clad in a black suit and parading down the corridors like he owned the world. Technically, he did. But fuck.