Azriel X Oc 소설 & 이야기

“And I’ve been waiting a long time for you, Luca.” Luca stumbled back, energy flaring uncontrollably. “What do you want from me?!” Azrael’s eyes glowed, white-hot. “You carry my essence. My power. You are the culmination of what I’ve seeded into this world. And now… it is time to awaken fully.” Aiden felt his blood run cold. “Fully? He’s already unstable!” Azrael’s staff pulsed. “Unstable, yes… but controlled enough to destroy everything in his path. And that’s exactly what I intend.”

I felt exasperated and hopeless. "It is quite a good move to cut it, Since males will swarm on you non-stop if they know that you are a female," Aja said while smiling at me kindly. "It is. Truthfully. By the way. We initially wanted to seek information about the Immortals. Specifically, the god named Sephtis and the twin goddesses named Ayla and Arie. Do you happen to know who they are?" Lowell asked politely while getting straight to the point.

Ariel muttered under her breath as she caught sight of the scars on her skin. Earlier, she was overjoyed with the fact that she was the only one at home and now that she set her eyes on Damien's picture, she felt a cold aura around her and that was when she knew that she might never heal from the trauma that was caused by Damien. Only the mere sight of his pictures caused shivers to run down her spine.

"If this is considered lesser... what does the real Void Beast look like?" A thunderous explosion erupted across the battlefield as Lucian launched into the air, countless spears of crystalline ice materializing behind him before raining down upon the advancing monsters. The frozen lances struck with pinpoint accuracy, impaling several creatures at once before sealing them beneath layers of enchanted frost. Cheers erupted from the soldiers lining the walls, but they barely had time to celebrate before Kael descended like a blazing comet, his flaming greatsword carving through the battlefield in a sweeping arc. Fire exploded across the ground, consuming wave after wave of Void Spawn until the

Olivia's eyes lingered on the maroon silk pocket square tucked artfully into the chest pocket, a striking contrast against the darkness of his suit. As her gaze traveled upward, Olivia found herself entranced by the intensity of Azazel's maroon-colored eyes. They were a unique shade, like the finest red wine, and they seemed to hold a depth of knowledge and secrets that both intrigued and unnerved her. Those eyes, paired with his strong, chiseled jawline, gave him an aura of both danger and allure, a potent combination that stirred emotions deep within her.

Crymillia was able to use Demonic Skills and [Supreme Regeneration] while Azazel had Heavenly Arts and holy elemental attacks. With every attack that Azazel was able to land on Crymillia, she kept getting weaker. Her ultimate form allows her to heal even holy element attacks, only at a very slow rate. “You really did get stronger, I’ll say that.” Azazel threw a comment. “But I am still superior.” Crymillia was breathing a bit heavily but maintained her composure. “It seems so.” “I’ll let you go if you tell me what you need the crystal for.” “I already told you. No reason really, but Pearl might know what to do with it.”

Ciel smirked and stood back on his feet. “My powers are cooler, you wanna see?” Azriel flickered his finger, and a flicker of fire appeared at the top of his finger like a touch. Roxie was fascinated at the sight as she drew near to get closer but Kaizen suddenly cleared his throat and the moment was ruined when Azriel put it out. She pouted in disappointment as she looked at Kaizen. “My shield is cooler,” Rune uttered, instantly getting a bright smile from Roxie. Kaizen crossed his arms over his chest. “I want to believe you learned something from today's lesson.”

It was the same spell he had used against the group back in Hydern, except this time it would be full strength. Cytus heard Azriel's command as he was channeling. 'I can't wait until this alliance is over.' The spell completed at the same time Azriel created his twister. "What is he doing? He'll kill us all." A healer said in a scared tone. "Never trust an angel." Cytus said before disappearing in a flash of speed. - Lucifer -

Everything on me screamed EXPENSIVE. I was not used to this type of lifestyle, and I doubt I’d ever get used to it. Azriel had been spoiling me silly with new and expensive things every day since I had arrived. He had recently changed my phone to an iPhone 16 Pro Max. Crazy right? Suddenly the door swung open, I took a glimpse at who it was through the mirror and saw Azriel standing there, looking like a Greek god. He looked so handsome in his black suit, like a sculpture. His hair was well-styled and combed. His eyes were no longer hazel. Black eyes stared at me instead, and he inhaled deeply, a growl echoed in the room making my panties moist with desire.

It was like the man wasn’t there or they didn’t feel guilty at least, about it. “You don’t need to be surprised, Ezra. For a person who had a Lycan son, who has also been given up on, I am surprised that you are still surprised about me.” Alvize said, stopping me. I had to fight back growling at the man whose eyes were fixed on our parents. The odd and scary part about this was that the man showed zero emotions, and zero remorse. If anything, he didn’t seem to be in the pain that I was in.