Azazel Highschool Dxd Novels & Stories

He was dying—slowly, painfully. “How did…” Kade muttered as he gasped for air. “Why does that matter? Your water system is a little too exposed for a city that claims to be the New Age,” he mocked “Where is she!?” Azazel growled. I could hear the rage in Anuba’s voice through him. He was looking for someone? Was that what all this was about? Kade only chuckled and smiled. Then, to my surprise, he spat on Azazel. “How could I forget the madness in those eyes?” he sneered. “When you find her, I hope she’s still breathing.”

Derek added, "That's Azazel. He's an orphan from the northern warzone. When we found him, he was surviving on corpses, fighting vultures for scraps." Tabitha recoiled in horror. "He… ate human flesh?" "Rotting flesh, to be precise. When survival's at stake, people will do anything. Azazel named himself after the biblical demon, symbolizing exile and cursed power. He's the leader here. Do you know why he bullies Kyrian?" Tabitha guessed, "He wants to be the leader, and Kyrian won't bow to him?" Derek nodded. "Exactly. Kyrian's young, but he's got a strong will. He won't back down, so Azazel targets him."

Zacharias joked. "Zach, look up!" Azazel said as he grabbed Zacharias' jaw and made him look at his side. "It's a church! Oh fuck- I mean shit- wait no- I'm sorry!" Zacharias panicked. "Damn," Azazel sighed. "Are you Callista? No, Allura? I don't know? The church girl something. Heard you from somewhere." He added. "Call me Allura, and yes." I said. "I'm sorry for my friend. He really can't control his mouth, both talking and eating." Azazel said.

Frowning, Gadriel walks up to Azazel and mutters, “Azazel, what are you doing here?” Azazel gives the council members a disrespectful scowl and pulls Nevaeh into his embrace. “Not that it’s any of your bloody business, but I’m selling my Hellcat to Alexander. He showed interest in it a couple of weeks ago, and I was in the market, so I brought my lady here to get one last ride before it exchanged hands.” Lukan’s expression sours as he tries to find a way to discredit Azazel’s claim. “Really?” He says in a disbelieving tone.

I wasn’t fragile, I know I wasn’t excited, I know. Those were the four-lettered words I was currently battling with. W.I.F.E. He pulled me possessively to his chest as he announced to everyone holding me to his well-built, hard chest. “Just so you all know, she is mine! And you know better than to dare lay a finger on her! I, Alpha Zale Van Dizetro, hereby claim her as my mate.” he warned, roaring out loud to everyone. And with that, he grabbed me tightly on my wrist. People quickly made way for him to pass in order to avoid trouble.

Caden grinned, feeling proud. "That's my girl!" he cheered and this only angered Nazu even more. She attacked Hazel, hitting her continously, without giving her a chance to defend herself. She didn't hesitate to use her magic to daze Hazel but Caden was too focused on Hazel to notice what she did.

“Of course I am here… Right when you need me the most. It seems like you are ready…” Azazel was truly a sight to behold, with his chiseled features and striking appearance that seemed to radiate power and danger. His jet-black hair was styled in a messy yet elegant way, falling over his forehead and framing his sharp cheekbones. His tall, muscular frame was clad in a black satin robe ornamented with red and gold accents, which only emphasized his rugged, devilishly handsome appearance.

“About bloody time, you two showed up. I was starting to feel foolish standing here looking at the time on my cellphone like a wanker.” Kell gives him a wolfish smile and shrugs. “Sorry, bro.” He mutters with a not so sorry voice. Azazel gives him a withering glare. “Yeah, right, mate, sure you’re sorry.” He says with a sarcastic snicker. It’s strange to think about Azazel uncomfortable anywhere. He’s just such a large presence. The man is over six feet tall, with gold, blonde hair, and amber-colored eyes. He’s muscled and attractive. I mean, he can give a young Brad Pitt a run for his money with his movie-star looks. Today he’s wearing black jeans, a white Henley, steel-toed boots, and a bl

He's nothing like I imagined him to be, but the rumors seem to match him perfectly. I turned around and take a step ahead. "I'll be waiting, Your Highness." - [Zielle Dukedom, Verena's Room] "... So you've met Valac?" Azazel's eyes darkened as he sat down on my bed, making himself comfortable and I nodded, joined him on the bed with the pajamas I had changed into. "Yes." "... He didn't hurt you in any way, did he?" I stifle a laugh and look at him with a casual smile.

who is brought back to life just yesterday?" Azazel chuckled lightly.Her eyes got fixed on a bunch of children who were playing in the park."Well, I found so much similar for a witch who is brought back to life just yesterday."She took a deep whiff and her hands got full of colourful balloons and candies.She walked up to the children and smiled widely."Who wants candy?" she giggled lightly.The children, at first, ran away from her but then they slowly approached her.She knew the kids couldn't deny the candies."Want a candy?" she bent down to ask a young girl who gave a nod."What will you do with these children?" Azazel asked as he saw the queue of children walking behind her.Her face was fu