Azrael Santi Novels & Stories

It took three, four, or five second, before the scent hit me. It’s him. The man in the archives. Azrael.

Her breathing was shallow, barely there. There was no response. Not even a flicker of her eyelids. “Aria,” he called again, voice cracking. Caleb’s tone sharpened. “Ryan. Company.” Figures emerged from the shadows between the pillars. Mages in dark robes marked with varying symbols stood like observers at a ritual already concluded. One stepped forward into the dim light. “You are too late.” Ryan ignored him. He kept his hand under Aria’s head, feeling the faint stutter of her pulse. That small sign of life was the only thing keeping him from tearing the room apart right then.

Ariel was lust in a world of lust as she stared at Damien, she watched as he flexed his muscles which rippled beneath his shirt, his shirt had two buttons undone as he went through his paperwork, he was aware of Ariel gaze on him but he wasn't ready to confront her about it.

i stutter There's a knock on the door and i quickly regain myself, push him backwards and arrange my scattered hair and he just smirks at me. Eulalia gets a well paying job at a very successful company but she doesn't know why she can't stop thinking about her boss and all the dirty things he could do to her. Constantine can't stop thinking about the little angel that works for him and beautiful her blue eyes are. He will stop at nothing until he makes sure that she is HIS.

No matter how much she tries, it still falls. Now how can she face him tomorrow? Should she just stay or go back to Saiva's? She huddled, thinking how weak she is if she returns to Saiva. The night was late when Selena faced the other side and saw that Amorivia was still awake, staring at the ceiling. Maybe she should tell the lady what is bothering her. "Hey!" She calls softly, careful not to wake the sleeping Arwha. As soon as the lady turns to face her, she asked, "What does the Angel look like? Is he really scary? Because Arwha seemed to be more troubled after meeting him."

Even though we're not related but I feel a very deep connection with him and I don't know why, he once mentioned that I remind him of Sienna. Since I opened my eyes ten years ago and glared at him I felt a connection. He's the only person close to me right now and I'm not losing him even if I have to die doing so but I'm not dying right now, I have a mission to complete. I'm going for them, I'm going to be their worst nightmare. The queen of terror. They call me, Amphitrite the dark angel.

he took another deep breath and held her hands in his before glancing deep in her eyes, "Will you be my girlfriend, Angel?" "No."

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

For now. ???: “ Don’t tease the boy too much, Cross. Clearly that loud obnoxious roar of a laugh of yours must’ve scared him to the bone. But I suppose at the same time that's also one of the many things that I love about you. Hi there Naraja, ignore that brute of a man for now, I’m Saint Teresa of Avila and it's an honor to meet you.” ???: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.”

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