Azur Lane Character Novels & Stories

I have recently passed the gate and was heading to the forest, running through it, hoping I get somewhere safe. I saw a green lake and jumped in, holding my breath as the men surrounded me. "What do you mean you lost her?" Xylah yelled. "She is weak and injured, how could you let go of someone like her?" She snapped. "I'm sorry your lady," a guy had said. "I heard you were the one to let her go, why?" Xylah questioned. "I thought I saw her majesty Sophia," the male voice replied. "You thought," Xylah mumbled. "Kill him," she ordered and after a struggling sound, the whole place became quiet.

I brought my eyes up to look at his handsome face and simply nodded. I suddenly thought that through the years, Axel was becoming more and more handsome and toned. He was wearing a tight white shirt under a blue denim jacket, paired with the same color of denim pants and white rubber shoes. He had long dark brown hair that reached only up to his shoulders. He pulled it up to a neat and tight ponytail today. On most days, he would usually let his hair loose, and comb it thoroughly, and sometimes he wouldn't. His tanned body and huge muscles have done it all for me. Every time our bodies accidentally touch while taking a group photo or being stuck in a crowded place, my body would freeze feeli

This seems to make Charlotte happy. "Forgive me, Luna." The other two walked out and did the same, Nova and Alice went down on one knee and showed their neck showing they submit. "Rise, my warriors." When Charlotte said those words again, the crowd was bewildered, no one could ever believe what they have just witnessed. The chatters and shouts didn't stop as they can not comprehend as if they hadn't seen the events unfold in front of their own eyes, hence everyone was happy, and they cheered and clapped for their newly proclaimed Luna.

Azura Ryker pulls me closer to his chest, his lips finding mine with a desperation that takes my breath away. It's as if he's drawing life from me; the urgency and longing in his kiss are palpable. The familiar scent of cinnamon wraps around me, comforting and grounding, making my wolf stir with joy. He’s saved us again, she whispers, her tone tinged with reproach. She’s still upset with me for doubting him, accusing him of using me and questioning his loyalty. Can’t she give me a break? I’ve just fought the biggest battle of my life—teetering on the edge between life and death.

It is a story about a little girl who could control fire magic. "Is she a hybrid?" "Yes. A fire mage and a dragon." I leafed through the pages and a white paper fluttered down. We both stilled before Blaine picked it up. "It looks like a note. Open it." It was a long white paper, folded into a square. He pulled it open and his eyes widened before he handed it to me. Azura was written on top of the paper and then there were branches following down and down. It looked like someone was attempting to make a family tree spanning over centuries.

The engine shut off, and the driver’s door opened. I took a deep breath. This was the moment—I would greet him with a smile and show him that despite our last fight, I still cared enough to welcome him home. Azriel stepped out, tall and broad as ever, his presence impossible to ignore. My chest tightened at the sight of him. He looked tired but as striking as always. His eyes met mine for a brief moment, and something unreadable passed between us. Then the passenger door opened. I froze. A woman stepped out. She was stunning, slim with dark hair cascading over her shoulders, dressed in a fitted blue dress that looked like it belonged on a runway.

He touched his lips. Rhea let out a sigh. “The personality of the body you took is what you will have until you return his body. Apparently, Axel Arcadia is going to be a friendly guy.” “Handsome too.” Azura added. Aspro shook his head in amusement, looking away from Hannah and to Azura. “Doris’ student, correct?” She nodded. “Yes. My name is Azura.” “Beautiful name. It’s a pleasure meeting you.”

Azrael and Rogziel followed him. Azrael rolled her eyes on him. The street was too small and have only two narrow lanes. Yerach’s fancy Land Rover Defender doesn’t seem to fit the place, and even Yerach and Rogziel who stood with pride and honor. Azrael shrugged and stop thinking about where they may be. Yerach raised and waves his hands to what seems like a camera outside, then the door opens.

said Radcliff. “I can't believe we're going to ally with the dragons. This fact shakes what I have believed all along,” said Azar with a confused face, but he still obeyed Radcliff's orders by advancing to the center of the field. His burly and tan body was exposed to the sun because he only wore sleeveless clothes with an exposed chest. Azar's hair was brown, and her eyes were blue. His pants were only knee-length, revealing his strong and sturdy calves. Compared to a sorcerer, Azar was more of a desert warrior.