Azriel And Elain Novels & Stories

Azriel looked at each of them—Kael, Elarai, Mira, Velan, Elen, Orren, the boy. Four words burned steady in his chest. He smiled. > “Now… we build.”

Before I could react, Azriel swiftly intervened, forcibly removing Elijah's hand and positioning himself protectively in front of me. “Easy there, Azriel. Remember, she's not exclusively yours yet. Until I see your mark on her, she remains available to any interested male. I must say, she would produce strong offsprings for me. Don't you agree? There is love in sharing, you know," Elijah taunted, relishing Azriel's escalating anger. I think Elijah knew exactly what he was doing and he was enjoying the reaction he was getting from Azriel. He was trying to rile him up and it was clearly working.

♱ • 1750 B.C • ♱ Unfortunately things seemed to make more and more sense, as if one little piece could finally fit the other and all I had left was a damn puzzle practically complete. In the end I had not left so much time to think, after all if Azrael really was a traitor, he would act again. If he were really serving his God - he would try to bring Elaine to the third territory.

So without asking them any questions, I sat on the side with Felicity. Confusion filled me while waiting for them to speak up, until Drake spoke in a serious way. "We heard about what happened at the last event project you accepted, Cielle." I quirk a brow while looking straight at him, not backing down to how dark he gazes at me. "A failure, don't you think?" I leaned on the chair as a smirk slowly made its way to my lips, "What about it?" "Yeah, what about it?" He retorted back, repeating my question in a mocking way.

Taryn lifted her head and looked him straight in the eye. "Your jaw fell to the ground," he said, winking. Taryn closed her mouth that had opened wide in surprise. "What?" she asked after reassembling herself. "When Aislin and I were ten and eight years old respectively, we met a Ucria. Aislin had first arrived in Althea, at the request of my father, it was shortly after that the arrangements for our engagement were established," Elhias said sighing. "During the first night, Aislin was attacked by an assassin, only the Gods know who sent him."

“What?” “Lia is not my fated mate. The two of us got married to kill Killian. Things have changed in our plans to being more intimate. Therefore, instead of this being just a deal, the two of us are a real couple.” Ezra said, and his mother shook her head, clearly not wanting to believe him. “I do not expect a reaction or a response. But everything is about to change, and I wanted you to be in the picture of this. Killian would be dying, and I will be sure that my siblings’ blood doesn’t go in vain.” “Ezra, you are insane. The man…”

Elin looked at him and shook her head, “Of course not. It’s the toilet keeper doing. They must have offended her somehow" She was giggling nonstop and gasped as Bardie glared at her and stopped near Shan seat to mutter something near his ear. Something spicy was going to happen and Elin was getting that vibe as Shan glared her back and stoop up from his seat. Bardie smirked evilly and stayed still to watch the show while Shan walked toward her with his menacing glare. “Something feels off!” Noel said while looking forward and leaning a little near her. She gulped and leaned a little near him, too, while looking at the angry Shan, “Yeah, something is definitely off”.

I cried and patted myself for comfort until my arms ached from holding myself and finally, sleep crept over me wrapping me in a fragile warmth. The next afternoon, sunlight streamed through the penthouse windows. I sat at the kitchen table, a cup of untouched coffee in front of me. Every movement felt heavy, like wading through water. A knock startled me. I wiped my eyes, straightened my spine, and opened the door. Julian stood there, that easy smile of his lighting up the space. Sometimes, I wished my husband shared even a fraction of that warmth. “Elara,” he greeted warmly. “Sebastian’s in the study,” I said after a few pleasantries.

December 20th Cato’s point of view When Elias, Jess and I escaped the crowd to a quiet part of the forest, I lifted Jess and spun around. She giggled and grabbed my face, pressing her lips against mine. “My handsome Alpha,” she said, running her hands down my chest, “And Elias, you never told me you were going to be Beta!” Elias’s lips twitched, “Well, we were busy running for our lives.” I put Jess on the ground as Elias held his shoulders tense, worry etched on his face.

Aeros said, his voice heavy with emotion. “But why would Jonathan do that to me? Elyse said whoever did that to me used dark magic and that we’re looking for someone skilled enough and bold enough to bring it close to me.” Aeros looked up at my face sharply, as if uncertain about what he had just heard. “Dark magic?” he repeated, raising a brow, and I nodded. “Yes.” “Elarian,” he whispered softly, “there is something I should tell you. Someone else suddenly showed up after you became unconscious.”