Azrael Supernatural Novels & Stories

“When the Vampire used that name, Asteria, I got chills. I realized then that it did make sense that it could be her, that it almost had to be. She’s one of the only Vampires that’s ever been able to create the sort of shields from Cassidy that she’s experiencing now. The other was Daunator, and he exploded, so I don’t think he could be back.” “God, I should hope not.” Eliza wiggled her shoulders, like she’d gotten the heebie jeebies. “You were there, weren’t you?” Jo asked, straying from the topic slightly, but her curiosity had gotten the better of her. Eliza nodded. “I was there when your mom and Christian used some special grenades he’d come up with to blow Daunator into a billion pieces

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

“It says a hybrid with five aspects will either save or destroy the supernatural world. But 'destroy' doesn't mean what everyone thinks.” “What does it mean?” Zane asked. “Destruction of the old system,” Selene explained. “Breaking ancient supernatural contracts. Challenging the existing power structures.” The room fell silent. “Azrael wants to control that power,” Selene continued. “He believes he can manipulate you. But he's wrong.” Aria's supernatural aspects began to pulse—each one responding to Selene's words in different ways. The wolf growled. The vampire's energy spiked. The witch's magic tingled. The demon became alert. The angel's light flickered.

Cole grumbled at Suzan. “We are only letting off some steam.” “I’ll give you letting off some steam!” Suzan snarled back at him and even without looking, Angel knew that her eyes would likely have flashed a bright silver, threatening to shift, threatening to become the beautifully sleek black wolf she had been gifted with when she had come of age. Suzen was lucky, all the Aplha pack were, and many of their pack besides. Practically all were beautiful or otherwise naturally gifted, everyone but Angel, who was seen only as the traitor’s daughter.

Stifling a laugh, I sit back and say, “Well, you already know that I am Jason. I want to know exactly how you found my number and know everything about her and what is going on.” Hesitating, he scans the room before stating, “I work with an organization called the Luminaries, we keep an eye on things that are older than humanity and that could eventually pose a threat to it. Your soul eater is just one of many and she has literally been around since the beginning of time as far as we can tell.”

Jordan said. “What is the Azrael’s blade and how was it formed?” Penelope asked and the hall was quiet for sometime. “The Azrael blade originally belongs to the angel of death. It was formed in the bowels of hell by the great self acclaimed Lord of hell, Lucifer Morningstar. The blade was stolen during the wars between angels and demons and since then, it has been passed unto many humans and has lost its true essence, you are currently in possession of it” Jordan said and Penelope knew it was the end for her and he was certainly having her powers.

Azrael’s eyes filled with tears. “Don’t.” “You weren’t born evil.” “Stop.” “You were hurt.” “I said stop!” “You decided nothing was better than pain.” Azrael screamed. “ENOUGH!” His power exploded. The entire First World shook. Hope fell backward. Adrian caught her. Azrael’s body began changing. Black energy surrounded him. His human appearance disappeared. His eyes became completely white. His voice became distorted. “You want to save everyone?” Hope stood. “Yes.” “Then save them.”

I didn’t respond again. “Or are you scared that you won’t achieve your plan of becoming the Luna Queen? That’s your plan in the beginning right? To gain back your power and make them pay for everything they have done to you. You realize that I was too weak to be used so you dropped me and went back to Caius,” I didn’t say a word. “Fuck!” Azrael grabbed both of my shoulders and pinned me against the wall at the speed of light. He was too quick and I didn’t even dodge it.

It was like the man wasn’t there or they didn’t feel guilty at least, about it. “You don’t need to be surprised, Ezra. For a person who had a Lycan son, who has also been given up on, I am surprised that you are still surprised about me.” Alvize said, stopping me. I had to fight back growling at the man whose eyes were fixed on our parents. The odd and scary part about this was that the man showed zero emotions, and zero remorse. If anything, he didn’t seem to be in the pain that I was in.

“You cannot resist what was born with you. You will either destroy them… or destroy yourself.” Aiden’s chest tightened. “He’s not just fighting them… he’s fighting himself.” --- The Serpents’ Leader Emerges From the shadows, a figure emerged, larger than any other, clad in black and gold, carrying a staff tipped with a glowing blue crystal—the source of Darius’ command over the Serpents. Darius smirked. “Meet the master… the real puppet master.” Aiden’s stomach turned. “Who the hell is that?” The figure stepped forward. The energy around it was palpable, bending the very air. “I am Azrael,” he said. “And I’ve been waiting a long time for you, Luca.”