Azure Forsaken Novels & Stories

defying his will was an insult he would not endure. He abandoned his games and his illusions. Fenrir threw back his head and let out a tectonic roar of pure shadow. He released his full, unfiltered dark aura. The gray sky of the seal realm turned pitch black, as if the stars had been snuffed out. Beneath our feet, the stone ground cracked open, oozing a thick shadow mist smelling of ancient decay. The very fabric of the dimension began to warp under the weight of his malice, the air turning heavy enough to crush a normal human’s lungs. He was no longer a man; he was the end of all things.

her face turned to him, now with a questioning gaze. "that is my brother and his dead fiancee," pointing at their pictures. "I'm sure by now you can see the identical resemblance you both shared." she nods her head, giving me a go-ahead look to continue with the explanation. "they were both deeply in love, she was a singer. At their engagement party, a fan of hers shot her beside my brother. and since then, Nat has been psychologically impended. he refused treatment, and food and became aggressive towards anybody who wasn't his girl. I'm the only person he sometimes listens to and talk to. He believes his fiancee isn't dead but would come back to him." he paused, waiting for her to say somet

"Fia, it'll be tough for you. Try to understand. Alpha Aren has declared you as a rogue. No pack is gonna accept you after this. Your life will be miserable. Please mate him. I have full faith in you. You'll definitely turn the tables and demolish his flaws" "I can accept the miserable life, Zephyr. But I can't compromise with my dignity, my existence. Most importantly, I'm not born to deal with his flaws. I'm the daughter of the former Alpha king. I would be holding the exact dominance that Alpha Aren holds. But he would end up treating me like trash. Moon Goddess has blessed me with the rarest boon, Zephyr. I can sense what is coming for me. And Alpha Aren was nothing but toxic for me. He

The warmth of the evening air turned cold as Serena stared at the symbol seared into the paper—a jagged moon bleeding black ink, surrounded by thorned runes. Her fingers clenched around it involuntarily. The Forsaken. Once thought annihilated, they were little more than whispers in the dark, monsters parents warned their children about. But Serena knew this wasn’t folklore. It was real. The mark pulsed with the kind of malevolent energy that couldn’t be faked.

If Kai kills them all, there won’t be anyone left to question, we’re not even sure if they’re of the same kind – or human. It has been hundreds of years since another human has set foot on the Faroe Islands, their ancestors first landed in the Middle Realm before tribes and packs were formed, they had built a barrier used from the few materials and objects from their lost realm that still held ancestral powers, giving them the ability to create a barrier to shield the islands from human-eye. If it’s not humans…it can only be our kind. The forest falls eerily silent, all noise of fighting and struggle has gone as if it were never there – other than the foreboding sense in the air.

I hadn't even gotten to call them Dad and Mom yet. I did see my foster parents again, however, when I was sixteen and I was tasked with killing my first targets. They were my first.

"They live among us Walk-in our dreams And see right through Our deepest desires They hear our thoughts. And prey on our fears Their soft voices Echo in our minds with promises of forever Darkness falls They heed the call of thirst The night belongs to them Eyes burn red with hunger It's our blood they crave and it's our bloodline They wish to enslave When the birth of a new day Peaks over the horizon And our shadows rise to meet them They retreat to their sanctums And seek solace in dark places In the sun, we find comfort In the light, they disappear They are The Forsaken..." Cadence said the words out loud over and over, trying to make sense of them. After a while, though, she stopped tryi

Azazel instructed and started to walk down the sidewalk, Daniel in tow. “Now prophecy starts out by saying that two sets of twins will be the world’s undoing,” Azazel begins. “Now pay attention, this is the only time someone will explain it to you. The twins are special, one set Nephilim, born of an Archangel in this case Gabriel and a human, and one set Cambion, born of a high ranking demon, in this case me, and a human, Abigail.” Azazel kept talking, Daniel was doing his best to understand. “Next thing it says is that the mothers soul of the twins she bore will be sent to either heaven or hell based solely on who can influence it the most. Both sides should have at least one mother or the

The air in the Underworld was different tonight. It was heavier, pressing down on my chest with every breath, as if the very atmosphere knew what was coming. Hayden and I had been hiding, waiting in this barren wasteland, but I could feel it in my bones—we were running out of time. The furies were close, closer than ever before, and the silence of this place only heightened the tension coiled within me.

“Prepare for what?” Varyn’s smirk returned, but there was no humor in it. Only certainty. “For the Forsaken who do not seek alliances.” A deeper growl rumbled from the distance, shaking the earth beneath them. The sky darkened, storm clouds twisting overhead. The Forsaken were no longer just a myth. And the real war was only beginning.