Azul Ashengrotto Novels & Stories

She shouted “Not in your wildest dream,” The white angel said with his sword. He cut the other three of Lily’s wings that made Lily fall but I grabbed her with my left arm while my right arm reached Billy because she was unguarded while lying at the back of the white smoke. When I touched Billy in an instant she got burned and turned into ash. The white angel as well as his smoke were gone in an instant. While Lily and I gently fell to the ground and the note with ‘gluttony’ written on it fell on the floor. I didn’t bother to pick it up. I just stepped on it and it still burned. I looked at Uzmael and she slowly turned back to Lily and I am slowly turning back to my normal look. I saw an eye

I don’t want to go dabbing his crotch. “I’m so sorry Alpha,” I say quickly, watching the fabric of the napkins soak up the water. He glances up at me, eyes of pure emerald green. “That’s perfectly okay. It was an accident.” “He would never hold something like this against a girl as pretty as you,” Asher taunts from beside us, a smile of pure feline amusement dancing across his face. I find myself blushing, as Noah breezily laughs off Asher’s taunt.

“This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.” “Okay,” I muttered when he gestured to Jasper to leave us alone. Once the door was closed behind us, Beta Rodriguez got up from his place and walked towards me. “Call me Andres when we are not alone,” he said, and I nodded my head. I thought he would walk back to his place, but he surprised me as he lightly traced my cheek while I stood as still as a statue. Various emotions swirled in his eyes when he quickly pulled back and turned around.

Marcus signaled his men to pass out syringes. I recognized the vials of pale blue liquid. Wolfsbane inhibitor. It would seal a werewolf's ability to shift, leaving them weak and vulnerable. "We can't—" one of the warriors protested. "Inject it," Horton's voice was like stone. "That is my final order." One by one, the elite warriors of the Shadow Guard injected themselves. Their bodies began to tremble, their powerful auras rapidly fading. Finally, it was Horton's turn. He took the syringe and, without hesitating, plunged it into his own leg.

Achilles walked down two short corridors and then turned around to face the dining room, which had a circular dark green marble table with six seats, but only four chairs, the seats already set. Achilles' mother has long platinum hair, actually a grayish white, very reminiscent of a snowfall, her skin is white and fair, her eyes a dark blue, like a night with clouds, while his father has short hair, cut in a military style, and brown eyes that resemble honey. They both stood up. "Dad, mom. This is Sophia Turner." Achilles introduced himself. "Sophia, this is my father Lucca Lykaios and my mother Sapphire Lykaios."

And why did I feel so scared of him? “Alpha Sight?” He nods, then he raises his hand and elongates his nails. “It’s when an Alpha embeds their claws at the base of someone’s skull to view their memories. Like I said, Cezar wasn’t innocent of anything.” I look at his black claws and watch as they go back to normal before I peer up at Nero again. “Did… Did Cezar do something to me? Is that why you don’t want to tell me?” A pained expression crosses his face, and my heart drops. I don’t want to think about it… in fact, I don’t want to know what that man did to me. If it was something that still stuck with me after all this time, then I am better off not knowing.

Long red hair spilled over her shoulders. Her blue eyes were bright and confident. She was beautiful. So beautiful it hurt to look at her. Azerbel felt her stomach sink. A strange coldness spread through her body. Slow. Heavy. Impossible to ignore. Guerero gently pulled the woman closer. Their hands remained linked. Not loosely. Not by accident. But tightly. Like letting go was the last thing either of them wanted. Something cracked inside Azerbel. Not loudly. Not all at once. Just a quiet fracture.

"You think that I am bitter enough to…to end your father's life just to get to you?" I stood my ground. I wasn't going to let her emotions make me waver for any reason. "I am only here to find out the truth." "I didn't do it, Asher." She tried to reach out to me, but I pulled my right arm backwards instinctively. Her left arm paused midair as she watched me move backwards. Sophia sunk her teeth deep into her lower lip, before pulling her arm back to herself. "Asparagna's nectar is a bluish green fluorescent substance everyone is familiar with." She started to speak, and I nodded in agreement.

Azul’s state after casting Soul Blaze was equivalent to the strongest among partial Pre-Deities. Facing the sneak attack of three partial Pre-Deities, he was still on the weak side, but at least he would not be killed with one blow, and could still resist. Boom! The first attack, the God of Thunder Hammer, reached him. After touching the Blue Light on the top of Azul's head, the huge force pushed the Blue Light down, and when it was about to hit Azul's head, a hand blocked the hammer. Azul's newly grown left hand raised above his head, abruptly blocking David's clone's blow.

"No worries, I only need them to see." They smile at me and the boy who said I'm pretty adds, "She's funny, Uncle Ashrac." If only Ashrac had his sensitivity. "And who are you?" I ask. He steps forward with a glowing look. "I'm Botan of the Purple Dragon Clan and I'm four." He turns slightly and places his small hand on his brother's arm. "This is Rotan of the Purple Dragon Clan and he's four too." Rotan brushes off the brotherly hand. "She knows that, dummy."