Azrael Novels & Stories

- Jason, I have to tell you something important. -You know you can count on me for anything, right? -Yes, that's why I need you to do me a favor. -Whatever small -Do not freak out. -I warn you. He looks at me confused. -What? Why? - Jason ...- I murmur. I tell him not to get upset and get upset. -In agreement! - him raises his hands in peace sign - I'll try not to, but tell me. -Do you know who Azael is?

she screamed “You know, I have been waiting for this moment and I am so sorry to see you die but you brought this upon yourself,” she said “I am so sorry Andrew,” she said before she pulled the trigger

I now know that this was the work of The Keepers. His name, Azrael, meant Angel of Death. This was not a lie. The amount of havoc he and Andres wreaked after splitting, was insane. Before that, and this was hundreds of years ago, we crossed paths. Azrael was on a mission to collect ingredients for his split. None of us knew exactly what he was doing at the time, but he was very determined to get things done. I was seeing a woman back then. She was a Vampire, of course, so she actually liked me for me, and not because of my Reaver charm. She was drawn to me because of who I was.

Long black hair hung loose past his shoulders, and dark, nearly black eyes bore into mine. I thought to ask who he was when I noticed the bident in his hands and knew who I stood before. I quickly took to a knee, bowing my head. A God was visiting me. Not just any God, either. I am before one of the original six. The God of Death, Hades, stood before me with a somber look on his pale face.

Rain would come. Azrael, oh how many news and articles have I searched about you, a prodigy and the youngest businessman to ever build a corporation. Why didn't it occur to me that you could possibly discover that I am a creature different from you? I guess I removed the possibility completely. He chuckled for a bit, and if what the humans believe what heaven is, this might be it, at least for me. He smelled so manly with his usual minty scent. My hands cannot help but rest on his broad and hard chest.

All you had to do was look close enough. Not even a second later Zion showed up, appeared out of nowhere with his wings unfurled and an angel dagger in his grasp. We were on the bridge that connected Hell to the mortal realm. The sea of lost souls raging beneath us. Everything was bathed in a majestic golden glow. An illusion of beauty to disguise the wickedness of this place. Zion's eyes instantly found mine, sweeping over me. When he saw my tear stained cheeks his eyes turned obsidian, a purple glow radiating off him that wasn't only visible to my eyes but Lucifer's as well.

She says. "The pleasure is mine!" Chris responds. "See you later!" She says to Raphael before heading to the door. Both guys watches her retreat in silence. Immediately she shuts the door, Chris turns to Raphael with a mischievous smile on his face. "Sky, this house is filled with temptations!" Chris remarks. "To you. Because those temptation as you call it are my cousins and sister!" Raphael defends. "In the sense of it!" Chris says. "To you, because Alexandra is the only one who knows we aren't blood-related. They all think am their cousin!" Raphael, says. Meanwhile Chris ringtone intrudes. He watches Chris retrieve his phone, cuts the call and turns to his direction.

The fear in his eyes turned into anger. That was right, five years ago, the nation of Tianfu announced the official retirement of the legendary God of Death, M*mned, five years ago. It seemed that the Chosen One, Azrael, retired, but in fact, everyone knew that Azrael M*m had died. He had heard that the God of Death M host had offended someone he shouldn't have. He had been surrounded by the world's top killers, and even several world-class snipers had been sent there.

Surely this was a mistake. “No, unfortunately it is not.” A deep guttural voice said behind him. The voice was chilling to say the least, what was more chilling was the eyes that peered back at him when he turned to verify it was who he thought. Azazel stood over 6ft tall, just like his twin Abaddon, he had midnight colored hair and crystal blue eyes. One would think they were pretty if they didn’t know what was hiding behind them. “You’re a long way from your kingdom, your majesty.” Daniel stuttered. Azazel was the only person Daniel feared. He was in charge of making sure Daniel knew the consequences of letting a soul slip through his fingers.

There is something dark and ominous about them. "Hello, daughter. " Alec's voice made my jaw clench tight. "I hope you don't mind, but I've brought some friends to help celebrate the full moon tonight." He first motions to the unfamiliar man, "Elias is a guard I met while falsely imprisoned for delivering you your punishments. He is a hybrid, werewolf, and warlock. His powers may have been bound by the Grand Coven, but luckily his mother, Cordelia, was happy to help my cause."