Azur Lane Jean Bart Novels & Stories

Azura had always been extremely good at sneaking around undetected. She was able to make it over the wall without any of the guards noticing. She didn’t know where Leus’s pack was, but she was a great tracker and it didn’t take her long to find the trail his scouts left behind. She had taken the equipment that her and Regina used to train in a bag strapped across her shoulder. Her hair was held back in one big braid down the center. She wore her black pants that had a few rips on the thighs and a long-sleeve green plaid button-up shirt. Her black boots were strapped up to her shins. She had found a new dagger to hide in her boot and adjusted it slightly before continuing through the f

Jean shook her head but decided not to argue. "Just wear my jacket for now," Jean said, taking it off. Aria wore it after wiping herself, since her white dress was totally ruined. Thankfully, she wore leggings as well, so she would not be exposing herself too much. On the other hand, Jean had been wearing a black camisole under her jacket, which bared her perfect figure utterly. Blondie was waiting outside the ladies' room, standing by the shared sinks. He had certainly humiliated himself completely today.

The bell above the café door jingled sharply, and he turned to look—and immediately straightened in his seat. She didn’t walk in. She strode. Black jeans hugging long legs, combat boots scuffed but laced tight, a red jacket zipped halfway up to reveal a simple white tank underneath. Her hair was a halo of curls—wild, untamed, unapologetic. Her eyes scanned the café like she owned it. Alec smiled. Zara Lane, in the flesh, looked exactly like the kind of woman who could set a man on fire without striking a match.

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

She had managed to heal the most severe of her injuries before leaving. Guilt still fucking consumed me; I was the reason this shit happened. On top of that, Kiara had been the one to find her, at the expense of her own safety. I fucking hated that I had failed my pups and queen. "So, Dad, we are getting pizza right?" Azura’s voice broke me out of my thoughts, and I removed my hand that was resting on Dante’s head. "Are we?" Elijah asked her, raising one of his brows from where he was standing by the window, busy on his phone.

Jean had been Lane’s mother's best friend for decades, and she was the only reason Lane had kept paying for Brenda's treatments. Jean quietly packed away her medical instruments, completely ignoring Brenda’s glare. She wiped her hands on a cloth, gave Lane a knowing nod, and walked out into the corridor. Lane turned on her heel and followed, leaving Brenda stewing in her own anger. Once they were a safe distance down the hall, Lane turned to the elder healer. "Dr. Jean, you don't have to come here anymore. Your services to this pack are officially concluded." Jean stopped walking, a brilliant, relieved smile breaking across her stern face. "Honestly, Lane, even if you hadn't said it, today w

Jin asked quietly. "I intended to anyway," I replied quietly, looking into Azura’s eyes. She gave a small nod. ‘He won’t judge you; you’ll see.’ She replied confidently through the link. We will see… Nothing stays hidden forever… and just like that, we’ll find out everything we fucking needed to. "So, is our Luna also our new Cartel queen?" Jax asked with a smirk. Before I could even reply Azura smirked. "Maybe, I think I’d fit in perfectly, I'm really good with a staple gun."

“Why do you keep clinging to the past Hayat?” “Don’t be so pushy dude.” Erden suddenly voices out, exasperated. All our eyes widen. Did he just defend me? I gape at him in shocked, observing how he is clenching and unclenching his jaw. “Oh.” Azure lets out a humourless chuckle. “You are trying to hit on her, I wish you good luck.” I grit my teeth. “Azure!’ I yell but he ignores me. “Or maybe she will do an exception for you since you look exactly like her damn ex.” He gives me a lackluster smile.

My people feared me and I loved the fear I imposed on them. The large doors squeaked open and Azura walked in, her leather pants clinging on the right places as she swayed her hips towards me. Azura was the leader of my personal team warriors. She was a woman, a strong woman who fought even more than a couple of the men around here did. She feared nobody and if given the chance, she wouldn't bow to me like she needed to. Her intimidating height was a thing of admiration, her black hair always kept short above her shoulders, the right side falling over the left side of her face.

The skin on her bony arms were peeling as she tried to attack Azura. Azura was getting tired, but she kept swinging her sword. She couldn't shift. Her stomach was big. She was preganant and there was no way she was going to fight and win against three massive dragons and one spectre with vengeance in its heart, but she didn't look like she was losing hope. Her Azure blue eyes burned with determination. Blood ran from the gashes in Azura's wounds, but she didn't stop. She fought like the wrath of a million suns.