Azriel Novels & Stories

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

My face fell, “But who are the others?” “There are three. You can save them all, but there will be a price.” I sighed, holding my head in my hands. “Who are they?” “My son will help you, he is a healer, as I am.” “Who are you?” The angel’s face lit up, a bright smile adorning his attractive features. The angel took his glasses off, revealing light-colored eyes. My mouth fell open, “I am the Arch Angel Raphael, but in my human form, you can call me Azarias, Az for short.”

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.

“Gray?” uttered a bemused Sarah Lewis. “But I thought you just woke up? Is it alright for you to walk around already? Wait, did you get a haircut? You dyed your hair black too.” “Did you just mistake me for that woman?” scowled Azriel at her then after he wore his glasses, he pulled on Elreese’s hands wrapped around him. “And get this little creature away from me.” He gently pushed the little girl toward her. “And aren’t you Sasha Neuman? According to my data, you supposedly died three years ago because of an imprudent drunk driver.”

I turned to him then I smiled at him as if I just noticed him. "Oh, hey! What's your name? I'm Aaron, Aaron Miller" I said as I extended my hand at him. He stared at my hand for a while then he shook it. "I'm Aziel, Aziel De Vega, nice to meet you, neighbor," he said. I laughed awkwardly when he said that. Then I took my hand back then I started writing in my notebook again. "Wow, what a rude bitch this guy is," Nathalia said. I looked towards her then I saw her hand extended towards me. I flicked my middle finger at her.

Found it satisfying to know I wouldn't be the only one going crazy. Garren explained that it was a very rare bond. It was only given to those who were destined to be together, but we're so blinded by pride and their own mind that they couldn’t get past it to be together. It amplified our feelings for each other making the need to be together stronger. Garren also explained that only a few beings could create everlasting fire and use it. Balthazar being the obvious one, but also a few others in history, could do it. One of them being Ryuu, of course. He explained that’s why I could push out most of his powers and why I could leave Balthazar in the first place. The flames lived in my veins and

"Yes..." He holds his hand out to me, covered in dark leather gloves. I withhold an eye roll. Gloves are far too common in individuals not interested in finding their mates. I’ve seen Isaiah wear them in almost every public appearance he has made...He probably doesn’t want a mate, a Luna who can challenge his views. "Zire. Isaiah's second-in-command." "I didn't know Alpha's needed a second-in-command,” I murmur curiously, shaking his hand firmly.

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;

"I am Azazel." . . . #TBC