Samael Adalah Novels & Stories

Why would these people be so loyal to him? I know I’ve heard the alpha word before. When a thought comes back to life, I mutter to myself, “Could he be? The alpha. The heartless alpha who kills out of boredom?” His commanding voice resonated in my ears again. “Did you not hear anything? Samael left with your friend. You should know this beforehand. Samael is a frightening man and you don’t know him much?” I turned my gaze to him. “That’s why I need to go back there and confirm if it’s true. How can I believe you? I don’t even know you. And you’re the alpha, right?”

I question, looking at my mate curiously. Samael rolls his eyes, “He insisted the second ‘a’ was unnecessary and called me ‘Samel’ for about two hundred years. I think he got lazy after a while and it shortened to ‘Sam’.” He glares at Seth, who shrugs. “It helps separate the king from the vampire,” he says laughing, “Sam is my friend, Samael is my king.” I smile at their obvious closeness, a little jealous perhaps that Seth has known him for centuries, while I only just met him.

“Since you’re here, let me tell you about the Heavenly Path's Carrefour. As a heavenly path's guardian, I need energy to improve my strength, and this energy comes from you.” Samael unleashed his power to trap these people.

Eva and I will investigate’ ‘Sir’ Calvin responded in confirmation. Samael took off after his beloved in haste. He was trying desperately to catch up to her. The sounds of screaming urged him to run faster after his beloved. His heart raced at the thought of harm coming to his beautiful beloved. As Sam entered a small town the smell of blood and burning flesh filled his senses. So much so that his body naturally forced a gag from his lips in a form of cleansing him of the unnatural scent.

I quickly put the book in the right position. " And its math lesson so you're holding the wrong book" he added taking out a math textbook "You can have mine" he handed me it generously "thanks" I said a bit surprised, he was the second nerd I've talked to in this school and a good one. Nerds were such loners and thus I was surprised. " I'm Cruiz .....and you are Samael" he offered his hand " how did you know my name?" I squinted my brows "dude , your shirt's like branded with your name tag" he chuckled.

“Sam, you know I am trustworthy. I know my place is with you. That is why I have not dated anyone or tried to talk to a male. Not unless it was you or Kota.” Samael stood up from his chair, flashing around the desk to stand behind me. Craning my neck back, I looked up into his bright blue eyes. I could see his amber flames sparkling within his irises. It sent an icy shiver down my back. Swallowing nervously, I sucked my bottom lip between my teeth to chew on it. A habitual act of mine. His gaze flickered down to my lips before a low growl rumbled in the back of his throat. Samael reached out, placing his fingers on my bottom lip to tug it from between my teeth.

I asked slowly, his eyes met mine again and he smiled slowly, his pointed teeth looking like a wolfs. "Well...depends...." he hesitated, his smile gone, replaced with a sad expression. "You knew me as Jackson..." I stared, the name rolling around my mind as I mulled it over. I shook my head. "I don't know you..." He sighed, "my real name is Samael.." I flinched slightly, blue fire erupting in my mind as I tensed. "You...you were badly hurt...I didn't have a choice but to bring you here..." his eyes darted around the room.

“Don't try it,” Samael warned “You're palate will burn to a crisp.” Gabriel clutched at his chest. “You wound me, Samael. Now how in the heavens have you survived his presence this long?” he asked me. “Must be my guardian angel.” Samael snorted and Gabriel laughed boisterously. “Good one. I like her, Sam. She's got spunk.” He focused on me, grinned, and took a sip of wine. “So I hear you're an atheist, eh?”

I replied "and I suspect also against many others as well I would not summon you, here just because I could, great Sammael or for trivial matters, the scribe who thought me gave me grave warnings I am risking much by summoning you here this night" "State the betrayer's name and I will seek the ether for his sin," Sammael said gravely "His name is Azeazel" I replied Sammaels eyes fell closed and his head tipped back for several long minutes as he listened to the ether, I waited patiently in the silence until finally his eyes opened and he studied me gravely

Davin’s green eyes widened. “Yeah. What about him?” “The fallen shall rise,” he breathed, his gaze going distant. “It’s in one version of the prophecy.” “Excuse me,” interrupted Marla, crossing her arms, “but what are you on about?” “Samael is considered to be Lucifer’s original name, in some texts,” I explained, though my eyes never once left Davin’s face. An entire discourse of hope and anguish were playing out across his chiselled features. “The original fallen angel.”