Novel & Cerita Azriel Bonus Chapters

AXEL It took everything in me to follow Azriel’s orders. The urge to grab my phone and answer her calls weighed heavily in my chest. Azriel had fucking instructed us to push her hard so she would be willing to come back to us on her own. He seemed obsessed with making her explore his sexual preferences. He wanted to take her to his playroom. I knew Alessia’s stubbornness wouldn’t let her give in easily, and Azriel wouldn’t fucking force her either. This was the only possible way.

Before I could say anything else, she hung up on me and blocked my number. I laughed self-deprecatingly. After so many years of marriage, Nia should know my character by now, even if she did not love me. Would I ever stoop so low as to insult Jonah online? The next instant, Jonah posted a screenshot of a million-dollar transfer. I knew that was Nia’s way of consoling and compensating him. This time, however, I did not care anymore. She could misunderstand me however she liked. It did not matter. In a manner of speaking, I might have to thank Jonah. If it were not for him, I would not have known where Nia went.

Aziel got up to follow me but quickly got surrounded by Selena and her bitch crew. When I looked back his expression was frosty as if he had encountered something unpleasant. Selena started flirting with him so I quickly turned away and headed to the next class where thankfully I would not meet Selena but unfortunately I would encounter Aziel. Even though all my encounters with Aziel had been quite pleasant, I just couldn’t get rid of the thought that he might just be like everyone else. That he might break my heart if he got the chance so I wanted to distance myself from him.

“Infinity Poison Resistance! Infinity Protection! Infinity Divine Power!” Alice looked at Azrael and the unconscious Angelo at the back of the Flaming Lion King and also cast a spell to protect them from the poisonous smoke. She pulled Azrael and kissed him. Then she said, “Azrael, stay above the ground with Angelo. Fly upward with your spirits and don’t step on the ground unless I say so. Stay away from the devil slime, okay?” Azrael frowned, and his forehead creased. He was about to react when Alice looked at him seriously. He sighed and nodded. Then he got in the back of the Flaming Lion King with Angelo, then flew higher. He could see what was happening below him.

I scoff, “get real.” “You are his bonetta, and the same rules for mated souls don't exactly apply to you. If you eat from his heart, you will gain his Alpha title, his strength, and foresight. The shift of power usually only happens one way if you are not born an alpha, and that is if a male kills an alpha, stealing his title.” He lifts his gaze to meet mine. “In my hands, I hold eight generations of royal strength and gifts. I know in my twin-hearts that Zion is still hanging on with his singular heart keeping him alive. Most species don't know that we possess twin-hearts and Zion is a healer. If he has enough strength, he will be able to rejuvenate his twin-hearts."

"He you he was preparing for battle.” “That was a significant moment in Azazel’s life, a turning point. It was creating a core memory that I'm sure is why you were pulled there.” "He he left one chunk in your soul with you when left your body. No It is unusual what that happen with The Magic black.” Zagan frowned. "O chunk in your soul what he he left with you I wanted be there for O time significant at life in Azazel, O time in which he started a war. Then you showed up.”

“You show up, get me off, vanish. I’m starting to feel like a booty call.” There was a silence that followed, thick with tension. And then, right in front of me, the shadows folded inward and he emerged from them. And he was fully formed. Not smoke or half formed this time. Azariel stood in the middle of my tiny living room, impossibly tall, broad-shouldered, all heat and menace and perfectly carved body. His skin glowed faintly, like dying embers of flame. Horns curved back from his forehead. His eyes were molten. Not red but deeper. Like lava under glass.

Slowly, impossibly, Azriel stepped closer. The black smoke reacted instantly, surging toward him like a predator sensing prey. Gasps erupted across the courtyard, but Azriel did not stop. He continued forward until only a few feet separated us. Every instinct inside me screamed danger, yet another part of me—something deeper than instinct—felt no fear toward him. That contradiction terrified me. His eyes searched my face with unsettling focus, lingering as if comparing what he saw to something buried in memory. Then he spoke, quietly enough that only the three kings and I could hear. “Interesting.” Kael frowned. “What is?” Azriel’s gaze never left mine. “She’s fighting it.” My breath hitched

He caught what I was doing, but I didn't care, I just shrugged my shoulders. “Would've never gotten me this far.” An amused smile tugged at his lips. “You mean, under my rules or…” I shook my head in pure discomfort. “You're such an asshole. Thank you by the way, for the chambers.” I couldn't understand Azriel very well. He's the type of villain to give you good sex, to make you forget you're mad. If only he was disgusting and ugly. “You're very welcome. I hope you like the place? I instructed them to make it very comfortable.”

“What are you talking about-?” What the!-- My head suddenly rang and it’s extremely painful. I suddenly fell off the whole place and became unconscious. The next thing I knew I was already at home with my memories of being the “Guardian of souls” had returned. AZRAEL THE LAST PSYCHOPOMP "to kill or to save: choose your purpose" Written by: Chavinsky Y.E