Azusa Diabolik Lovers Novels & Stories

"You know, Stephanie? It's funny, when you told me he was in love, I thought, 'Really, can a Greek statue feel anything?'" "That's not an exaggeration, Scarlett. Even with his refined looks and deep, captivating features, he's just a 'heartless machine,' a cold statue found anywhere in the library." When we decide to hate someone, we mock them, isn't it funny? "Anyway, I need to be at that party. I promised Brooklyn." "And Skyler, but I'd rather not mention his name." "Skyler." Stephanie repeated his name with a sarcastic tone. "When will he change, stop looking for girlfriends among cheerleaders? He must love their bitchy faces."

She looked wistful, as if picturing a romance pulled straight from the movies. I forced a smile, trying to share in their enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds... interesting." One of my colleagues, Clara, noticed my lack of enthusiasm. "What's wrong, Ava? Don't you like the idea?" I sighed, shaking my head slightly. "It's just... there are no perfect lovers in reality. It's a nice idea, but it's not realistic." The truth is, if someone did show up who checked off all those boxes, wouldn’t they were a fraud? I just thought but didn’t speak.

I cursed at my moon goddess for having to put us through this! I was so enraged at her when I first realised my mate was in fact a vampire. Why us? Why wasn’t my mate another werewolf like every other wolf I know? Why had I never heard of this kind of bond before? No one had ever spoke of a vampire and werewolf being mates in all our history. This shit just didn’t happen.

Years had spun past, along with countless gifts and letters. The Council of Angels was growing ever so suspicious of Ashton's constant lack of a bride. He had turned down many suitors, refusing to marry one he did not love, and refusing to admit that he'd fallen deeply in love with the one who'd written to him. At this time even Matt had grown suspicious of the letters that now piled in a dresser in the king's room, but he never questioned them being kept considering Ash never left the castle. Behind the king's back, he decided to contact a minor god of love. While it took ages for a reply due to the busy nature of the god, the reply was less than exciting. The previous suspicions now turned

We'll have to work hard to get this through, but after everything we've been through, I think we'll make it through. And they always warned me not to go near him. They told me over and over again that we shouldn't be together, that Azael was the name of a demon and he would lead me to hell by his hand. Luckily I had the name of an angel, because yes, we went through hell, but we managed to get out. Together. Because loves that kills never dies.

Words say she put a curse under it that said that only the chosen ones would see the secret passage and go through it to meet their lover. But why is this a curse, right? Well the problem here is .... Once you step through it and possibly find your mate, you're given two chances : You either take your mate and live like vampires for all the eternity or with you mate beside you find the cure and live like happy humans forever... And blah.. Blahh. Blahh. Stupid legends, not that I believe but my mom still thinks that this mate thing is real. And about the end of the story... The witch and the human... I'll tell it to you next time. " The keeping up with the Kardashians goes on".

I placed my hands on his sides carefully, but he reached back and pulled them tighter around his waist. “Hold properly,” he said. “Don’t act like we didn't do these the day I drilled you back home.” “Just drive,” I said quietly. We took off, the wind hitting my face hard. It was fast, smooth and familiar. I didn’t even realize how tight I was holding him until we slowed down near the bar. Some of the guys were already there, laughing and shouting near the entrance. Ethan parked and got down first. Ash noticed us immediately. “Yo, the rivals finally arrived and in the same ride, should I be scared?” he joked.

he said sharply, almost too fast. “Oh?” Azaic raised a brow, still calm. “And what kind is that?” “The kind who goes out with a different girl every other night,” Darius snapped. “You literally hooked up with someone yesterday, Azaic. You don’t even remember her name, do you?” Azaic shrugged, unapologetic. “Probably not. But last time I checked, I wasn’t married. Or mated. Or claimed.” Darius’s nostrils flared.

Chapter: 24 ****** The allure of power hung in the air as Azazel stood atop the highest pinnacle of Shivvara. His heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and trepidation as he clutched the scepter of authority, a symbol of his newfound kingship. He had fought fiercely, defeating his own father in an intense and grueling duel, to claim the Scepter. Now, with the weight of Shivvara on his shoulders, he embarked on a daring quest that would test not only his fighting skills but also the depths of his love and the true extent of his ambition.

he said with pleading eyes. "Whatever just wake me up when we get there" I said turning myself. I guess I should introduce myself. Hey I'm Ashley Black I'm 19 years old and a high school senior, yeah I get I'm old for high school but it's because when mom died when I was a freshman and had to repeat since I was a complete mess. What can I say I loved my mom but when I found the truth behind her death I lost that love for her. That's a story for another time though.Oh and I'm an intersex.