Azriels Obsession Novels & Stories

Her long blond hair was let loose. "Don't worry, as I said. This spell will make Azrael’s enemies not see me." She winked at me. Then she turned to Azrael. "Ready?" "Ready." He answered. He kissed my forehead, as Serenya opened a portal. "I will be back soon, love." Azrael said tapping my nose." He did not want me to worry, but how could I not? The bitch wants him. Tabitha is obsessed with Azrael and she will use any dirty means to get him back. My heart skipped, hating that thought. I will not allow it.

"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.

Faith's Pov: Once I locked up the shop and turned around, I was met with a sight that made my heart skip a beat. Alessandro was standing there, his eyes fixed on the sky, looking up at the moon. The way the moonlight bathed him in a soft glow made him look almost ethereal, like he was a part of the night itself. He stood still for a moment, taking in a deep breath of the cold, crisp air.

Amelia's POV Stepping into the sanctuary of the bathroom, I let myself slide down against the door, seeking solace in the solitude it offered. My attempts to muffle the sobs that threatened to escape only seemed to intensify the emotions welling within me. The realization of being trapped in this nightmare of a situation consumed me. It was a twisted reality I couldn't fathom escaping from. A heavy weight settled in my chest as I contemplated the impending dread of what he might do next. His obsession with me was beyond any rationality, and it seemed like he was fixated on breaking me down, bit by bit.

His golden eyes flickered with a mixture of excitement and trepidation, haunted by the weight of the choices he had made. Their pace slowed as they reached a secluded corner of the library, bathed in the soft glow of a stained-glass window depicting a scene of heavenly harmony. Azrael halted, a distant look in his eyes as he recalled his first encounter with Azazel. The sheer intensity of his emotions reverberated throughout his body, causing his wings to tremble slightly, their normally pristine white feathers now graced with crimson streaks—a testament to the turmoil that love had ignited within him.

The scene was disturbingly real—Aziel plunged into boiling oil, condemned to endless torment. Aziel's face went ashen, and he shuddered, looking at Landon as though he'd seen a specter. Meanwhile, Aria paid no mind to Aziel's mental state, instead observing the members eagerly awaiting the outcome on the website. She didn't need to feel it to know that the manifestation was already here, feeding on humanity's darkest parts. Aria arched an eyebrow and sneered. "I suppose this is the Sacrificial Offering Manifestation. The heavens really have some twisted tastes. No wonder the old man's so messed up."

He would stop at nothing to possess her, even if it meant destroying everything in his path, including her. His obsession with her was like wildfire, consuming everything in its path and leaving only destruction in its wake. He was willing to give up his life for her, but only on the condition that she was his and his alone. His obsession blinded him to everything else, making him see only Athena and his own desires, which he believed to be justified by his overwhelming love for her. But his obsession had twisted and distorted any notion of love he may have once had, leaving only a destructive force that threatened to consume them both. He believed a lie and punished her with a heartless eye

My eyelids try to close with all their might, but I resist and slowly manage to open them, although everything is blurry, I see that I am on the ground, lying. When I close and reopen them, Azael's face appears in front of me, watching me with a frown, with his piercings and his black shirt through which his tattoos peek out and spread across his neck. But when I blink again, there is no sign of him. As if it was part of my imagination.

They all laugh. Remiel butt in, she was wearing a simple blue dress that matches the season, “Why all of a sudden, you’re obsessing with Azrael?” Azrael raise an eyebrow at Ouriel, “Let me correct you, I’m not obsessing with Azrael, never.” Ouriel said while showing a disgusted face to Azrael, “It’s not her tales either, you know, I just wanted to know what happens when she came to get you. I’m just curious.” Ouriel explained. Azrael looked at him, he probably gets curious about how her job really works.

I was certain of it. He slipped a single finger between my legs, rolling the tip around my clit. “You'll see that the confidence isn't a bluff.” *** AZRIEL Her vulnerability should have bored me, yet it drew me in like a magnet. I chuckled softly to myself, images of smoke and singed wings flashing in my mind. The beast and the moth, the moth never escaped the flame. And still, here I was, allowing this girl to come close enough to burn me, which wasn't typical for me at all. I didn't consider the consequences.