Dxd Azazel Novels & Stories

“Of course there is the explanation that if people believe something, reality can be affected. Maybe that's what happens with a healing ritual or a healing experience. spiritual. On the other hand, just as there is no concrete proof that ancestral spirits and totemic animals exist, there is no concrete proof that they do not exist. “Well, Professor, you surprised me. I expected you to be more hardline with these matters. The waitress arrived with the plates. Sizeable portions, and the food looked great. "Thanks," Damien said. "I'll have another mai tai." Theresa, would you like another drink? - Why not? Since she said she was famished, Damien thought she would dive in. immediately into her m

Until he reached near the end: Marco DeSanti – Shared Sky (Sun and Moon) Symbol: Shattered Wheel Status: Claimed Alessandro felt a lump in his throat. He had taken Marco’s life. In the chapel, during the eclipse. It wasn’t merely punishment; it was part of something bigger—a ritual. He kept turning the pages. In transit Symbol: Withheld Event: Incomplete No name. No status. He flipped the page and hesitated. The last entry was sealed with wax, marked by a black seal that bore the same symbol the priestess had drawn in Marco’s blood.

she whispered, staring into space, “you killed her.” “Yes, Ava, I did and now do you believe me? Do you believe that I am the most dangerous man on earth and the most heartless? Do you understand why you should have put that damn bullet in me that night, even if not for you but for her? Do you understand why you should not dream of anything good with me?” he approached her where she was on the floor and squatted in front of her, “do you know the meaning of El Diablo? Do you understand why I am call that now? I am heartless, Ava, I have no soul, people are not right when they say I sold my soul to the devil because I am the devil himself. My soul has already been consumed in hell and if you s

His strong scent immediately hit my nose; I could feel sparks travel round my whole body. It was him… Alpha Zale Van Dizetro. The well-known ‘Alpha of Packs.’ “Mate…” he trailed out. His eyes darkened instantly as he reached out to me and grabbed my wrists forcefully. I winced in pain but he ignored me completely. “Let me go this instant!!” I yelled out to no avail. His hand held my chin firmly as he commanded me. “You submit to me, Mate.” he voiced out in a deep masculine tone, every piece of his words tearing me like a knife. And from that I knew that his wolf had taken over and was in control.

I replied. Hugo leaned forward from his seat and continued the tale saying, "She wasn't trapped, little miss. She chose to stay there. You see, the dimension where all the entities were bound is called Tartarus. It is the deepest section of the underworld which harboured all the darkness and evil of the world; some birthed by Tartarus itself, some children of dark primordial beings such as Khaos, Nyx, and Erebos. Among these children are the triad of death namely Moros, daemon of doom; Ker, bringer of violent death; and Thanatos, spirit of gentle passing. Their presence combined gave birth to a condition of aspiration and desire to live; hence, the existence of Elpis, spirit of hope. Elpis s

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

"Is the reason why the demons aren't finding other more accessible targets related to why they're glowing white?" "You're right." Vlad looked disgusted. "Those angels are doing what they call purification of our souls. Sounds nice, but it basically kills us. Doesn't matter how far they run from the angels. Once you're afflicted, it will continue to weaken you until the one who inflicted it is killed."

Every step echoed against the stone walls, each echo a drumbeat marking the approach of something ancient, cruel, and foolish. Maldric crouched ahead, dark as the soil beneath us, his claws dripping shadow and ichor, body trembling. Weak. Too weak. I could feel the tremors in the air, the wavering pulse of his magic struggling to hold form. He knew it too, which is why his eyes, those luminescent, demonic orbs, were fixed on me with a mixture of hate and terrified anticipation. “You shouldn’t have come,” he hissed, voice cracked like old leather. “You—this little girl—”

AZIZA The circuit of the official duties was a bi-weekly tour that hit six locations. Rhydian had walked me through the schedule last night: the eastern supply depot, the border checkpoint, the agricultural quarter, the communal well and cistern system, the training grounds, and the main market. Six locations. He’d made it sound so simple and I’d written it down just as he'd said it and we had both made a pact to pretend the version of this circuit that occurred in my imagination-me trailing behind the Crown Prince of the pack who had killed my parents, with the entire compound staring-was not the version that was actually going to happen.

Axel’s blood boiled as he let out a series of breaths; one look at him and you could tell that he was infuriated and pushed to the wall. He shakes his head. “This is it,” he says. “You have to calm down, and don’t be irr—-” “Track him down; we’re going there,” Axel says, waking out with both of them tailing behind him. They got in the car with Axel driving and following while his AI gave him directions to the location. His blood boiled as he thought of a thousand ways to kill Darius and ran through his head. He wanted so badly to break every inch of his body for laying an inch on his wife.