Lord Ramiel Novels & Stories

Being one of the originals, it was a big deal which is why she had more options than most were allowed. You’ll probably hear a lot about pure bloods through this tale. It basically means that we never mixed with mortals. Our blood is old, powerful and untainted. I really don’t get into how that’s possible. More Hail’s cup of tea as he’s the Caretaker. Boiled down this simply means Hail is my right hand, and a historian slash advisor. Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on.

Vador sighed as Aleister entered the study. "Call Alizon," Aleister said."Call her now" "Yes? You called for me,"a lady in white appeared.She had a white mark running from her hair down to her forehead,her hair was black. Alizon was a white witch,she was also Vador's godmother who stayed in the east empire disguised as an old lady.She was King Alarie's younger sister who was not killed when the dark witches had attacked because they didn't know about her. Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls.

He will likely be late because he sucks at running. I walked to the magical wing, I saw several magical physicians bowing their heads at me in respect, I gave them a light nod and strolled to the office where I would see Hemilia and Raphael, the head of the magical physician. Raphael Weldon is the royal magical physician, for years he did his duty as the physician while carrying out his task as a researcher making him the youngest person of magical scientist of Rosla. He wrote many theories in his book Gelium book, the book that I read when I was in the library at night.

She was grateful for this peace but sometimes it gets really lonely. I take deep breaths, have a clear mind I remind myself I felt it was a comfortable distance to do the spell, placing my left hand forward I let energy play on my fingertips concentrating hard I say the spell "Plaet mi et tu domle" the same time I let the power roll of my palm it starts off as a small circle then it kept growing and growing, I take a step back the suckage strong as it grows to a small black hole it suddenly vanishes.

The driver gave him appreciation by as he got off the truck. First light Academy was arranged at the western piece of the Academy Sector. It offered courses in different teaches and was positioned the fifth among twenty or so foundations in Morante City and ninth among every one of the institutes on the Grindia Continent. A sculpture of a young lady who looked around twelve to thirteen years of age killing a tremendous mythical serpent with a jeweled sword should have been visible at the entry. This courageous little youngster was the Dawn Goddess Loria. She is the little girl of Singwa, the divine force of light, sun and war, and Daphlyn, the Silvermoon Goddess. In the Grindia mythos, it wa

Damien's POV Maybe I had done something really terrible in my past life because that was the only explanation that I could give to the throbbing in my chest which had nothing to do with medicine but everything to do with the fact that Amelia was taken. It had been days since I returned home to the pack to find that they had been ambushed by vampires under the lead of Cassius- the one man on this earth that I wanted dead no matter the cost- and to find out that my Luna, the other half of my soul had been taken back to that hellhole that we had done everything to break her out from. It made my skin boil every minute that passed that she remained in that place.

When Koda and Layla left, we walked them outside and Layla introduced us to the two angels who would be watching over our house. Kemuel and Ramiel are both very handsome angels, and they look like fierce warriors. I’m glad to have them guarding the house. Now I don’t have to sleep with one eye open.

I comply before shakily walking back to the table, shamelessly leaving Kai to clean up my mess. My eyes well up as I think about what will happen to Azriel. In what state is he now? Does he even know that an imposter has taken hold of his position? I close my eyes, trying to take in deep breaths. ‘He is a lycan. He will find a way,’ Amaia whispers. Although I am doubtful, I pray that her words come true. ~~~~~ I am not sure when I dozed off, but I wake up to insistent knocks on the door. Amaia becomes alert. I leave my room to go check and see that even Kai has been woken up by the noise.

"Perhaps this is a sign that Ramiel has found the Well…" "The Well does not exist." Michael looked at me like I was a creature made to personally offend him. His face was still the same, all ruggedly handsome in the way of soldiers, richly masculine and war-like. His eyes were amber like mine but likened more to the Crowned Eagle whose wings he had. "This-this—thing—is an abomination. A blight on all that is holy. It is a parlor trick and nothing more created by the Great Deceiver to weaken our Choirs and start another uprising. I won't allow it."

Alaric asked, his face showed no mockery, nor gloating, nothing. Ramiel watched him, surprised. However, he refused to believe that what he had witnessed had just happened, and so sent more lightning bolts at Alaric. Raising his hand, Alaric caught the bolts, his eyes turned blue, and sparked just as Ramiel’s. Once more, he let the bolts pass through him and sent them back to Ramiel. Ramiel didn’t try to catch them this time, knowing what would happen. He tried to escape, but Alaric controlled the bolts to follow him around, and they didn’t stop until they struck Ramiel down from the sky.