Azriel Fanfic Novels & Stories

They still seemed interested in me… but what if— My eyes shifted to Axel. “And if Liam lets go, what will happen to me? You already have a mate anyway,” I said, rolling my eyes against my will and displaying my jealousy. “We don’t have a mate,” Azriel’s voice cut in sharply. My breath caught as I turned my gaze toward him. He slowly got to his feet. His black long sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, revealing those strong arms. My eyes flicked to his fingers. Those thick fingers had been thrusting deep into my wet core last night. The memory sent a shiver down my spine, pushing more heat between my thighs.

she said, after pondering. His jaw twitched in frustration. Finding Aurilious was just as difficult as finding the portal, if not more. "You can go now," Azriel commanded the woman. The witch left after sketching a bow to them. Azriel exhaled a sigh and leaned back in his seat, "Zen is a motherfucker." "His mother was nice. Only had she swallowed him, we wouldn’t be in this mess," Sean replied, his hostility for Zen dripped generously. Azriel chuckled. His point had the point.

Azriel's words were harsh and his tone flat. Sienna shook her head. "You are lying," she refused to believe him. Azriel snorted. "You really think you are that special to catch my attention? I admit I wanted a taste of you. I wanted to know what nerds taste like. I had it and now I am bored. I might have used you some more if not for my dickhead father who decided to banish me. I am already very annoyed, Moonshine, don't irk me more and get lost," he said, annoyed.

For some reason that did not matter at all, I think my attraction towards the descendants of Eve was reduced when my memories came back. Anyways, I think I'm ready, looking at my status board that changed quite significantly. Name: Azriel Iliac (Eleceed) - F-tier Strength: Unmeasurable Agility: 5*000";';'!$($ Luck: 1*";";393000 Defense: 5*503039';_;4_;_ Intelligence: 1384;_&;!$"(3939 Immunity: _!138$($($2!2??)/39

“Hi, Mavis...” Azrael raised his hands, “I’m not a God.” He wrapped an arm around Ava’s back, “But I’m Her’s.” Another boy came up to them with a hurt look on his face. He glared towards Azrael but gave Ava a sad look. “So, this is the reason, you wouldn’t want me to have feelings for you?” “Dustin,” Ava sighed out. “I told you that you were my friend and nothing more. Why can’t you see that I have feelings for someone else?”

“We will speak of it again.” Azriel returned his gaze to the untouched food, the tension settling into his shoulders like an unwelcome cloak. His thoughts drifted, not to the girl his mother had chosen, but to the one who was not at this table — the one whose presence in the estate was an anomaly, a disruption he could not yet name. ⸻

“You don't get it, do you? You don't know her! She seduces all the guys in school, lure them in so she could fuck them and what guy wouldn't want a free fuck, hmm?” “I… I…” My voice was small and shaky. “I should leave.” “No!” Izar said firmly, pale blue eyes hard with rage. “I invited you here.” Azrael watched the whole drama with cold, calculating eyes, but I could definitely feel his gaze burning a hole in my face. Izar took my hand in his and I noticed Azrael's eyes following the movement. “Saphielle is my friend and you'll give her the same respect for her you give me, do I make myself clear?!”

I protested. “He's acting a scene, Aurelia,” Talia began to explain. “He knows that his people have already been moved towards Alpha James due to the latter’s bravery, and he's trying to use a simulation of the exact trait of bravery to get their sympathy, and then their loyalty back—” “I still don't understand,” I cut in, impatient.

Ezra, who was sitting beside me, got up from his chair and extended a hand to the Lycan, shaking it. “I believe that you of all people should be aware of my support for Mikhail.” Ezra answered, raising an eyebrow at Killian. “The main question is why are YOU here? I believe that you are a rival?” “Yes, I was a rival to Mikhail’s father, but that does not mean that I have to be toward his son. You know, a family rival can end somewhere, and I choose for it to end with his father.” Killian said, looking at Mikhail who frowned at the sight of the Lycan. Ezra put his hand on his chest, pushing him back.

Layon shrugged, though the amused smirk on his face said differently. "Don't even try and deny the fact that woman is a conquest of yours!" Angel snarled at him, far more vicious than she'd expected herself to be. She stumbled to a halt, stunned by her own reaction. "What's the matter? Jealous?" he rumbled with laughter but before Angel could protest, he began to shake his head, "I've never been with Fuchsia but her sister Violet, well, let's just say they both took a shine to me."