Azathoth's Novels & Stories

Surely this was a mistake. “No, unfortunately it is not.” A deep guttural voice said behind him. The voice was chilling to say the least, what was more chilling was the eyes that peered back at him when he turned to verify it was who he thought. Azazel stood over 6ft tall, just like his twin Abaddon, he had midnight colored hair and crystal blue eyes. One would think they were pretty if they didn’t know what was hiding behind them. “You’re a long way from your kingdom, your majesty.” Daniel stuttered. Azazel was the only person Daniel feared. He was in charge of making sure Daniel knew the consequences of letting a soul slip through his fingers.

"It wasn't confiscated. Yeager said they wanted to test the bodies too. He showed me the bite marks and they were starting to turn back. I think what the demons did was suck the souls of the people they could get hold of. They do that to get stronger according to what Yeager said." Athena calmed down. She looked worried but with the report Alex had returned to her, she was torn between relief and worry. Deciding that she was done speaking, she stood to her feet and glanced out of her window. It was already dark and in no time, dinner was going to be served. "You must be tired. Why not freshen up before joining in for dinner?" Athena said as she walked around her desk. Alex shrugged and nodde

He studied her expression before asking, “What do you want?” “A lot.” Azrael answered and jumped from the stairs, “You can give me a few.” she pointed to the Mark under his scapula, it looked like a simple tattoo if you wouldn’t stare into it, but in reality, it looks like a fresh burn Mark made by blacksmiths as it actually glows and burns, “Do you know any other celestials that live among humans?”

"Why can't I stop? This is so dangerous… Goddess, you feel so good and Ubel is telling me to keep going. Tell me to stop, Sera, please, tell me not to cum inside you." "Sera, are you ok? What's that noise? Whose voice is that? Mum and Dad are going to be furious if you've let someone in the house when they specifically told us not to " Tabitha rattles my door handle and instantly Abaddon slips out of my body, grabbing for his jacket and fumbling around with a condom.

And the new door opened— revealing a vast chamber beyond it filled with bowls of black water… and in the center, a throne made of ash. Empty. Waiting. For me. The seam’s voice purred in my bones: “SIT.”

we hear from the crowd then I see Soren step forward, and I frown in confusion "I am the actual son of Zues so I'm more qualified to be Emporer than someone who's bloodline is so diluted but if you hand over the crown right now no one will get hurt" he says as I gape in surprise I hear my husband respond but I'm too shocked to listen to what he says then I see Soren muster up a lightning bolt and throw it a Storm but I manage to put up an ice wall just in time to block the attack "Aw, yes, the daughter of Hades, you stopped me this time, but I'm not done yet."

Her eyes blazed with fire, her voice filled with divine wrath. “You were never meant to exist,” Athena said, her words dripping with ancient knowledge. “Your creation was an abomination, born from my desperation and sorrow. But now, I will undo your existence. You will never threaten this world again.” Nihil’s rage flared, but he was no match for Athena now. With a wave of her hand, she summoned a storm of celestial energy that struck Nihil head-on. His form writhed in agony as the light consumed him, tearing apart his darkness.

Lottie POV I stood amidst the swirling darkness of the demonic realm, the air thick with the stench of sulphur and despair. Before me loomed Astaroth, his eyes drifting over his land to a gothic cathedral, its red marble structure, a stark contrast against the blackened sky. Lightning crackled ominously, casting eerie shadows that danced across the barren landscape. This was Hell. My heart pounded in my chest as I realised Chase had followed me through the portal. Anger flared within me, mixing with a deep sense of concern for his safety. Why did he have to be so reckless?

I held his eyes for a moment and shrugged again. “Am I supposed to panic? Knock yourself out. Not like you don’t know the story already, right? So? The coordinates?” He chuckled under his breath and made me turn to the table and pointed at the plot land map. “The iron thing checks. Now we gotta go check the other five.” His words felt like a slap in the back of my head. “Wait! Six coordinates, six stars, six ghosts. Too much of a—” “Holy shit! Three sixes like in 666? What the fuck’s going on here? Is it some kind of portal to hell?”

Coop reared back as if slapped, “What the fuck? Den, listen to me. We can’t do this. We can’t mess around with this shit. Look at that thing!” The candles were extinguished again, and the thing standing in the middle of the circle was back. Slowly, it began to move. It’s bones grinded against one another as it lifted one of its arms and pointed a single, needle-like finger…right at me. “It’s…it’s…it’s…” Sarah stammered, “It’s pointing at Ophelia.” “Daemon, esto subjecto voluntati meae!” Denver commanded, “Speak your name at once!” “I am Abaddon of the Pit.” It spoke.