Azriel Fanfiction Novels & Stories

she said confidently without even a hint of hesitation. My eyes widened as I looked at Aziel in confusion. Is he out of his mind? He’s still on a phone call with his ex. “What are you doing?” I asked in a low voice. He smirked as he slipped his hands under my shirt, pulling it up lightly, revealing my belly. He pressed his lips against it, playfully sucking while lightly biting it, leaving obvious marks on my skin. It was ticklish that my body shivered at every movement of his mouth.

Azrail lit a cigarette and stood outside the window.He was never a smoker but these 2 years changed him completely. He became a smoke addicted and alcoholic. He was still thinking about the thing Aurora said to him. "She lost 2 years of her memory.She didnot remember anything after their swizerland trip.That trip which changed everything between them.And the result is what he become now.A fucking Alcoholic and a smoker. He looks at the girl who is sleeping in the bed.She becomes more beautiful. More then he saw her last.

I can both be an alpha and her mate and I can only do that if we'll stay in my palace. I was able to do that, she did stay with me but I was so furious when she again met her friend, Carmen, there. At first, I thought it was gonna be fine until I heard them talking about Aze being a vaewolf. I know this was gonna happen but then I didn't know that it's going to be this early, so I tried to stop her from talking to her yet she won't listen to me that made me have no choice but to abduct Carmen to take her away from Aze. At first, she suspected me of Carmen's sudden disappearance but I was able to erase it to her and make her believe that I did nothing and I'm not involved in her friend's disa

My back arched uncontrollably, I felt the weight of his left hand on my stomach, limiting my movement. “Zakael…” I heaved, panting. He must've noticed I’m getting closer. “Say you’re mine.” Zakael demanded, slowing down his pace and tormenting me at the moment. “No…” I said firmly, my head tilted upwards, already impatient and annoyed. This isn’t fucking fair. I need a release. “Say it, Azalia. You’re mine now, say it.” I gritted my teeth. His fingers moved in a speed and slowed down after. It was a heavenly hell. It was a torture and a bliss. That’s why I fucking love it.

Declan said, his voice completely serious as he lifted my chin with his fingers so I had to look right into his eyes, and he smiled softly before adding, "I don't want to hide you anymore, Azrielle, you just have to trust me for a little bit longer." "I do trust you," I said, and I really meant it because he had never given me a reason to doubt him, when he leaned in to press a soft kiss against my forehead, I felt completely safe, believing that we just had to survive seven more days of silence before everything could be out in the open. My phone vibrated violently against my thigh, breaking the quiet moment, I pulled it out of my pocket while Declan watched me, his brows furrowing together

When I open my eyes, I see my doom. Azriel standing, practically glaring at me while holding Aiden by the collar. His eyes have turned obsidian, with rings around the dilated pupils. “Azriel, let go,” Aiden growls, wrenching away from his hold, but Azriel’s gaze is not on him, was never on him. It has been pinned on me. My heartbeat ratchets up as I stand frozen, wishing for the past few minutes to be erased before I realize. “It was mutual. He isn’t forcing himself on me if that’s what you think,” I blurt, which in retrospect was a wrong thing to say. His fingers wrap around mine, his grip tight before he yanks me towards him.

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.

Beads of sweat trickled down my brow, my body poised for one final leap, one final surge of energy that would carry me away from this wretched room and the clutches of Azrael who sought to possess me. But just as victory seemed within reach, Azrael's voice cut through the tension, his words laced with a sinister undertone. "I have restrained myself for far too long, Alyssa," he sneered, his voice echoing in the dimly lit chamber. "But no more. Your resistance only fuels my anger." My eyes widened with a mix of fear and anger. How could love, if that's what he claimed, manifest in such a twisted manner? I had seen glimpses of Azrael's affection over my time here, but they were entangled with