Azrael Santi Mga Nobela at Kwento

MIRANDA Ace rolled off me, breathing heavily with beads of sweat coating his flushed skin. His hair that was long at the top matted over his forehead and those stunning hazel eyes were hooded with exhaustion, "I'm wrung out," he regretfully grumbled on a breath.

"Isla?" Tears carve trails down her dirty face, looking at me with disbelief, "Zac?" I scoop her up bridal style, cradling her body to my chest, inhaling her scent. The tiny zaps of electricity I thought I'd never feel again dance across my skin as I pull her closer. My eyes rake over her, scabs in the form of symbols carved into her chest, arms, and legs. My chest constricts at the sight of her; varying degrees of silver burns are around her wrists and ankles, and small cuts and bruises color her dull skin. I don't let the thoughts of what she's been through steal the happiness of having her back in my hold.

"Don't be sorry, I'm happy just like this. As long as I have you and we have our mate, that's all that matters." "Well shit, your definitely making this hard for me to kill us then. " Azrael said , then suddenly got lightheaded and felt weaker than he did moments ago. "Do you have a name?" Azrael said as he reached out to catch himself as his body slid down the wall and he fell to the floor. "Zion." "Zion, I like it!" Azrael said as he seemed to struggle to breathe. Zion felt happy and wanted to purr that his human liked his name. But he could feel what was coming and instead wanted to whimper.

Noel sighs. “Yeah. I’m just saying he’s the only one who can muster the healing power.” He says. Altarria has no choice but to admit it. Yes, Azrael was one of them long ago. He was a bright and strong guardian. His power is equal with Altarria. He kept peace at the Judgment Road. No one dared to disturb the road. Altarria always partnered up with him in protecting it.

” Noticing that I haven’t even made an attempt to speak or even move -since I was practically unable to even breathe anymore- she only continued, “Ookaaay, first things first,” “In case you were wondering, the reason why Azrael isn’t a fallen is that he’s...Well let’s just say he’s not your “regular” Archangel like the others, since he’s one of The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and all that shit... And since his grace is practically bound to my soul...Uh...let’s just say that as long as I’m alive, he’s...He will still be his...usual self...” Even though that last sentence left me feeling somewhat confused -mostly by the way she so evasively explained it- I however chose to mainly focus on

she retorted. “Where are you?” he asked, his voice sounded different from the other line. “Santa Monica.” Azrael replied as fast as she could. She glances at Ouriel who was singing his heart out, “I’m with Ouriel.” the wind was blowing Azrael’s hair to her face, she put its strand behind her ear when someone caught her eye. It was Bernael with a girl. She raises an eyebrow and did not heard what Yerach was saying, “Hold that thought.”

As if she’s been looking for me for a long time. I looked at Tania and she was crying. I looked at Divina who was watching at their front door and she was shocked about what was happening. She is in a panic and she doesn't know what to do. I know the Doctor is a fallen angel that was left after the battle. The last one standing among fallen angels. Who is pretending to be a doctor? I don’t want her to hurt Tania or Divina. That is why I tried to call my black smoke to help me but they are not coming out. I don’t know if she can control it not to come out while she is holding my arm or it is not coming out because it is not real, but I am Isaac. The angel of death. I looked around again and I

This baby has no soul; it is cursed to be Azrael’s human body by Satan. Azrael was currently running on the roofs of the houses in the spirit world, the replica of the human world but this place was only covered with blue and gray color. She spread her black wings then flew through the top of their mansion. After reaching this destination, she sat down at the top of their roof where her room is near. She returned back as a human and the place suddenly turned into a colorful world. She’s now back to being a human that lives in the land of the living.