Novel & Cerita Astral Apostle

I begin but Mason clasps my shoulder, turning me to face him. “For what are you apologizing? For having a disagreement with your mother? For me helping you? Or for this unsuccessful trip? None of this has anything to do with you. I had a verbal disagreement with her because she was unwilling to tell me, and I am willingly helping you because you are…” he pauses and averts his gaze before looking back at me. “You are my friend, and today’s trip was interrupted by Alpha Azriel.” His jaw clenches as he takes his name. I kind of get that he is angry, but he doesn’t understand the history Alpha Azriel and I share. For him, I am probably the Alpha’s newest obsession, and had I not heard his voice

From what I know, your friend is the famous Alpha Sebastian Bryant, the former leader of the Astral Guardian and the Alpha of Silver Luminaries, the right-hand man of the Alpha King, and now the famous owner of the largest shopping center," said Luis, Amanda's husband, who was a neurosurgeon and director at a hospital. Aleah couldn't help but look at the speaker. It seemed he knew a lot about her grandfather's friend. "Are they in the country?" asked Melissa, Alfredo's wife, who was a school director. "If we think about the past, aren’t his children around our age?" Melissa added. Aleah's mind was in turmoil. The weight of the revelation, the silence, the gazes—all of it felt suffocating. Sh

“The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.” My skin went cold. “That’s a story.” Vesper smiled. “No, Aria. That’s a warning with a date.” She lifted her hand and touched the air near my wrist. She didn’t touch me, but the mark flared anyway, responding. I winced. “Hybrid,” Vesper said softly, as if tasting the word. “Wolf and ashbound. Not Luna. Not Lycan royalty. Something older.” Kieran’s voice went rough. “She’s my mate.”

At that, a call from an unknown number enters my mobile. -Tell me? -Lailah?- says a familiar voice on the other line. In the background, I can hear glass breaking.- I'm Scott. I need you to come to my apartment now. He seems alarmed. -What? Why? Scott? -It's Azael. -He says worriedly. An object falling to the ground and an incoherent babbling can be heard behind his voice.- He has arrived drunk and has started breaking things and it is not that I have enough money to renew furniture, also he has already damaged my car and that already are many expenses.

“What’s going on? You feeling okay?” “No,” Apollo replied through clenched teeth, then gestures toward the black wolf. “This is Asteri.” Her ears twitched slightly at the mention of her name. Apollo continued, “The Spirit visited me in dreams and showed me Asteri. We… ran together as wolves. The Spirit said-“ he swallowed, “this wolf has powers blessed by the Spirit herself. Beyond what was given to my father and I. Explains why Amerie was visited by my father, the Eternal King, and the Spirit of the Forest.” Kierian and Mae gaped at Asteri. The wolf stood tall and flicked her tail.

Wilbur returned to the living room after that and continued meditating. … Over in the Skeleton Fields, the tall figure was still leaning sideways as he sat on his throne of skulls, looking into the distance like a statue. The hunchback elder holding a skull cane appeared before the throne once again, bowing deeply. "O' Honorable Blood God, the spirit of our seventh apostle has dimmed forever. We have also lost contact with his Blood Embryo." A long silence later, the tall figure spoke up in a deep, dull voice, "It appears that we finally have an expert who is powerful enough."

"Fuck you, Langit!" Alvaro Zeinial Alexander, the younger brother of Keira and the same person as the man who claimed to be Cherry's lover. From that moment on, he chose to wipe out those who were responsible for his sister's death.

“What are you talking about-?” What the!-- My head suddenly rang and it’s extremely painful. I suddenly fell off the whole place and became unconscious. The next thing I knew I was already at home with my memories of being the “Guardian of souls” had returned. AZRAEL THE LAST PSYCHOPOMP "to kill or to save: choose your purpose" Written by: Chavinsky Y.E

“Why would you say that?” He shakes his head and retorts. “Because Apolliana is Abaddon.” I reel back as if I was slapped in the face. “What the bloody hell are you talking about, Michael? Lana is not Abaddon. The scriptures all say that I am Abaddon.” “They are wrong, Lucifer. The fates confirmed it after we imprisoned her. Apolliana is Abaddon. She is the destroyer. She had already shown signs of her immense power. That is why we couldn’t risk letting her out of her prison. Once you forfeited your place in heaven, you damned her as well. Rapelles toi,” Remember. “It’s all about balance. She is the second half of your soul, but her soul was dying, killing all of the good inside her. The fat

One of them is Yagur, the Alpha whose territory is closest to Eden. ***