Rhys Azriel Cassian Novels & Stories

"Azriel... fuck, untie me. You're not ready—" Azriel smirked down at him, eyes dark and feral, riding that fat cockhead with p**n star control, clenching his rim around it, twisting his hips to grind the sensitive frenulum inside. "God, your cock's so fucking huge," he said, raw and too real, before leaning down to kiss Cassian harder, swallowing his ragged breaths.

RILEY I am so thirsty, but water cannot solve my problems. ‘’Baby..baby, do you know what you just said?’’ Cassian asked, probably shocked that I said something like that I nodded as I moved closer in between his legs, grazing my lips against his obvious hard on, ‘’Fuck,, are you sure’’ he groaned I nodded and opened my mouth wide as I told myself. He is not Darius Not darius Not Darius They care

Why don’t you try stamping on his fine leather shoes next or snatching the Rolex off his wrist and smashing it off the ground? His lips pursed, he fixed me with a cold, hard glare. “Yes, that’s me, grotty Greyson, also known as grimy Greyson, Greyson Smelliot and Smelly Elliot. I tend to go by Greyson or Mr Elliot these days. You can call me Mr Elliot. I assume we went to school together?” “Zoe, Zoe Smithson.”

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.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

My heart raced, and I had to fight my wolf not to shift before my body dropped, forcing me to my knees. “Alaric?” Rheniera said, frowning at my sight. She went to run to my side only for Ned to stop her, knowing that I could have a sudden reaction that would end up hurting her, and that was the last thing that I wanted. “Ned, do something!” “Alaric, you need to…” “The Phoenix has been awakened.” I said, stopping my brother. “Valerie Morozov has been chosen…”

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

Azrael whispered into my ear. My trembling lips parted and slammed shut with no meaningful words coming out of my mouth. The only thing I could feel was Cassian's warm tongue flickering in and out of my dripping pussy and the liquid that dropped down my thighs. “See?” Azrael whispered, gripping my ass hard while rubbing his bulge against me. “You can't even stop us,” he whispered, and my heart dropped. I panted, fighting with the anger and the disgusting desire. Cassian got up, his lips, which were smeared with my juices, slanted to the side.

“You think he’s coming for you, don’t you?” Her chest rose sharply as she tried holding back tears heavy in her heart. “That’s the problem with people like you, humans.” He started. “You believe too easily. You convince yourself that you matter more than you actually do.” Her head shook, tears slipping down her cheeks. “He will come…” Raze tilted his head, studying her like she was something fragile. “Cassius Vale doesn’t save people,” he said, his voice slow, certain. “He owns them. Uses them. Breaks them until they have nothing left but him.”

The Prince only have the two most trusting men beside him, they could die for him and swore their whole faith to the empire. "Right, welcome everyone, I'm Roman Hers and my colleague Ashton Welsh should be here but I think he's running late." He chuckled to light up the tension, he was hot not handsome like Rhyker and Ashton but not my style. I think he will suit Faine's style pretty much. Blond gold hair, grey piercing eyes, his nose crooked making it look like a fighter.