Liam Book Of Azrael Novels & Stories

She slapped Finn over his head and with a gesture of her head she showed him to move over. He slid over to make room for her next to me. This time when she sat on the couch next to me, the couch barely shifted, It was as if she weighed nothing. Her eyes were still blazing and her cheeks flushed red with annoyance at Finn laughing like that. “First, let me introduce myself, My name is Xalvy, Xalvy Grim, and as my little brother already told you, I’m also one of the Primal Entities, I am Life.” She paused, I didn’t know if that was for dramatic effect or because she saw I was looking at her with wide eyes and an open mouth. It was hard trying to make my brain understand I had Time and Life it

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Reincarnated, he possessed greater transcendent potential, now fused with this miraculous artifact. The Eye of Aslant, originally the Eye of Insight, was a sacred relic of the Aslant Civilization, a once high-tier Astral-level civilization. Its destruction during the war with the Fulgor Civilization had astonished all. “Who would have thought an artifact deemed indestructible could fail at the hands of a fragile one like me?” Logo mused wryly. Miraculous artifacts, born from the rules of the Astral Realm, carried immense, often incomprehensible powers—Time White Feather, Chaos Stele, Elemental Furnace, Death Note—renowned across the realm.

Aeron felt it too. And this time— He did not smile. Because this energy did not originate from him. Or heaven. It was older. Less predictable. Back in the chamber, Lily felt something unlocking inside her. Not explosive. Uncoiling. The golden fire along her spine intertwined now with faint threads of crimson. Not overpowering. Balancing. “You are not meant to choose heaven or hell,” Lucifer said quietly. “You are meant to destabilize the binary.” Her pulse quickened. “Aether said I was creating a fourth axis.”

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.