Azrael's Blade Novels & Stories

The battle will begin today, and only one of us needs to stay and it would be me. I heard voices from above and they were all cheering. I can hear the metal screeching and It seems that they are preparing for the war. The spiritual war that will happen today. The spiritual war happened billions of years ago and will happen again now, not because we need to know who is mightier but to bring balance on earth. I need to end his ambition of being a god because he will never be one. The thunder roared and the heaven split. The angels from heaven fly down like lightning. The help is here and I am no longer outnumbered. The war between me and my brother started. While I keep an eye on Maria. I will

Finally his hand stopped on what appeared to be a very thin, short,flimsy blade. “Out of all the tools I have in this bag, this one right here, this flimsy little blade is the most effective in torturing this little angel. You see Daniel, Marcus and Lucian are more angel than demon. So I make sure I keep my angel blade sharp. This seemingly harmless thing is actually one of the only things that can kill an angel. The second being Lucifer's sword of course.” Azazel explained as he walked closer to where Marcus’ body hung. Marcus braced himself, and closed his eyes. Daniel looked over at Elizabeth, “Can your wings fly?” He mouthed. She nodded, letting them fall.

As if there were no blade at his throat, Azrael strode confidently across the aisle and came straight to me. “What do you think you’re doing?!” Caius hissed at him, while gripping my arm firmly. Azrael didn’t respond but in a swift movement, he grabbed Caius' throat. “Azrael!” My eyes widened when I saw blood cascading down Caius’ throat. “You’re hurting my woman, Caius,” he coldly spoke. The Royal Guards surrounded Azrael, their swords pointed at him but Azrael’s world seemed to narrow on Caius and he couldn’t see anything else.

Looking at the state they were in, they will just hinder Mara from accomplishing the plan she has devised for herself. "YOU'VE GONE weaker, Azrael," Greed mocked when their swords met again. He then casted a spell which repelled Azrael, causing him to create a hole on the ground when he fell on his knees. Azrael was about to get back on his feet when Sloth suddenly appeared behind him with a huge smirk. His spear was about to stab him but he redirected it on time and jump away. Greed and Sloth are not giving Azrael a second to breathe. They attack after an attack until they landed a fatal blow. Azrael vomited blood upon recieving a stab from Sloth's spear made with black fire and a slash fro

He growls back at me. “And I'm not afraid of death, slice my throat and I’d still love you, it’s just hard to keep it inside and I'm sorry for that.” “Azrael…” I place my hands on his shoulders. “I d---don’t know what to s---say. Let’s never talk about this anymore.” I moved away. I heard a loud snarl from behind, Azrael pulled me away as I was about to turn around and saw a wolf slicing his claws against Azrael’s chest.

"Be something stronger. Be something that survives the blade." The magnetic seals lock with a finality that echoes in my chest. I’m left alone in the dim light of the Faraday cage. My hand goes to my stomach, following the path his palm took. The child is quiet now, but the ache in my bones is returning—the drugs are already losing the war against the DNA Key. Be something stronger. I realize then that Damian doesn’t care if I survive the extraction. I’m just the packaging for the next version of the weapon. I reach into the bedpost and pull the Phantom Blade free. The silver threads are leaking again, a faint, metallic glow dancing along the titanium needle. If Damian wants a blade, I’ll gi

He said rubbing her shoulders. "Noah!" She croaked and hiccuped as she cried with all her heart. "He doesn't d-deserve that!" She stuttered and wiped her tears holding his only bracelet that fell. "I know Mia, he doesn't deserve that." BLAZE VIEW. Blaze was in his human form, fighting off the rogue warrior in one second, he ripped their head off with anger and his eyes glaring at nowhere. There was he, his only objective was to kill the rogue alpha without any mercy.

Witnessing Alex stabbed in her chest, she felt guilty because she deserved to die than Alex. Meanwhile, Azrael approached Alex weakly while groaning in pain. He tried to pull out the stab silver sword slowly and Alex whimpered in pain. “A-Alex… please hold on! Please don’t die!” he said as more blood came out when the sword got pulled out. He put his hands in Alex’s wound and tried concentrating while calling the force inside him. As a half-angel, he knew he had healing powers. Hope-filled his heart when his hands lit up through Alex’s deep wound, but it didn’t heal. “A-Azrael, it’s no use. Stop wasting your energy…” “No! I will do everything to keep you alive. I don’t want to lose you, Alex

Our collision sent us both tumbling across the weed-choked parking lot. I rolled to my feet first, silver light flooding my limbs, suppression abandoned in favor of survival. Azrael recovered almost as quickly, his silver knife already in motion. I dodged. Barely. The blade passed close enough that I felt its cold burn even without making contact. "Fast," Azrael observed. "Faster than you should be." He circled me. "You're channeling more power than a newly awakened Moon Blessed should be able to access safely." "I'm full of surprises," I shot back, circling him warily.

The chain was revealed to be attached to his giant naked blade, and he spun his weapon around like a heavy pendulum on a rope. "Great, now he has a weapon." Minos remarked, before letting loose another arrow. Nymgos's chain and blade easily knocked the projectile off its course. He spun his weapon a few more times and tossed it towards Minos and Rei who both managed to dodge out of the way. The blade scraped along the tiled roof top, sending sparks in all directions. The big drow yanked on the chain and swung it to the side, sending the blade towards Otheric.