Azriel Gwyn 소설 & 이야기

Cain fell back, shielding me behind him, our bodies flush against each other, his eyes never leaving his opponent as the sky overhead became crowded with angels and Nephilim. “Who is it?” I yelled above the din of wings. His eyes cast upward for a brief moment, then they narrowed. “Penemue and the asshole with the horn is Azazel.” “And?” I prodded him, this was not the time to be the strong and silent type. “And….Penemue is a grade A fucker. He is not on our side. Azazel is though, for all the help he is.” I could hear the eyeroll in Cain’s tone.

Surely this was a mistake. “No, unfortunately it is not.” A deep guttural voice said behind him. The voice was chilling to say the least, what was more chilling was the eyes that peered back at him when he turned to verify it was who he thought. Azazel stood over 6ft tall, just like his twin Abaddon, he had midnight colored hair and crystal blue eyes. One would think they were pretty if they didn’t know what was hiding behind them. “You’re a long way from your kingdom, your majesty.” Daniel stuttered. Azazel was the only person Daniel feared. He was in charge of making sure Daniel knew the consequences of letting a soul slip through his fingers.

♱ • 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.

"Let me in, brother, let me help you... this path you have chosen, it will consume you. You cannot do this alone, no matter how much you want to..." "...The Ceruleanian you yearn for is no ordinary resident in Cerulean but the Prince. He is Azrael, the direct descendant of the first of the Four Great Gods. This means he not only shares the celestial essence with Obenis himself but has a soul linked to the Third Heavens." He paused for a moment before continuing. "It cannot go on, Azazel. This cycle is doomed to failure. Yes, you can send yourself into the Great Cerulean Palace Halls unnoticed, but once you do as little as share a kiss with Azrael, you both shall begin to transform, taking in

she said snarky, she literally hasn’t seen anyone of them for years, especially Yerachmiel whom she hasn’t saw in probably thousands of years by now and except Ouriel whom she saw before she left. Remiel stood beside Rogziel, if you wouldn’t ask, you wouldn’t know they’re actually twins. The only thing that looks similar on them was their eyes. Beside Rogziel was Yerachmiel, medium brown hair and brown eyes. He has the same hair length with Rogziel but he has his fixed neatly behind his head. The one with the brightest face was Ouriel, he looks young but is actually older than Azrael who is the youngest. He has a dark blonde hair, circular face and a sparkling emerald green eyes. He’s the on

Good Lord Azrail leader of the lone wolves.Very powerful. I need to inform him that I am coming. Like Dawn said more security means safer. Better safe than sorry. I felt my phone vibrate near me, his number. Let's get it over with. I dialed the number and rang four times until the filthy bastard picked up

I said as I pleaded with him with my eyes. “My name is not Gavrael, it’s Zephyr.” That was his only response before he gave the command for his army to attack. As the first wave of the beasts advanced, I raised my hands and they shrieked as I blasted them off with pure light. The beasts behind that first line paused, not daring to step away from the dark shadow surrounding them into my light. The first line that I blasted was nothing more than specks of dust now. “That was just a warning shot.” I growled.

She clearly needed reassurance that things were going okay. “The demon here is called Azrael and he is contracted with Beckah Griffen” he said to her. “Why?” Clara said quietly. Caiden processed Azrael’s use of the word ‘fruitful’. It seemed like Azrael might have made a contract with Beckah that involved the souls of other people. Caiden could not call his contract with Clara fruitful because he would only be receiving her soul.