Azriel Reader Novels & Stories

With Daegal and the other man who— "Who is he? I've never seen him around here before," Naomi asked. "Azriel... Chief Azriel. He is one of my closest friends and a loyal ally to my rule of the continent. You do not remember seeing him on coronation day? I thought that..." Daegal paused at the confusion on Naomi's face, trying to piece the new revelation together.

’ was his reply before the link was closed. Azriel was good at his job, keeping a distance from us. I could just see him in the review, but that was with my enhanced sight. To a human, they wouldn’t notice anything. Especially as we caught up with traffic and he blended in with it all. I pulled up in front of the shop, jumping out to open Sarael’s door. Khalid chuckled, climbing out. “Looks like you found a real gentleman, Auntie.” he teased.

I grit out in frustration. Azazel shakes his head and approaches the stone altar, resting his hands on it and looking beneath it. “Bloody hell!” He yells out in defeat as he kicks out at the altar. The stone cracks and breaks beneath his fingers, sending fragments of rubble flying all over the place. That’s when I see it. Moving forward, I grip Azazel’s swinging arm and wave at a broken piece. “Look!” I call out as I approach the broken slab and push a few pieces aside. Azazel squats beside me and reaches for the book hidden inside the opening. The book is old and ripped, but there’s no doubt that it’s the answer to our conundrum. Azazel opens the cover and turns a few pages. His face bright

Azriel replied, his tone calm, almost unreadable. Sean exhaled a plume of smoke, brow furrowed. “I don’t think this Zen is anywhere near as good as she’s making him out to be.” “I don’t think he’s any good either,” Azriel admitted, letting the smoke curl lazily from his lips, “but I still want to hear what he has to say.” Sean leaned back, curiosity and skepticism warring in his eyes. “And how exactly do you plan to do that?” Azriel exhaled another cloud of smoke. “I’ll set out with her tomorrow.”

Zion told us more about his father and the dark king's close relationship, I could tell he admired their evil work by how he spoke and my skin crawled. " Those were great men," " They were killers," Azriel barked. " Aren't we all," Zion smiled tightly. I could feel Azriel's alpha aura roll off him in waves and I put my hand gently on his leg to calm him. " What is your plan here?" Azriel asked. " Well, this is a family reunion," Zion smiled and I nodded at his word, making Corey cock an eyebrow in interest.

Beneath their feet was polished stone, soft with age, etched with shallow spirals like water had once pooled there. In the center: a shallow black pool, still and unbroken. No reflection showed on its surface. Not of sky, not of flame, not even of themselves. Azriel stepped toward it, drawn not by curiosity—but recognition. He leaned over and looked. What stared back wasn’t him—but a version of himself carrying all seven flames. Not as weapons. Not as burdens. But as voices. His arms bore names. His eyes shimmered with threadlight and starlight and something more ancient than both.

” Ouriel was reading from his phone, “An excepts from My Experience with The Angel of Death by an unknown author.” The next morning, Remiel and Azrael was sat in the dining table, in front of each other, while Ouriel was sitting at their side in the head of the table, behind him was a painting of a rose with blood drippings. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt. Rad and Rogziel were out early. And Nae was arranging their lunch on the table, “Stop it Ouriel, no one’s listening to you.” Nae said as she sat down beside Remiel. Azrael was playing with her fork and Remiel was staring at Azrael’s fork. “Well, you’re wrong.” Ouriel turned to Azrael, “Azrael, what did I just read?” he said, confiden

The other angel said. “Uzmael?” I was surprised when I heard the name Uzmael and remembered what Michael told me. “Uzma, thinks he is higher than God” But Lily is Uzmael. Well, I am sure that she didn’t know it, like me. I didn’t know that I was an angel before. If Lily is Uzmael, well who is the owner of the white smoke? Michael will better know this but I haven’t seen her since I pushed her away.

"Like... like you have already done it often." Azriel snorted dismissively, the corner of his lips lifting into a meaningful lopsided smile. "I just like to watch adult movies in my room when I'm bored," Azriel answered in a casual tone, closing the sketchbook with a quite soft *prak* sound. He stared intently at Isolde's ripe lips, which were still swollen red due to Evander's actions earlier. "So how about it, Sweet Miss? Do you want to or not? This offer does not come twice."

“Yeah” “That’s rather unfortunate, giving how much hatred I have in my heart for you. This is a huge mistake and I will die before I accept you as my mate with and Luna. Cassie, I Alpha Elijah, reject you as my mate and future Luna. I would never get involved with the daughter of my enemy , so you are free to go out there and find love and protection in some other man’s arms, because you will never find it in mind. Stay clear of my part if you want to stay alive.” “But… Alpha Elijah. You can’t do this” She cries.