Liam Book Of Azrael Novels & Stories

I remembered sneaking down here with Azaria when we were barely older than the twins, laughing while reading half-forbidden scrolls about soul-binding, shape-altering, time-bending. She had always been drawn to the impossible. Maybe that’s why she’d become it. --- We pulled the old tomes from the inner chamber. Books of soul-tethering, dream walking, magical imbalance restoration. The children turned pages and the palms of their hands were dusty black, they radiated with intent. “Look at this,” Aiden said, pointing to a passage. “It’s about latent flames when a soul doesn’t die, but hides inside an elemental state.” I scanned the passage. “It’s possible… but extremely rare. They say only a V

I said, stepping closer, “is a place at my feet. You will do as I say, when I say it, and only if I decide you’re still useful.” She glared at me. I smiled. “And as for my brother’s little mate…” My smile widened, sharp and cruel. “I will take great pleasure in ripping her away from him.” Tabitha shuddered, realizing just what kind of evil she’d unleashed. “And if you want Azrael so badly,” I added, voice dropping to a deadly whisper, “you should start praying I don’t kill him too.” Tabitha scoffed, trying to recover her dignity. “You can’t kill Azrael,” she said with confidence. “You’re both immortals. Nothing can kill—”

Lila followed the ritual exactly — black candles, fresh blood from her palm, the ancient words spoken at midnight under a blood moon. The air grew thick and hot. The candles flared unnaturally high. Then the shadows in the room coalesced into something massive. He stepped out of the darkness like he owned it. Azrael was beautiful in the most terrifying way. Towering over seven feet tall, with obsidian skin that seemed to drink in light, glowing crimson eyes, and a muscular body carved from pure sin. Horns curved back from his head, and massive black wings were folded behind him. His presence filled the room with raw, ancient power.

She shouted “Not in your wildest dream,” The white angel said with his sword. He cut the other three of Lily’s wings that made Lily fall but I grabbed her with my left arm while my right arm reached Billy because she was unguarded while lying at the back of the white smoke. When I touched Billy in an instant she got burned and turned into ash. The white angel as well as his smoke were gone in an instant. While Lily and I gently fell to the ground and the note with ‘gluttony’ written on it fell on the floor. I didn’t bother to pick it up. I just stepped on it and it still burned. I looked at Uzmael and she slowly turned back to Lily and I am slowly turning back to my normal look. I saw an eye

The candle flickers and Azra started screaming in pain and agony. “One last thing. What happened to Liam?” I asked feeling sorry for the poor boy. he died before he could see the true beauty and many things world has offered to. “He. He. He didn’t turn. He was still human and found his peace.” He said and his words lifted my heart a little. I guess spirits tells truths to their last breaths. “You will be damned for eternity in the pits of underworld and your alpha will soon find his way there.” I said and with my index finger I extinguished the candle.

“Or was she just caught between two monsters?” My chest clenched. I didn’t answer. Because I didn’t know anymore who the monster was. ---- An hour later, I felt her. The shadows shifted. The air chilled. And from the treeline stepped Lilith’s executioner - Azrael. Not a man. Not a wolf. Something… in between. His eyes were solid black. No whites. No soul. “You stole from our Queen,” he hissed. I stood and rolled my shoulders. “I’m owed more than she ever gave me.”

“Sleep, my light. Until the world is peaceful enough for you to wake.” Above, blood tears stopped falling. Valenfort’s sky turned pure black for the first time in years. But deep below, where earth still warmed — something stirred. Azrael — the sealed one — opened his eyes. Crimson light reflected in his pupils. A cracked smile echoed in the night: “Thank you, Lucien… you opened the final lock.”

Azriel instantly placed his foot on him, took out his cigarette, lit it, and took a long drag before exhaling. “You know, Liam,” Azriel said calmly, “ever since you crossed the line by trying to create a scandal to blackmail us, I realized how foolish you were. I let it slide then. But today, if I don’t see Alessia, or if even a single hair on her head is harmed, I will destroy your pack and wipe it from the Eastern regions’ records.” “I… I haven’t seen her… please, I’m not lying. She promised to wait for me. We were supposed to make an heir today, but when I got back, she had left,” he said, his voice trembling.

Lia chuckled, glancing elsewhere to avoid my gaze. "Lia, answer me." "Sorry Zara, we were kind of spying on him. I mean, I, Catherine and Lady Anna," she answered, and I pinched her cheek. "You little..." "Oh, Zara! Before I forget, I have a letter for you from Azrael," Lia said cutting me off. She handed me a letter, which I received from her. opening the letter, my eyes scanned the content and I froze immediately, my heart fast against my chest.

Even though she didn't want to think about it, between the two of them, Benjamin and him, if it came to life and death, she wanted him to win. But he was gone. Tears gathered in her eyes as the vision of the lights of the city blurred in her eyes. He was gone. Evil won. Her teeth bit her lower lip painfully. This was real life, no matter how bitter and painful it was to the ears, evil won most times, and only a fraction of the times, does good prevail and sadly Liam was not among the fraction of the good that prevailed.