Azula Novels & Stories

The sun was barely up when Evelyn received a message on her burner phone—a number that only a few trusted people knew. The text was brief and to the point: *Meet me at the old cathedral. Midnight. Come alone.* Evelyn’s heart pounded as she read the message. Kade didn’t waste time. The old cathedral was a relic from a forgotten era, long abandoned and shrouded in urban legend. It was the perfect place for a clandestine meeting, far from the prying eyes of The Tribunal.

– Sonny yells in his head. - I don't care about your excuses. Pay real attention to what I'm about to tell you. I, Angel Carson Brown, of the Lycan Moon Pach, reject you, Klaus Nelson Young, of the Lucan Moon Pack, as my mate. As soon as he finishes speaking, pain crushes Angel's chest, but he shifts and runs back to the packhouse without looking back.

Tired of being left in the dark while my entire life spiraled further out of control. For several moments she simply stared at me before finally letting out a resigned sigh. "Fine. It's about the woman in the harem right?." I didn't answer. I didn't need to. The tension filling the room answered for me. Azula inhaled deeply before reaching for a silver bowl resting beside the altar. My eyes narrowed as she dropped several dark herbs into it before setting them alight. Thick gray smoke immediately began curling into the air, carrying a stronger scent of herbs throughout the room.

, Dawn replied, pointing to the windchime hanging over the window opposite the bed. “Sure”, Lena agreed. Dawn grinned, watching her hopped up from the bed to unhook the item, the metal cylinders jangling at they moved. She brought it over and laid it down on the duvet. Lena then sat down opposite her friend and they linked hands over the windchime. “I call upon the spirits and the magic of nature. Aqua, terra, ignis et aer”, she began.

I also went to check the status updates of my friends. When I got to Haniya's update, the first thing I saw made my eyes twitch. It was a picture showing a guy holding the flag of a country - a country I wasn't sure I knew the name of - against his body. The middle of the flag, which was white was stained with the guy's blood. Haniya's caption for that photo was 'pray for Nigeria'.

she finally looked him in the eyes. There is vulnerability there, sadness and confusion. "Who?" it doesn't matter. Even though love is not a sin, emotions are not a part of an Angel. They should stay neutral. Her sin is that she loved a demon. "Azzazal" his eyes widened. They can't be together. Azzazal is the next lord of the Underworld and she is now a human. Even she must know that. Althea is pure, innocent to this world, but she is not stupid.

He is the oldest Alpha out there. He doesn't say another word, until we left the bustle of the city, the skyscrapers thinning, although we still remained in quite a busy looking neighbourhood. I follow Jasper's cue as he points to the right of him. "That, is Alpha Asher's estate. The Alpha of Desire." Instantly, my mouth fell open. Never in my life have I seen anything so brilliant, so lavish. It was lit spectacularly, in a multitude of different colours. It dripped wealth and superiority over the rest of the city, placed upon a pedestal that demanded attention.

It looked like something out of a painting or a tale. When Kizzy began drumming slowly, Aza sat down and gestured for me to sit down next to her. She took a piece of chalk and began to trace Erzulie's veve—her sacred insignia. There was already a large faint mark from the countless times Aza must have drawn it before, so the action was quick. Before us was Erzulie Freda's veve—a heart, accurate to the goddess and her sphere. Aza stood again once the veve was completely finished. I knew what was next—she had to circle the veve with flour. I quickly grabbed the brown vase next to me and handed it to Aza respectfully, then watched as she poured flour into her hand and trailed it behind her whil

Azura had tracked for quite some time until she picked up the scent of smoke. She noticed that the forest looked more diseased as she continued on. There were no green bushes or shrubbery or flowers and the trees were bare. They either had dead leaves or lacked leaves at all. It seemed like everything was dying. She could tell she was getting close. She knew there would be scouts in the area and probably guards, the way they had them at Silver Moon with regular patrols. She decided to get an aerial view and climbed up a large hollow tree. It was effortless because she could prod her fingers or poke her foot into it’s frail body to climb up Once she got high enough, she was able to se

And he called me Aze, only my friends call me that way and I'm a hundred percent sure that he ain't my friend. "Who am I? You really wanna know who I am Aze?" "Yes!" I answered bravely, not minding his stare that seems to melt my whole body and the heat that is surrounding the both of us. "Well, I am your mate my Azmariah Denise Cole," he answered and trapped me with his arms. "What are you talking about?" "Oh wait, let me introduce myself to you. It's so rude for me to not introduce myself. I'm Apollo Blade Lucerne, Mi Reina"