Novel & Cerita Is Book Of Azrael Spicy

This baby has no soul; it is cursed to be Azrael’s human body by Satan. Azrael was currently running on the roofs of the houses in the spirit world, the replica of the human world but this place was only covered with blue and gray color. She spread her black wings then flew through the top of their mansion. After reaching this destination, she sat down at the top of their roof where her room is near. She returned back as a human and the place suddenly turned into a colorful world. She’s now back to being a human that lives in the land of the living.

“Are you replying to my question with a question?” A shiver ran down my spine at the deep timbre of his voice, the pain on my ass had now surprisingly morphed into a delicious ache. “I'm sorry, you're in charge.” He gave a nod of approval. “Good.” Okay, this Azrael was way too different. Still sexy, still hot but different. “What are we doing, Azrael?” He smirked, a dangerous smirk. “Teaching you a lesson, freckles. I'm trying to see if I can spank and fuck that sass out of you. That attitude you seem to reserve only for me.”

He has auburn hair and gold eyes. Standing stiffly, I observe as he strides towards me and gives me a slight bow. “Traeger, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I am Mathias…” He points towards the men who follow behind him. “This is Mikhail, Azazel, Gadriel, and Isaiah.” I nod my head in greeting. Gadriel and Isaiah are definitely angels. The other two men, however, are different. I can sense that Mikhail is not something I was familiar with. Azazel smells like a demon. Having Lycan senses can come in handy. Azazel smells like ash, which is what we learned Demons smell like. They all smile, but not in a way that tells me they trust me. More like they're taking my measure. None of them speak.

"I can't give you a break; I go crazy when you're around. Your smell is intoxicating, and you're too beautiful for me to resist tonight," I flush paprika everywhere, feeling light-headed as I question if this is indeed happening. My eyes close on their own, and then I lose the ability to breathe as I'm kissed again, swept away by Azrael leaning forward with his strong arms pushing my hands above my head. He smells masculine, like raw sex and power, and I lean into him, unable to fight back the need to be with him. My legs are on either side of his waist, and I can feel his member pressing through his underwear. Tonight I'm sleeping with someone else's mate.

Like the tales of hatred or revenge that peek through the corner of his lashes, oozing an aura of danger. My toes curl against the cold tile, as I will myself to not fall under the spell of the gaze and give away any ounce of emotion that will let him through me. Walking further, I attempt to take a deep breath, only for it to be caught in my throat as Azrael walks from his place right towards me. His feet dip closer, until he reaches me, circling me, eyeing me up and down. The look in his eyes turns dark, as lust oozes from their center. Something that would benefit me a lot to keep him distracted in the game.

Jonathan smiled as he touched Akira's shoulder which made Azrael even angrier. “Just make sure I don't get out of here Jonathan and I'll make sure I keep alive all the people close to you right in front of you. Yes, I know everyone I killed and I'm starting to rejoice that I killed your friends and members, I'll be even happier if I send more people to hell with you!” Azrael shouted as he struggled in the chair “Is that so Azrael? What if I kill your girlfriend in front of you? It looks good to watch, too.” Jonathan said smiling and pointed the pistol from his side

As tasty as they were portrayed by the humans, I cannot challenge the three curses more than what I have done. Out of the three, this is the only one I haven’t yet committed, eating meats or drinking wines. No one knows what the consequence would be, if I did eat those. My thoughts were disrupted when I heard a small chuckle come out from Azrael. “What’s so funny?” my lips unconsciously pouted, he knows I don’t eat meat yet he still served these! It’s bad to joke or laugh when there is a very hungry person beside you, hmpf!

I licked his cock with long strokes, sucking hard as I repeated the action with each bead on that rosary. Father Gabriel couldn’t decide whether to buck his cock into my throat or push his ass against my hand. I kept it up until only the small cross on the circle of beads was left outside his body. Gabriel looked down at me. His eyes were cloudy with pleasure. ‘You…are…a heathen,’ he murmured, breathing hard. ‘You’re Catholic priest,’ I said. ‘Which is worse?’ Father Gabriel offered me a quirky, sarcastic smile. He lifted me to my feet and his hands found my shorts.

ELIJAH The kiss wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle either. The perfect description was the famous 'this is hunger made flesh' line. His mouth crashed over mine with the speed of a predator after prey. His lips were hot against mine, his mouth engulfing my own in his. He devoured me as if he had been starving since the start of his life. I wasn't any better. I gave myself up readily like I had also been waiting for this all along. The truth was I had.

Dark. Intricate. Not ink. Not entirely. Something older. Something that doesn’t belong on human skin. My breath catches. Because I’ve seen it before. Not like this. Not fully. But pieces of it. Fragments. Etched into old books. Spoken in warnings. Taught to pups who were expected to lead one day. My hand stills. My gaze locks onto it. “What… is that?” Nyxara moves instantly. Too fast. She grabs my wrist and shoves my hand away from her, stepping back in the same motion, putting distance between us again.