Novel & Cerita Azrael Diablo

The Awakened Blood King returned. Bloodstorm engulfed Valenfort’s sky. The city trembled as another ancient entity stirred — Azrael, the sealed Blood God. He rose from the earth, half bone, half fire, blood wings eclipsing the moon. Each step cracked ground, shattered space. “At last… the gate opens.” Evelyn trembled but gripped Blood Shadow. She knew one way — sacrifice her soul to close the cycle. She raised the sword, voice shaking but firm: “Azrael… I am your descendant — and your end.”

As they lay dying, their form flickering between shadow and substance, they gasped out one final message: “Azrael… he's coming. The prophecy… must not…” Then they dissolved into nothing, leaving only a lingering chill in the air. “Azrael?” I turned to Liora. “As in, the fallen angel Azrael?” “The same.” Liora's expression was grim. “He seeks to prevent a prophecy — one that involves you, dear one.” That's when my mates finally burst in, skidding to a halt at the sight of my new… accessories.

Azrael's hand falls from his chest, and he chuckles, pleased. Oh lord, now I understand why I gave Cree a freaking migraine. Azrael’s glowing silver eyes take me in as he licks his pale lips. Fuck, is he really going to eat me? He inches closer, and my legs instantly move backward. “What the fuck do you want?” The silver disappears from his eyes, and they fill with darkness. “The same as your wolf-boy.”

"Malcolm Baal is marrying a mortal!" Holy matrimony. Arthur pulled the CV-3 video viewer off and dropped it beside his laptop. This was the worst possible news. With a groan, he leaned forward and bumped his forehead against the steering wheel. Karl would want to retaliate. And there were only five agents on the kill the undead team. They were too outnumbered to do anything overt. And they still didn't know where Aya was. That damned Baal was hiding her.

" The prince shouted. Drake was trying to smile devilishly. "You're not a respected royal. Why would I respect a useless creature?" He scoffed. "I will kill you; I will kill your heir!" Drake's expression went cold and dark, staring at the prince. "If you dare to hurt my heir... don't let him hunt you down to hell and meet my demon there." Drake seriously muttered "I'm not scared of Satan!" "But you are scared of me." I have the devil's eye... which means I'm Satan. "

This was not how soon they were planning to fight the Angel. "So, he chose me after all," Tenshi muttered. "Oh, you're done so quick, Pika." The Arcangel Pika opened his eyes and stared at the ice blue eyes of his nemesis, the Angel of Death. He hates those dull eyes of Keisuke, they were too cold he can't stand them. "Well I beat him up like you told me to do, didn't I? Plus! You said I can do whatever I like," he told the Angel of Death, his voice sounding annoyed that he was talking to him.

He gave me a little squeeze before leaving the room. "I'm Rachel, sister of the beta Daniel. If there is anything you need please let me know. I'd be happy to help." She held our her hand to me as she introduced herself. I watched as the alpha left without a word, leaving me and Rachel alone. "You could help me with something." I burst out as an idea crept into my mind. She looked very intrigued but then the smile was quickly replaced with a look of uncertainty. " Have you mind linked with them? That's what I do if I ever need to get a hold of Alpha Ben or Daniel." She said.

“I’ll make sure to kill you using your own blade when you set foot on earth! Don’t you dare!” Azrael did not respond to what Gabriel said. He just kept looking at us and slowly he smiled. In just a glimpse, he already had a dagger in his hand. "Is that your blade?" Via asked, having also read my mind. "They have the wrong blade, right?" "I have different versions of blade," Azrael replied. "Let's say what they have is something that can make angels bleed, but can't kill them," he gave us with a wide smile. “Now, now ... what should I do with both of you?”

Azrael was in his second year at the academy and he was also a member of the 2nd year Elite Class together with another Prince, Prince Andriel. “Yes. Our class was a little bit different to yours because we had 4 commoners compared to your class that is composed of nobility.” Azrael smiled. “I heard that someone named Dio was a part of your class.” “So? Are you interested in him?” Cassiel said as she looked him in the eye. Azrael patted her head. “Not really. I’m just here to remind you that you shouldn’t treat others well just because they remind you of our brother.”