Azazel Dxd Novels & Stories

I hate him and I will kill him, I will make him pay for destroying my family and my pack. “I knew that you would want revenge so I found a way to stop you from ever getting it even when you get your power. I have found a way to keep you as my little puppet for as long as I would want you around.” Alpha Zyn said with a chilling grin as he walked around me in a circle. He clicked a button on his phone and the door opened a woman walked in. I recognized her immediately, every werewolf knows and fears her, Christella fidoria the most powerful witch ever known to wolf kind, I began to panic.

I whined, my teeth chattering. "You are the strongest werewolf in the history of the Blood Moon Pack. You are a rare hybrid. My name is Zoe. Your Dragon-Vampire beast from the Moon goddess. We can kill Dracula the Demon King and his whole demons, but I'm caged at the moment!" I heard the voice again. It sounded hopeless. "Get off that cage, then let's destroy that devil!" I yelled but heard no voice again. "Zoe! Zoe!" I screamed at the top of my voice, but there was nothing but dead silence.

Both their features are similar but their nature is slightly different. Darius is intense and caring. Azzazal has an edge but not as intense as Darius. Darius is possessive In nature, at least with me he is. That guy seems to be nonchalant to say the least. He acts indifferent. Darius is ruthless when he sets his eyes on something. He always runs in the gray area, almost skirts too close to the wrong side. Azzazal seems to know what he is doing is wrong but he does it anyway for the sake of his family.

He stands at 6’3ft tall and has long blond hair that glitters under the sun’s light. He is fair in complexion and his green eyes observe the redhead as she answers to the immortal on the throne. He dresses like an old fashioned warrior and a sword is sheathed at his waist. “Leave,” Azazel orders and Alex leaves with a light bow. “How was your trip to the A****n forest?” Azazel asks and the blond man paces around. “I successfully subdued the threat,” he says dryly. Azazel scoffs as he looks down from his throne, “So, will you go after them?” Azazel asks.

her secretary approached Kristina. "Good morning Madam," Roxan said. Her very sexy and smart secretary. "Good morning Roxan! Is there an important email? or an appointment for today?" asked Kristina. Roxan put all the documents on Kristina's table for her review and approval. "Yes Madam, you have an appointment with Mr. Gracer, CEO of Hard Core (a company of Men's undergarments) at 1 o'clock this afternoon at Coffee Beans Xerin. ," "Also Madam there's an email for you to comply with regarding your presentation at Wall of Asia."

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

CHAPTER 22 BELLA “WHAT PRODUCT DO YOU DEAL? WHO IS YOUR CURRENT SUPPLIER AND WOULD THEY HAVE A PROBLEM SHOULD YOU CUT THEM OFF?” Alex continued speaking loudly and in an assertive tone while sounding genuinely interested in doing business with Mason, whom like the fool that he is started singing like a canary bragging about the products he deals and which areas he supplies and then started to bad mouth the mafia family who is his current supplier. He even dared to ask if Gabriel would offer him protection as they would come after him once he cut them off. Alex assured him that he would have 24/7 protection! Thereafter, the focus was back to me. “What do you want in return for my whore? Take

My gazed lowered and Motherfuc — He had his dick pierced! There was a shiny metal on the tip of his dick and man was his dick looking like a monster. I felt him twitch a little under my riveted gaze but then he walked up and covered his body. “What the fuck were you thinking?” Zane growled at me in anger; as he adjusted the sheet on his body to cover it. But what the holy fuck did I just see? The shiny metal on his was driving my mind crazy even though I was hurt really bad, not too long ago.

he said then vanished into thin air. He's just a necromancer? No. A necromancer is not physically able to keep up with a vampire's speed, nor have the strength of a werewolf and a fox. Azazel is not JUST a necromancer. While running, Azazel is smirking. He thinks that it is time to have a little father and daughter reunion. She let Nerissa live her life the way she wanted to years and not bothering her, but he always knows when something happened to her.

“It is still the same thing. You believe Hazel cannot be here, that is why you're suggesting I'm having hallucinations, and because you believe Hazel cannot be here, that is why you have not put your best into finding her. Hazel is here. I saw her, and she ran away from me. Now, you will not be combing this city tonight for one person, but two.” “Two? How?” Falcon asked. “I believe she has some connection to a little girl I met tonight.” “Li… little girl?” Xander asked. “The little girl's name is Azella. She's four, and is an Alpha. Exceptionally smart, and has great sniffing skills. Dark curly hair, dark eyes, and chubby cheeks. She's wearing a white coat, and a grey dress. And yes, she cla