Acotar #azriel Bonus Chapter Novels & Stories

] [Possible Job: Carrier, Savior, Protector, Heart Filler] [CAN DICE: ACCEPTED] _______ KircheLeaf Arc 1: Enchantrix Race! _______ ~END of CHAPTER TWELVE~

Azar angrily grabbed Prince Zach's neck. “What do you mean, Prince Zacharia Barnabas? Kill you? Do you want to waste Merlot's sacrifice? I lost my brother! Fuck! If you are indebted to Merlot, you better use your life to fight it out from now on! I Azar, vice-leader of the Red Magic Tower, will not allow you to die before this war ends!” said Azar while glaring at Prince Zach furiously, then he released his grip on Zach's neck. Zach coughed while touching his neck, which was red and bruised from Azar's grip.

When it comes to durability in fights you have already passed this test. Ban:Haha well then all that is left is learning spells while maintaining him. Let me try this incantation I learnt from Reiya '' SELO DE FOGO DO INFERNO'' * * Hellfire_Seal

“I could say the same for you. You sure know how to operate a woman's right buttons.” A deep laugh rumbled out of him as he rubbed his fingers down mynajed back. “Should I take that as a compliment?” He asked, looking at me in amusement. “Well, I meant it as a compliment… so feel free.” I said with a wink. Azriel chuckled, his chest rumbling against my cheek. “Consider it taken then,” he replied, his voice laced with amusement. He shifted slightly, propping himself up on his elbow and looking down at me with an adoring gaze. "You know, being with you like this feels like an intoxicating dream. I never imagined that I could experience such passion and connection with someone. At least not aft

Right then, the most grand notification sound in the history of the system echoed inside my mind. [Ding—Damage transfer successful!] [Target Azariel's physical body has been completely pulverized into mincemeat.] [Based on the damage assessment, the host's wealth has increased by 1 trillion dollars!]

The hard etched edge of his adonis belt drew my focus to the tented front of his jeans. His thick fingers make slow work to unbuckle his belt, I barely blink my eyes and his jeans are around his ankles. He steps out of them and forward as a thick rod bobbed in front of me. My wolf presses forward, such a hussy as she preens and purrs. Fuck. Me. Tate was well endowed but holy Goddess, Zac was hashtag blessed. My face heats. “Like what you see?” I whip around at lightning speed, my wet locks whipping me in the face as I hear him step into the shower.

For some reason that did not matter at all, I think my attraction towards the descendants of Eve was reduced when my memories came back. Anyways, I think I'm ready, looking at my status board that changed quite significantly. Name: Azriel Iliac (Eleceed) - F-tier Strength: Unmeasurable Agility: 5*000";';'!$($ Luck: 1*";";393000 Defense: 5*503039';_;4_;_ Intelligence: 1384;_&;!$"(3939 Immunity: _!138$($($2!2??)/39

The man couldn't help but exhale sigh after sigh. He stepped forward to pull her back but she managed to dodge him. He watched her with a hooded gaze as she spread her arms wide and twirled in the rain. Her eyes sparkling with joy and a bright smile claiming her lips as she looked heavenward. She was happy. Genuinely happy. The burning desire in his gaze seemed to penetrate through her flsh, making her skin flush. At that moment, Azriel was astounded by the beauty his mate possess. She was stunning. His fingers itched to detangle her hair, his skin burned to touch her, and his lips yearned to kiss her till she was breathless. He was irresistibly drawn to her like a moth to a flame. He didn't

No mistakes now. Azrael’s silver eyes met mine, unwavering. We fight together. Bond to bond. Energy erupted from us, tendrils shooting outward, smashing through fragments, blasting the cage open. The Hunter roared, frustration evident even through psychic resonance. I surged, claws tearing at the nearest fragment, energy whipping in every direction. Azrael countered, strikes precise and lethal. We were a storm of light and fury, bond igniting, energy spiraling outward like a living weapon. Then the ground shook violently. The Hunter’s core pulsed beneath the earth, shards of energy exploding upward, sending debris and roots flying. Azrael was thrown into a tree, energy sputtering. I lunged,

But I had faced the horrors of his magic blood many times before, and I wouldn't allow myself to be oppressed by his dark sorcery or anything else, I have now become immune to it. "So your face finally matched your ugly personality huh?" With a mocking tone, I taunted him about his ugly scar and ruined face. I knew it hit a nerve, and I wanted him to feel the sting of my words. Azrael's anger simmered beneath the surface, his fists clenched tightly. I could sense his struggle to restrain himself from hurting me, but I knew his weakness—he was infatuated with me, and I intended to exploit his infatuation until it completely fades into nothingness.