Azazel Helltaker Novels & Stories

a voice I did not recognize yelled from behind everyone. I looked to see who it belonged to. Dex was in front of me, his body poised to attack. My mates were the same. The pack turned to see the person who had spoken. They looked ready to strike, if necessary. “I mean no harm to any of you,” the voice said. I tried to see the silhouette's face. My name is Nikko Fallen. Perhaps you have heard of me?” he asked, stepping into the light. The crowd gasped. “I have been sent here on behalf of the guardians.” He continued walking forward before stopping in the middle of the aisle. “I am here for the true Luna.”

Contrary to popular belief, angels were not pretty. Ten feet tall with three pairs of wings, they were surrounded in holy fire with a singular large brown eye in the middle to give judgmental glares at the poor individual who had the misfortune to be in their presence. The Fallen weren’t any better, without the holy fire, they just looked like a giant eyeball with too many wings. Azazel was the Watcher at the gate of Hell, guarding any demons from escaping to the world above and wreaking havoc. He would only let people through either by permission by the Lords of Hell or if he could be bribed.

I don’t feel like he is a threat, but I will wait and see. I study the Alpha has he studies me. I also remember him from childhood. He is Tori’s father and a direct descendant of the Zahara family bloodline of healers. Although the family gene only passes onto females, the Alpha’s wolf will have incredible healing abilities on itself. Making him almost immortal. I have deemed him not a threat and authentic in his feelings toward Tori. His love and pride for her are real and he wants to be in her life as a family. “Mystic, I am Alpha Merrick Romanski of the Mystic Moon Pack. This is Beta Victor Koslov.”

Making her surroundings dark I showed her that path the only path. Azad was the one and only hurdle that stood in between Nivi and I. If he wasn't there then getting Nivi wasn't much difficult. Did I planned to kill him ? Never....... I never intended to kill him but at some point I became so selfish. While holding him back from falling down to valley evilness engulfed my mind. It didn't take a second to rethink I loosened my grip from Azad's hand and that looks he gave me .... It's still inside my mind.

That was when Caleb activated Blood God Order, Second Style—World Tremor! Bang! The stunning shockwave bore down with the weight of a mountain, reaching Tia, Zeke, and the Alliance's representatives even before he landed. "Dancing Dragon Spear!" Tia growled as her spear shot out, accompanied by a draconic bellow! Roar!!! Seeing the oncoming blow, Caleb swung his sword down again. World Burial Sword, Third Style—Skybreaker! Roar!

He just sat there, gaze fixed forward like a sentinel of war. "That’s Theron," Nyx murmured in my mind, her voice a low purr. "Azazel’s beta." I blinked, staring at him through Nyx’s eyes. "No wonder," I breathed, the realization settling deep in my chest. They were cut from the same savage cloth. Azazel sat on a horse beside him, watching Blackmaw burn, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He turned towards me and stretched out his hand like I had passed a test or showed I wasn't a coward.

But the real reason? This place is hell. Capital H. Capital E. Capital double L. A mansion? Nah, this is a luxury torture chamber disguised as a palace. Big rooms, high walls, eerie silence, and that ever-lingering feeling like someone's watching you. Not to mention her. Azazel. The Devil in a black tank top. She's got hands of steel, nerves of ice, and a temper that'd make volcanoes sweat. I'm convinced she doesn't sleep. Just powers down like a military-grade robot waiting to ruin my life the next day.

His skin effortlessly sewed itself together, healing perfectly while leaving the ward intact. On the other side of the room was a guest we’d never hosted before. He had long black hair, all the way past his waist, and sickly-yellow eyes. Valefar had called him ‘a friend of the witches’ behind his back, but as far as I could tell, Bathin was a Duke of Hell just like Valefar.