Edric Azer Novels & Stories

Zia’s improved condition was also due to Eric convincing her she was now living in a new face full of luck. “Are you serious about that? Is it because Eric asked you to?” Edward laughed mockingly. “He has nothing to do with it!” Zia pouted angrily. Lately, Edward had been teasing Zia about her closeness to Eric. The reason was apparent: Eric had been a psychiatrist before deciding to work under Edward. No one knew why Eric had chosen that career path. But his presence was invaluable. “Oh really? You seem comfortable around him. Isn't that...” “I'll lock myself in my room if you keep talking,” Zia threatened, cutting Edward off.

It was like the man wasn’t there or they didn’t feel guilty at least, about it. “You don’t need to be surprised, Ezra. For a person who had a Lycan son, who has also been given up on, I am surprised that you are still surprised about me.” Alvize said, stopping me. I had to fight back growling at the man whose eyes were fixed on our parents. The odd and scary part about this was that the man showed zero emotions, and zero remorse. If anything, he didn’t seem to be in the pain that I was in.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it

Just as I was about to turn my gaze away, I witness Asher's hands come up to swiftly snap the neck of our driver. I scream. As the body slumps against the bonnet, then to the ground, Asher looks over at me, placing his finger against his lips. In utter disbelief, I only watch him, as he walks toward me. "Beyond that line of trees is Time's territory, another immortal. The lands have been unoccupied for the thousands of years he has been missing. It will give us the perfect place to speak alone," Asher say calmly, as if he hadn't just ended someone's life right in front of me.

Her eyes flicked to Asher quick — some aunt thing between them — then she stepped back and waved at the house. “Food first,” she said. “Edric can wait twenty minutes.” “Edric is already waiting,” a voice said from the doorway. --- He was taller than I thought. And that’s saying something next to Asher. Edric Vane just took up space. Not loud. Just solid. Hair grey on the sides, dark the rest. Same jaw as Asher. Same eyes. He’d been watching the drive. Stood at the top of the steps with his hands in his pockets and didn’t come down.

VICTORIA I kept staring a second longer until a folder was placed on my lap. “Read through the agreements so you know if everything’s okay,” Mr. Dante whispered, and I snapped out of it, realizing the meeting had already started. From our side, in the dark, I watched the signs on the screen while the interpreter relayed them to Lorenzo. He said he apologized for not attending. “I wasn’t expecting you. I was expecting your father. Patriarch Dmitri Brona is the one I’ve always made deals with,” Lorenzo shot back without a shred of respect.

he scoffed again and leaned while placing his hand on the table. Eric was one of Europe's richest mafias. He was one of Aeden’s accomplices. Aeden had far more reach than anyone in this entire world. Many people worked under him. There was nothing that wouldn’t go unnoticed by Aeden. He had his eyes and ears everywhere. It was impossible to escape Aeden.

"Fortunately, he was looking for Ethan at the tavern mentioned by His Highness." Verena nodded as she heard his response, while Azazel was occupied conversing with the twins. "So, why did the three of you bring both of us here...?" Edgar asked, his eyes narrowing with a trace of exhaustion. The look he gave reminded Azazel of Olivier, who is always exhausted. Verena gave Azazel a friendly nod as he rested his palm on his chest. "First of all, my name is Azazel von Elysian." Ethan raised his brow suspiciously, despite Azazel's honest introduction.

I slowly went inside my apartment and in an instant, I fell on my bedsheet cover and fell asleep because I felt so tired. “Choose your side!” “I have to leave” “Please, don’t go” “Wake up, son” “Isaac” I woke up because of the dreams and the voices that whispered in my head. I remember now. He is Uzmael. The one who owns the white smoke and he is the one who wants to conquer God’s throne. He has a big ambition to rule the human and the spiritual world. I tried to recall his face but I couldn't remember even though I saw his face. It keeps on deleting in my memory. I tried to go back to sleep but I can’t sleep anymore. The sun is set high in the sky and it is already morning. Everybody is bu

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.