Azathoth's Novels & Stories

Vincent said if you hadn't denied you feeling I would have succumbed mine and move on with my life. moreover, if Andrew liked you, he wouldn't have made a move on me. Vincent continued how dare you??? she screamed you are attracting unnecessary audience. Vincent said while looking at some employees that clustered at her door. Do you know what I did before you got these your job? after I picked you from that dump and made you who you are now, this is how you repay me??? she asked

Juno gets out and walks forward to a gigantic Stone gate, with serpentine inscriptions resembling the constellation Ophiuchus on both sides. Dantzler: (Looking a little surprised.) "Seriously, those things still exist?! Mom told Xanne and I stories about these creatures that supposedly were a good challenge for her, but I never believed it to be true. She's the strongest fighter I've ever met in my entire life. That's why this planet dubbed her with the name Athena in reference to the Greek goddess. Since she has the "Book of Knowledge" after fighting her and bringing her down. Anyway, that's a story for another time. So, you were saying-" (The doors open and what looks like a priest with a

, he finally commanded as he gave me his back. The first thing I noticed was his broad shoulders. Muscular and Potent. It carried the largest tattoo on his upper body. Hezekiah. His name was Hezekiah. This was the weirdest thing I'd ever seen or imagined. A man walks into a store, points a gun at two people, only to have his back scratched? Wow. The world had more psychopaths than I ever imagined. I gently and smoothly scratched his back while giving his shoulders a little unprofessional massage. I continued to do this until I found a rhythm and his tensed shoulders fell into relaxation.

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

“The time has come to fulfil your destiny, little girl! Come with me willingly and I will not have to humiliate you before I make you fulfil your duties to the dark god Mozaad.” “Why do I feel like you are going to keep rambling the name Mozaad throughout and it is going to really annoy me!” she mocks Astaroth, “What kind of name is Mozaad anyway? Is it like the new name for the devil?” He levitates off the ground, “Mozaad!” he says the name again spreading his hands, “He is the end of creation, the one true darkness! One that immensely surpasses the devil in power and is born of the darkness and not corrupt. All Hail Mozaad!”

‘Al’ik shared a vision of an army of darkness descending on Hale, we could not see who's army it was or who was at the helm, but they were powerful enough to know someone was seeing them and ended the vision abruptly’ Azulthaël said, skilfully taking out some odd-looking black mushrooms from his pouch and carefully bringing them to his mouth. “Is that even possible?” Lizz asked, pulling her attention away from her scribbling, "I mean ending a vision that someone else is having of you?". ‘I have only heard of a few instances, now seeing this happen myself, I would say whoever assaults Hale is not one to be trifled with’ Azulthaël continued after a few seconds, ‘I hate the fact these are so go

Samael said in a mocking tone. Welcome back. I opened my eyes to a pitch-black world devoid of any sound or signs of life. Glancing to my left, my heart skipped a beat. There stood an enormous, black castle, emanating a gothic and gloomy aura. Its towering spires reached for the sky, with bats swirling around the highest points. It was the epitome of a haunted house, a place one would expect to find in Satan's realm. A perpetual mist seemed to envelop the surroundings, adding to the eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

They say secrets hide in the darkest parts of the night, just like Azazel’s love for her. …………. The just-risen sun shone softly on the city streets, bringing with it a flurry of early-morning activity. Athena opened her bleary eyes and looked to her side. She noticed that her bed was empty. She wondered where he had gone, and she got her answer as Azazel entered the room with a tray full of healthy breakfast for her.

Her panic attack was causing her major issues and she was getting lightheaded. "Go sit down Sophia. I don't want to catch you and kill you inadvertently," Atlas mumbled. Sophia made her way to the couch and promptly fainted. Atlas continued to think about what spell Vincent could have used and thought that his adopted brother Hoka would be the perfect person as he was an ocean nymph and a highly skilled necromancer. Unfortunately, he was in Hawaii. He could look up the counter spell but figured he was far from an expert at welding the gifts he carried.

he stated shaking his head. "Also, I do have a wife, her name is Amelia" he stated almost dreamy like causing me to giggle. "Well, Im glad your a little normal" I stated, after a few more minutes he lets go of my hand and I see part of a branch laying on the table while Elizabeth wraps up my foot. "So what do you mean by supernatural" I asked again. "Well, there's five kinds" Elizabeth stated "demons, vampires, witches, angels like myself and" but before she could finish she was cut off.