Samael Adalah Novels & Stories

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.”

I didn't want her knowing that Selene and Freya were close because if this all goes wrong, and the council somehow manage to get a hold of Freya, Selene might be her only hope at escape. “I thought I could smell Samael in the woods, I was hoping it was because he'd been killed here, but I guess no such luck,” she said glumly. I'd heard of this Samael before, but with my head being a mess right now, I couldn't work out who he was. “Who is Samael?” I asked Kali hoping that I could keep her talking for a while so that I could figure out a plan. “Samael is Selene's little vampire bitch, nothing more nothing less. He does exactly what she wants, when she wants. He's weak!” She raised her voice lo

Ugh, why the fuck am I so jealous? Mark grabs my arms and leads me out of the building. "Well, it was lovely meeting your friends. And look, even your friend Robbie has a new girlfriend. That's quite a relief to me if I am being honest with you, Sammy," Mark says as he puts some gum into his mouth and starts chomping. Mark is the only person who calls me Sammy. It sets him apart from my friend group, along with his British accent. Both drive me crazy, and both are powerful.

The man removed his shoulder out from around his partner. “Damn it! You two should go together! You’re both loquacious and obnoxious.” He hastened away from the man. The man moved toward me and put his hand on my shoulders. “Don’t pay more attention to my companion; he’s short-tempered because he’s going through menopause,” he said while laughing. “By the way, my name is Samael, and the person alongside me who you think was extremely angry at the entire world is Claeg! We are Samael and Claeg, the most outstanding duo,” he said with boastfulness.

mutters another familiar voice, causing my rising panic to diminish as I pull my lips away from Miles and turn to face the direction of the rooms down the hall. Aphelion and Samael are both standing there. Samael's arms are crossed, and a small smile appears on his face when my eyes catch his. "Have I ever told you how much demons turn me on?" Samael teases, although I'm not sure if he's joking or not. He did grow up around demons, after all. "There's a reason I'm bonded to the prince of darkness and the Princess of Hell. Your crazy, the chaos and havoc inside you also lives in me."

' she thought full of doubt. Tiredly Samael rubbed his temple and closed his eyes, "I told you I am not a demon, would you please quit calling me that?" Bida's eyes doubled in surprise when he answered her question. Warily she sized him up, "What are you?" Wearily Samael's rich brown eyes met viridian ones, "Bida, my heart, I have already explained to you what I am, though none of it matters because I live only for you. I love you, Bida, and if my presence disturbs you I will fade from your sight. I will watch you from afar and keep you safe as I always have. But I will never leave you. I am bound to you by your mother, but even more strongly by love. Just tell me what you want me to do; I l

Alpha Hudson couldn’t help but ask. Hector nodded his head. “Yes.” He agreed seriously. “It seems like he used Donovan’s greed and manipulate him to act as the Triad leader. But this man is the one behind everything.” Hector said – in between his gritting teeth. “Did you… Did you know who it was?” Luna Hera gently inquired. Everyone was hoping that he knew. For right now, only Hector could be the key to this problem. Hector nodded his head. “Yes. I heard his name once… He is someone named Samael… Samael Morfran.” Hector finally revealed – as everyone heard Hera’s gasped in both horror and shocked.

His head tilted upwards to the top as he stepped out of the car. Mr. Lorenzo is a weak target, his Father will aim for him to cause harm and get what he wants for people to do; sin. Sin and be punished, fall at the depths of hell, and worship him to let them go. His Father knew every human’s weakness as much as he does but Samael is way far more powerful to get them work for him to destroy everything.

So, they must be waiting there to prevent anyone from getting in the way of Samael while he opened the Gates. Then I saw him; Samael, the leader of the demons… He was in his demonic form this time without bothering to glamour his appearance. I focused on him and hastened my pace as he started muttering something. I knew that he was uttering the spells to open the Gate. If I didn’t stop him in a few minutes, the Gate to Tartarus would open, releasing Cronus and other nightmarish beasts.

It was here that Allistair would take his place as the new alpha. Samael, dressed in regal attire, stood near the throne, his presence commanding and impossible to ignore. His eyes flickered with an intensity that made Allistair's heart race, the connection between them undeniable. Samael's role as both king, alpha of all alphas and the one to crown Allistair only heightened the tension.