Azazel Mga Nobela at Kwento

" Embrace my flaws ... My scars .. My pains .. My burdens .. Yes Azaia. It was just overthinking .. Cassandra and Ayesha are still there and now you have Xenoah too. Slowly, I shut my mind and focus on how good he is at singing. He ended the song well. I want to pampered him with sweet words but I slowly fall asleep. "Goodnigth baby" I heard him uttered before I lost my consciousness. Goodnight .. baby ..

Cole grumbled at Suzan. “We are only letting off some steam.” “I’ll give you letting off some steam!” Suzan snarled back at him and even without looking, Angel knew that her eyes would likely have flashed a bright silver, threatening to shift, threatening to become the beautifully sleek black wolf she had been gifted with when she had come of age. Suzen was lucky, all the Aplha pack were, and many of their pack besides. Practically all were beautiful or otherwise naturally gifted, everyone but Angel, who was seen only as the traitor’s daughter.

This man shows so much momentum and character that it is difficult for me to keep my sanity when my eyes connect with his eyes. -Here is your order sir .... -Blackwell -He answered with a sideways smile- My name is Azael Blackwell, it's a pleasure, Miss Amanda. Holy Christ, I bit my lips, I don't know what was wrong with me, my jaw seemed to be trembling. And the thing is, I've seen a lot of handsome men in my life, but, this man, he seems to be wrapped in an enigmatic air of mystery and power, and that, I can turn the face of any female, even, man.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

CHAPTER 29 GABRIEL *WARNING - THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME VIOLENT CONTENT AND IS NOT SUITABLE FOR SENSITIVE AND UNDER THE AGE OF 18 YEARS READERS. READERS DISCRETION IS ADVISED. My Bella was still in hospital when my men had captured Mason and took him to the location I asked them to. That son of b***h maintained an arrogant attitude even though he was hanging from a beam by heavy chains! By the time I got there, my men had already had lots of fun with him. The place reeked of fresh blood. When I walked in, he started swearing at me and shouted out loud all that he was going to do to me once he was out of there! I just smirked, then gave him one of my dangerous looking glares and asked him who eve

He has auburn hair and gold eyes. Standing stiffly, I observe as he strides towards me and gives me a slight bow. “Traeger, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Mathias…” He points towards the men who follow behind him. “This is Mikhail, Azazel, Gadriel, and Isaiah.” I nod my head in greeting. Gadriel and Isaiah are definitely angels. The other two men, however, are different. I can sense that Mikhail is not something I was familiar with. Azazel smells like a demon. Having Lycan senses can come in handy. Azazel smells like ash, which is what we learned Demons smell like. They all smile, but not in a

“Yeah” “That’s rather unfortunate, giving how much hatred I have in my heart for you. This is a huge mistake and I will die before I accept you as my mate with and Luna. Cassie, I Alpha Elijah, reject you as my mate and future Luna. I would never get involved with the daughter of my enemy , so you are free to go out there and find love and protection in some other man’s arms, because you will never find it in mind. Stay clear of my part if you want to stay alive.” “But… Alpha Elijah. You can’t do this” She cries.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

“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.