Azriel Gwyn Novels & Stories

However, due to Azrael’s condition he couldn’t really recognize most of them, it ended up mostly in a bunch of happy birthday wishes as well as reintroductions. A tall man about the same height as Azrael and Caleb walked closer towards the two, his long strides, beautiful posture and dark brown hair had caught the attention of various ladies on the ship, with many attractive men around, such as Azrael Thorn Execroz and Caleb Martin Cohen, the appearance of Gideon Versarius Sibal almost blinded most of the women inside the boat, their circle of friends before had always been the center of hot topics of most girls in Guijing City.

he instructs as I nod. He opens the first door and walks in closing it behind him. I sigh observing the room closely , the dark black interior with red-wine color touches feels really deep and weird but it also speaks alot of how Azriel really is. A mystery , Azriel is a deep mystery. No one can predict what he will do the next moment , I've myself seen his mood change suddenly in short time periods. " Hey kitten , let's go." My thoughts break as he smiles walking to me.

“Y-You are Eli?” Elder Lucriel stared at Azrael and uttered, “You had her eyes…” he paused and stood up from his chair, “What is your name?” he continued while walking towards us and stopped in front of Azrael. Elder Fana also walked towards us and Azrael stood up, “My name is Azrael Shepherd,”

He groaned, licking his lips and sucking his teeth. “Elijah never knows when to stop, does he? It's sad that I'll have to send your body back to him. Again.” Without hesitation, Azriel sprang into action, his movements fluid and precise. He grabbed the vampire and punched him right in the face, a tortured scream ripped out of his lips as I heard a sickening crack. Azriel fought with an intensity that left me breathless, each strike calculated and efficient. It was as if he were a different person, a warrior protecting what was his. I realized then that there was so much more to him than met the eye, a depth of strength and determination I had underestimated.

"I want you to meet our new Beta, Gideon. He's going to help run some training drills today." I extended my hand to the new Beta, smiling, "It's nice to meet you, Beta Gideon." I said, and I meant it. Beta Gideon was nowhere as tall as Alpha Rhodes, but he was thick and stocky and clearly strong. He held a commanding presence, but his wide smile was reassuring and trustworthy. He had deep, espresso coloured skin and rich brown eyes, and his face was lined with age and laughter. I warmed to him immediately, grateful that not all of the new Alpha's pack was as frightening in stature as Jonas.

The journey gave us so much and brought us so much more. "I'm so proud of us," I said out loud. "Me too. We gave up a lot, but we got a lot in return. We were destined to rule Godric, and we had proven that every single day." A soft knock pulled my attention back to the office. Balthazar stood in the doorway looking as tasty as ever. His hair was a slight mess, and his tie was pulled apart and hanging around his neck. The first few buttons of his shirt were undone, and his sleeves were rolled up, exposing his tattoos. He did them a year after my crowning. He wanted to show the unity our joining brought to the world. His left arm had a dragon curled around his forearm, blowing flames at the m

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

The magnitude of what they had witnessed left every mind reeling. Ryan stared at her through a haze of tears. He had watched her die. He had felt the soul-tearing finality of it. Yet here she stood, alive, glowing, and transformed beyond anything he could have imagined. Aria lifted her head slowly. The intense white light in her eyes softened just enough to reveal her gaze, a mesmerizing blend that was more than human, more than wolf, more than witch. She was all of them and something greater. The first Tribrid Sovereign. The child of prophecy made real. The Phoenix reborn, not as a bringer of destruction but as a force of renewal and unimaginable power.

Not falling. Descending. A shape resolves within the tear: vast, geometric, impossibly precise. Wings of fractured light unfold, each segment rotating independently, covered in sigils that rewrite themselves faster than my eyes can track. The Reverent recoils violently within me. Directive presence detected. Arbiter-class. Blake swears. “That’s… bad, right?” “Yes,” I breathe. “That’s catastrophic.” The Arbiter lowers itself until its feet—if they can be called that—hover inches above the ground. Midnight screams beneath it, ley lines flaring bright red before dimming under the suppression field radiating from the being.