Rhysand Cassian Azriel Novels & Stories

he asked. "There's no way I can be wrong about this. Only one man in Rivershire can summon this many members of the Draconian Order, and that's Cassian York," Cecil declared. "Stay quiet later. Leave this to me. Even though he's the boss of the underworld in Rivershire, he has to show me some courtesy, too." He started walking up to Cassian. Even when he was still some distance away, he called out warmly, "You must be Cassian, right? I've heard a lot about you."

Confusion flickered across her face, but she didn't argue. "What is his name?" she asked, gesturing toward me. The demon's black eyes glittered. "His name is Cassian Rhys. But we know him more as the High Prince Kassariel of the Court of Lust." The words settled into me like stones dropped into still water. He told the truth. That was one truth confirmed. Which meant he'd only told one lie so far or could only tell a lie after this. Unless he was playing games within games. I had one question left. One chance.

“Ah? Really? But–” “I am not sure why, but may I ask what you are doing here in my quarters?” Azriel’s calm voice comes from behind Aiden. I stiffen, but Aiden doesn’t. He turns around while I peek from behind alpha Aiden. Alpha Azriel looks livid if one goes by his stormy eyes, which have gone black. “I am inquiring about Aysel’s work. Why is she looking after accounts?” Alpha Aiden asks instead of replying. Azriel lets out a derisive chuckle and shakes his head. “I am surprised by how much of a hero you act in front of others while they are being someone else’s responsibility.”

"You're... the AI?" Seeing my dumbfounded look, his chest rumbled with a low chuckle. Undisguised indulgence rippled in his dark eyes. He nodded frankly. Then, he held out his right hand. A black onyx pinky ring rested on his long finger. A symbol of absolute power. "Let's officially meet, Aria." His tone was casual, but it carried the crushing weight of an apex predator. "Cassius. Cassius Castellano." Castellano.

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.

Ally replied. Abigail gave her a brief nod. "Yes. Golden dragons were great beings, feared and revered across each nation, and Azian happens to be the last," she trailed off gauging the reaction. She was met with blank stares as Lillian looked at her, "simple language" she begged with a dry throat, having had enough of trying to piece things together for herself. "Azian is the most powerful being in the realms, hunted for his power and the prophecy that is laid on his head, to well destroy the world, and he is also a prince" Edwin replied before Abigail could ease it in.

The boy asked, looking at the woman with a gentle gaze. "No baby, I will be fine on my own. Your mommy is not too old that she cannot ride a horse on her own." "Mommy is not old at all. You will forever be eighteen in my heart." The boy said. "Aww baby, you are mommy's best." "Big brother, over here." Suddenly, a childish but bubbly voice sounded from where the two men were. The one calling was Claire, Tyr's younger sister and the princess on City N. She had been spoilt by his father since the very day she was born and it was no secret to everyone.

Huffing I stomp my left foot and cross my arms against my chest. “ Are you okay?” Ryan asked me when Creed and Alex headed up the hallway to meet the doctor at the door. How do I even answer that question? Would anyone be okay after finding out something like this? Wait, he shifted? I can’t shift because I’m only a half breed, but wouldn’t that make him a half breed too because he’s my brother. “ Hey Ryan?” I said placing my hand on his arm he step back a few making my arm drop to my side

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…”

Amelia squeezed her hand nervously, trying to use her strength, but to no avail "Don't try. Do you know why I brought you here, because you were revived. The damned Sirin revived you, but she did not save her daughter." Amelia's eyes widened in shock, as she looked at Arthur, who had cut Ethan's hand and looked in pain. "Leave my child, you motherfucker!" He ignored her presence, and closed his eyes, preparing to begin the ritual. At the same moment the door exploded, Lucien appeared in his wolf form, looking at Arthur with hellish anger. Meanwhile, Galadriel was jumping on everyone who opposed his path in his wolf form and tearing off their heads Someone directed a crystal of energy at him,