Idia X Azul Novels & Stories

Focus, Ri. Legion Vega is sitting beside me, his sharp gaze fixed ahead. He’s Arkyn’s youngest, the one who doesn’t carry the baggage of Legacy’s reputation. He looks to be about eighteen or nineteen; tall and lanky. He has long blond hair, a stark contrast to Legacy’s black hair, and when I first saw him, the color of his eyes surprised me. One is the red of his Lycan, the other is purple. “His hybrid status is still in question,” Arkyn had said. “We’ve met his Lycan and tailed beast, but that doesn’t explain the purple eye.”

According to his ex-girl, his mate Angel says he's a "creative, fun spirit." Damien had also changed from the Carefree, fun Spirit to a very cold-hearted sarcastic bastard. There is Cora, age twenty, who is mated to Demien. Cora is an extremely warm individual gifted with the ability to love the people around her passionately. She has always had strong maternal instincts, and Cora is very kind and gentle. The people around her are genuinely drawn to her gentle personality. Those always made birthdays memorable by making her favorite breakfast or surprising her during either lunch or dinner with presents. It was her 18th birthday, the day she would find her soulmate, or so she was told, but t

We are about to go and find her lover when I saw Tania wearing office attire that makes her look good, her beauty is shining and she looks so stunning. She has a job now and I know she got a good one. I saw Maria looking at me while I was staring at Tania. I felt jealousy from her but I pretended that I didn’t know. I ignore her jealousy and ask her about her lover’s house. Without hesitation, she told me where he lives and we went to his mansion somewhere in Aurora. Isaiah is a wealthy man. Maria said that Isaiah’s grandfather and his father are famous politicians. Maybe those who adopted him are wealthy or I am the one who is adopted. I looked at his white-painted mansion with a yellowish

She pecked him on the lips, and pressed her forehead against his, whispering her apologies. Her eyes suddenly turned yellow as she perceived Ignacio’s irritating scent, but she didn’t react quick enough, as she felt a sharp pain on her back. Ignacio had injected her with something. Isabel didn’t have the time to remove the syringe from her back and find out what substance she had been injected with, as the side effects was already kicking in. But it didn’t take long for her to guess what it was. “Wolfsbane” she murmured, giving Ignacio a hostile glare.

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

he contended in a flat rebuttal. “Diego, I’m sorry, but the tests prove beyond doubt that Azura is not your brother’s child,” Alejandro pronounced with a regretful sigh. “This little girl is not related to your family. She carries none of your genes, my friend.” Diego was so shocked he dropped heavily down onto the chair opposite the other man. He began to speak and then thought better of it. An intensely private man at the best of times, he immediately battened down the hatches of his reserve on his personal reactions.

Zale's mother paused and looked at grandpapa saying that he should the one to say it. "It was to gather the heirs of each throne. The heir of the Fire's Throne, Seraphina Agni, the heir of the Ocean's throne, Zale Altan. The two of you who are together meaning that you are about to be completed." He said. I am the heir of the Fire's throne, a title that holds so much power. It's like next to being a God. Zale patted my shoulder and nodded at me. I looked at the scenery, there is nothing to see but the vast ocean. I sighed.

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

To strip his skin from his flesh and hang him out in the sun to dry! Once more my hands shook with rage, and I had to force them to still since it disrupted Azul’s sleep… Azul… I couldn’t believe how perfect his name was. How perfect he was! He was my spitting image, but if you looked close enough, you could catch a glimpse of Selena’s softer and more feminine features. His eyes mostly. They were still dark after the birth, but with each passing hour they grew lighter, and I hoped and prayed that they’d one day become the stunning and crystal blue as his mother’s.