Liam Book Of Azrael Novels & Stories

"So by harvesting souls, he's actually making the merger more possible." "Exactly. Which is why he needs Liam. Why he's been building this network for years." Aria pulled out a third book, this one less ancient but still old. "I found this in the restricted section. It's a journal from one of the scholars who studied Lycaon after his original pack fell. Listen to this."

They were draining his energy. "Get those off of him quickly," I ordered Noah. I continued searching for Lucian but he wasn't there. "Where is he?" I questioned Azrael. His hurt eyes gazed at me as he struggled to talk. "He was…put into…the iron maiden…to bleed out," he wheezed and my heart wretched. Azrea lifted his finger and pointed to the dirt ceiling. "The bastard's left me here to fade. Lucian…is above in the underground city…in the town square to serve as a reminder to never… break a blood oath," Azrael grunted sourly before fainting. Noah was frowning as his eyes scanned the blood on the ground.

Then he started to steer me away. “At least, let her speak for herself,” Azriel shouted from behind us but Liam never loosened his hold on me. “Is he bad?” I asked him as we got a bit away from Azriel. “Very. He flirts with almost every girl or lady he sees around. Trust me, he has forgotten you already as he’s most probably asking out another lady.” “Well, he seems more playful than flirty to me. But then again, he got me wondering back then if he didn’t see that I was heavily pregnant.” I shrugged.

Liam didn’t answer immediately. Because the thing from the forest spoke first. Its voice was no longer layered. No longer experimental. It was final. “Liam Dawson,” it said. He didn’t respond. The creature continued. “You obstruct completion of the hybrid alignment cycle.” Denise froze. “Hybrid… what?” Liam’s eyes stayed locked forward. “Don’t listen,” he said quietly upward. But the thing continued anyway. “Removal is authorized.” The air tightened instantly. Denise felt it in her chest like a sudden compression of space.

" But I hold back. Phill would start throwing things at me, I saw how he looks at me. I look back at the man lying on the ground thinking that two more children have been left without a father in the world, and my heartaches. What Azael has done is very unfair. Without thinking, I open the door and follow him. Scott, Phill, and Kya don't bother to stop me. I take out my gun in case someone is alive in the corridors and pay my full attention in case I have to defend myself. Finally, I successfully go outside and find Azael leaning on the warehouse's metal fence, smoking a cigar and expelling the smoke through his mouth. Wow, he's back to smoking. -Do you have no regrets? -shouted him. His fac

Ru could remember being terrified as a child when there was a lunar eclipse, and Liddy Brown had insisted the moon would turn to blood, signifying the beginning of the Tribulation. One particular website she stumbled upon caught her interest. It was a listing of demons, complete with artists’ renderings of what they were supposed to look like, dating back to Biblical times. Most of them were horrific and scary looking. Azrael caught her attention. Some of the pictures showed him as a hideous creature with more than one face and dozens of hands and wings, some as a black-winged angel with a dark face, and others as a glowing Archangel of God. “It is said that Azrael was a helper to God, but t

Liam asked, gulping down forcefully. "Yes." "Was this your plan?" Liam turned to Yoel and asked. But he didn't give the man any opportunity to answer as he walked forward and grabbed him. He dealt Yoel numerous blows which made him bleed terribly from the sides of his mouth. "Even if I die, it has been set in stone Ashley will become a beast today. She'll kill a lot of people and she'll break the seal binding the demonic side of her." Yoel didn't stop talking. But the very next second his vision went blank as Liam snapped his neck.

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

Charlotte was sitting quietly on her bed after the session with Matt. Her conversation with the Beta kept echoing in her head. “Alpha Azraiel is a Trueblood…!” The white wolf is Azraiel…...Azraiel is the white wolf…. She suddenly sat up straight and went to the pile of books beside her closet. The first book was about shifting, so she kept it aside….second was the same…..but the third… There it is…. She picked the third book and opened the index. Moving her index finger down the page she stopped when she found what she was looking for. Quickly flipping to the page number she climbed into her bed and leaned back.

I can feel my neck slowly bending until I see the aisle I am walking on. I am bowing to the demons I wanted to kill. “Don’t be stupid, Mireya,” I felt my eyes sting as I tried to regain my control. My palm curled as I tried to escape whatever spell Azrael had cast upon me. I had exhausted all my energy but I was still under his control. I can hear his footsteps getting closer and closer and the next thing I knew he was already standing beside me, his head bowed like what I’m doing. “Be patient Mireya. Revenge takes time,” he whispered then he smiled and held my hand.