Liam Book Of Azrael Novels & Stories

I now know that this was the work of The Keepers. His name, Azrael, meant Angel of Death. This was not a lie. The amount of havoc he and Andres wreaked after splitting, was insane. Before that, and this was hundreds of years ago, we crossed paths. Azrael was on a mission to collect ingredients for his split. None of us knew exactly what he was doing at the time, but he was very determined to get things done. I was seeing a woman back then. She was a Vampire, of course, so she actually liked me for me, and not because of my Reaver charm. She was drawn to me because of who I was.

Yawayer utilized this power to its fullest so he could tear into the fabric of reality, escape to another existence, and become immortal. Archangel Azrael and Archangel Chamuel exited Heaven and reappeared near the park where Azrael and Maia battled. Well, not battled per se, but had powerful words with one another. Azrael made a calculated retreat when he faced Maia, an eight-winged person. Now that she had broken through into the Tenth wings, what were his plans for destroying Blake Elon, who she protects?

The smoke from the light beam cleared, and for a heartbeat, I thought it was over But then, a low, guttural growl rose from the shadows of the darkened cave. Azrael crawled out of the crater my light had made. His skin was charred and peeling, and one of his massive wings hung limp and broken at his side, but his eyes were glowing with a terrifying, murderous purple flame. He wasn't dead. If anything, the pain had made him faster and more dangerous.

Liam's voice, though quivering, spoke up from inside the bag, but Alex's expression remained stern. "I have searched the Book of Life for any good deeds attributed to you, Liam. Unfortunately, there is nothing recorded that would weigh in your favor. You have caused more harm than good in your time as Alpha. Your actions have brought suffering and destruction, leaving no room for mercy," Alex declared, his voice final. Liam's face twisted with disbelief and anger, his eyes darting around the room, perhaps seeking support or finding a reason to protest. But there was none to be found, as the chief spirit judge's words left no doubt that Liam's fate would be dire.

The girl was left dumbfounded. The girl in a cape was the last psychopomp called “Azrael”. She’s the guardian of souls of the living and the dead. She uses the name “Azrael” when she’s in the land of the dead while she lives under the name of “Melinoe A. Cadman” in the human world. She is a beautiful girl who has long black and silver blue hair that lived for three-thousand years. She’s an immortal and kept living with the human family as the daughter of “Cadman”. She’s been the only daughter of this family for thousands of generations that she was reincarnated.

“Y-You are Eli?” Elder Lucriel stared at Azrael and uttered, “You had her eyes…” he paused and stood up from his chair, “What is your name?” he continued while walking towards us and stopped in front of Azrael. Elder Fana also walked towards us and Azrael stood up, “My name is Azrael Shepherd,”

Daniel asked, horrified. "Next, I am going to do something that I might regret in the future. But to save my daughter's life, I will do anything in my power." Azrael said, closing her eyes. "Sorry, the lord of witches and all the ancestors, for what I am going to do today is one of the most forbidden things of the black book. Please forgive me." Azrael said before placing her hand on the coffin. "Please don't hate me, dear. What I am going to do today, is all for your benefits." She whimpered before closing her eyes and looking in the sky resolutely.

"Karam..." The male instantly chipped in. "My name is Azrael" his voice came out firm and dominant, Maye and Shailyn trembled at the sound of his voice, both whimpering in submissive. "You think sealing a five years old kid in a tomb was shielded" "I was scared" Maye's voice wavered. "Of course, you were" Karam scoffed. Skylar hated not being able to read the Lycan before her, it was vexing and she believed everyone felt it too. She couldn't tell if he was rankled or buoyant, despondent or graveled.

Marshal said and pointed to the candle that was not in place. “Let’s try placing it back in its space?!.” Liam suggested. “Are you insane?!.” Marshal asked him. Liam sighed. “We need to perform a ritual remove the spirit or whatever possessed her and then and then a ritual to appease the star of David to realise them all!.” Liam said. They all turned to him with shock in their eyes. “How do you know all that?!.” Aiden asked. “The book!.” He replied and waved it in the air.

I was sent back to my room by his rogue werewolves and ever since then, he had more werewolves guarding his chambers. Finally, after days of tireless investigation, I stumbled upon a hidden chamber. Its entrance was concealed behind an ornate tapestry, and curiosity compelled me to pull it aside. Inside, ancient tomes lined the shelves, their pages filled with forgotten knowledge. My hands trembled as I reached for the nearest book, its leather cover worn with age. Dust flew into the air as I blew on it before cracking it open. The pages revealed Azrael's true nature, a dark force driven by vengeance and an insatiable hunger for dominance and it wasn't just cause that is his personality all