Edric Azer Novels & Stories

Ederic finished his dinner early, retreating to his room and deliberately avoiding any interaction with Aaron. Despite Aaron's return to the country from his business trip, Ederic's behavior towards him had drastically changed in the two days since then. Aaron noticed the stark difference in Ederic's demeanor. The usually warm and quirky Ederic, who was often cheerful and playful, now seemed distant and aloof. This sudden change in behavior left Aaron both confused and concerned, wondering what could have transpired during his absence to cause such a drastic shift in their relationship.

Who dared to do this? "The piece that named her," I say. "Which outlet?" Kane slides a printed article across the desk. Her name is in the third paragraph. Zolandria Azaeres, the alleged kidnapped daughter of Edgard Azaeres, is believed to be closely associated with Dravik (CEO of Stark Limited and now also known to be a leader of a mafia group) and potentially involved in his underground operations. Her photograph, taken at the Whitmore dinner, is beside a paragraph about Stark Limited's connection to organized crime.

A man emerged from the foliage, stumbling onto their property. His clothes were torn, his face gaunt, and his breath came in ragged gasps. “Who are you?” Dimitri demanded, stepping in front of Celine protectively. The man raised his hands, showing he was unarmed. “Wait! Please!” he gasped. “I mean no harm.” Celine stepped forward cautiously. “Who are you?” “My name is Edric,” the man said, his voice shaking. “I was once an aide to President Santos. I’ve been looking for you—for weeks.”

“Yesterday. I would have—” “Said nothing if I had not called you via mind link.” I scowl at him. “Well…” “Ah…I will go to work now. You guys chat, okay?” Aysel suddenly cuts in, and before either of us can stop her, she leaves. After she leaves, Azriel says, “Your mother and father actually saved my mother and this is affirmed by her, but…” “But?” “Your mother took Aysel to my mother to erase her memories. I know James is involved, but I am not sure why your mother would do all this.” He shakes his head, baffled and worried.

they say at the same time. I don’t have any siblings so having Amber kind of filled that slot growing up, especially after mum passed away. I look at them and I realise what happened. Fucking son of a bitch "You have got to be fucking kidding me," I growl. "It was our choice, Zander. Back off," Amber snaps. "Oh, so now you are defending us," Eric mumbles. She shoots him a death glare, "and it will never happen again. I'm going to dance," she spins around and leaves for the dance floor.

After a few more shifts, I'm sure it wouldn't hurt anymore. As I stood up, I felt hands wrap around my waist spinning me around. I looked up into Erik's eyes. They were full of admiration and happiness. A smile stretched across his lips. He brought his hand up his thumb traced my lips. "Perfection, you are absolutely breathtaking, Athena. I couldn't have picked a better mate for myself and Creed." He whispered in awe.

It feels like a stab in the back like your father doesn't even want to keep the same last name as you. Plus, Gozt is a thousand times better. -He was my father. -I say highlighted the "was". Azael looks at a fixed point on the wall, seems deep in thought, as if hesitating between saying something or not- Is there something I don't know? -decided to ask. He does not hesitate to answer.

And don’t come back. Silence stretches. Then— EVALUATION COMPLETE, the Arbiter announces, voice tight. WORLD CLASSIFICATION: SELF-GOVERNING ANOMALY. WITHDRAWAL AUTHORIZED. Light gathers around it, wings unfolding one last time. Before it ascends, it pauses, gaze flicking back to me. INTERFACE ADVISED: STABILIZE OR RISK FUTURE ESCALATION. “Working on it,” I mutter. The Arbiter vanishes into a shrinking tear in the sky. The dome dissolves, pressure lifting abruptly.