Noblesse Raizel Novels & Stories

But the coldness on my back isn’t going away and the golden light continues to swirl around me. “Despite my imprisonment… This ritual to select the true ruler was given to me by Selene herself. It is not part of my imprisonment, and I will always appoint the true ruler…” Raziel’s voice comes, but it’s getting fainter, “Take us to victory… child.” Suddenly, the whirling energy and the gold light abruptly vanish. Silence settles and all that remains is the thumping of my heart. I’m on all fours on the chamber floor. Even Luna is silent…

Could this be… His thoughts were abruptly cut off when he heard his name. “Alpha.” The old priestess of the Silver Crest Pack, Lilith Raziel, stepped into the infirmary, holding a long staff in her left hand. Her long white hair fell past her waist, and though she stood at a modest height, her presence was commanding. Her pale eyes held an ancient depth, as though they carried stories that were never meantt to be told. Wrinkles lined her skin, yet they only added to her quiet, unsettling grace.

She looked at him curiously, “But I don’t have mana.” “I know. You are the only person in the entire kingdom who only has this mana. Even little kids have much more than you.” She just shrugged and sat beside him. She stared at him who looked calm and collected, which is an improvement from his anger at Count Toivo earlier. His aura got even different. Lady Vienna could remember the only time Duke Raizel looked like that. It was when she first met him in the Rouge guild. Looking at him now, he looked different. He seemed calmer.

Raizen rushed to his dad and sat on his lap. “I decided to just dwell on this situation. The moon goddess herself keeps on pushing me into this marriage and if I continue to be stubborn, Crimson Twilight and the werewolf clan itself will suffer. I admit that when Ynez was the queen, she’s great at it,” Raizel says. My family and I were surprised by what he said. Romaine went to him and slapped him. Her nephew was surprised. “What was that for, big sister?!” Raizel roars.

A lot could change in seven years, but I was holding out hope that they were still here. I instructed my guards to stand outside and secure the parameter. I didn’t trust Raizel one bit. He had tricks up his coat and I was surprised he was this calm even after I had disposed of two of his men. They were probably insignificant to him because he always did see people and things as disposable and replaceable. That was why he conspired to kill me. He leaned forward after his drink, propping his hand on the table. “Well, you obviously didn’t come here to stare at me all day. Why are you here, my Lord?” he mocked.

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His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

I saw strange beings with various colors of skin, different types of dragons, fae, vampires, pixies, itches, warlocks, werefolks, and ones I don’t have the words to describe. Each being spent hours pouring information to me. Histories, lore, policies, pantheons and so much more. It felt like weeks without a break. So many thoughts and new things to learn. Raza showed up as well, departing the histories of her people, explaining the blood of Bronzetail. They were the last line of Raza’s direct descendants. It made so much more sense now why she was targeted. Funny enough, no one seemed to realize that the Bronzetail name worked just like the Tirisil name. Another interesting point.

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.