Azriel Reader Novels & Stories

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.

For some reason that did not matter at all, I think my attraction towards the descendants of Eve was reduced when my memories came back. Anyways, I think I'm ready, looking at my status board that changed quite significantly. Name: Azriel Iliac (Eleceed) - F-tier Strength: Unmeasurable Agility: 5*000";';'!$($ Luck: 1*";";393000 Defense: 5*503039';_;4_;_ Intelligence: 1384;_&;!$"(3939 Immunity: _!138$($($2!2??)/39

"Azriel is a beast, Skylar!" "Azriel is a warrior creature from Otopia, he had quelled all packs in Otopia with his mysterious powers, he isn't stopping there, he had vanquished and whipped out packs from different lands. They said he shifts into a beast but no one had stayed alive to tell the stories and even those who saw what he looked like, their memories were always blurry" Ivan explained.

ZADOK “Alpha Cole sent in another letter,” Azriel said, closing the doors behind him. “He is requesting a response on whether you would honour his invitation.” He sat in front of me, “What do we do?” I smiled in my seat. It’s been a while since I’ve seen Azriel this stressed about something, or perhaps I was too self-absorbed to care these past few years. “Come in, Azriel. I didn’t realise you’ve been knocking that long.” I joked and he rolled his eyes.

She knows it is impossible to erase nor to kill a man or woman using her own hands, after all, the human species is on the same level of importance as theirs, both are beloved by the creator. The day went on with Azrael telling her words and the meaning of it as she lays down on his bed and him reading a red thick book, the dictionary. He can use his phone or laptop but he prefers to read something that is tangible, for him, it means that he can always come back to it without having it changed or lost. It was a weird preference he had, considering he was behind one of the genius inventions of the year, an application that altered the world of commerce.

A sign that Azrael can leave. While driving he thought of saying hello to his girlfriend. Akira Cruz, a bank teller assigned to Makati. Unbeknownst to Akira, Azrael is a Product supervisor in a company in Taguig so Azrael always has an out-of-town walk. He had no idea that Azrael was a feared assassin. “Babe, where are you? Can I see you?" “Of course, babe. I'm already at home, did you just come home? Maybe you're tired,” Akira replied quickly.

-Don't screw me, we were on time- Azael suddenly says. I don't know whether to be surprised by his tone and the words he uses of him or why he is defending me in a way. -Excuse me? -for the first time the literature teacher, who I don't know his name, directs his gaze towards us, lowering his glasses down the bridge of his nose. His eyes are so small that he reminds me of a mole and a few strands of white hair fall over his forehead. - He already heard me- Azael answers coldly.

The moon above was cracked in half, bleeding light down onto my skin. Azrael stood before me. Not a monster. Not a god. Just a man with silver eyes and a grief so deep, it pulsed like a second heartbeat. “You think you’re alone,” he said. “But every time you chose love over power, you became more than me.” I wanted to ask him what he meant—but he was already fading. “The bond didn’t make you. You did.”

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.

Chapter: 27 ****** Their steps were measured and deliberate as Azrael led Offilies through the aisles of books. The library was vast and quiet, the only sound accompanying their conversation was the soft rustle of pages and the occasional fluttering of wings from passing Ceruleanians. As Azrael confessed his forbidden affairs with the Devil, Offilies listened intently, his cerulean eyes widening with each revelation. His usually composed demeanor was replaced by a myriad of emotions—shock, concern, and an underlying fear for his beloved Prince's well-being.