Romans & histoires Samael Keene

He said once he pulled back, grinning at me, a dimple appearing on his cheek, "By the way, I'm Samael." "What no cute nickname," I ask, teasing him. "No," He responded, "I like how your name sounds coming from my mouth, Katrina." He said, gently rolling the R. Yup, I liked the way he said my name, too. Samael was just as beautiful as the other three, although his appearance was much less preppy pretty boy and more goth-emo kid. He had long jet black hair that he wore down to his shoulders, gorgeous purple eyes, which I assumed must be contacts, and from what I could see, he was covered with tattoos, most of them depicting what I could only assume was the underworld.

“Not literally, you brain-rotted worm.” “Then how do you know?” I demanded, indignant. The cold winds died down, replaced by a cool breeze, as if we were floating across the abyss. I felt heady and weightless, as if I could drift off to sleep... “Because,” Samael said distantly. “I'm the angel of sex and death.” I gawked. “What!”

“And you’re an angel.” She bites her lower lip, making me stifle a moan at how enticing it is. “I…thank you. I’m Galena.” I wordlessly repeat her name as I roll it around my tongue. “I’m Samael.” I manage to reply through the roaring in my ears. “I’ve never met a demon.” She mutters shyly. “I didn’t expect for you to look so─” “Amazingly attractive…charming.” I finish for her with a cocky smile.

She always said killing Alexstera Hale, the woman who raised her, was followed by nothing but relief that she was finally gone. Samael smiles at me, and I melt. Danika goes into a frenzy, begging me to kiss his luscious lips and crawl onto his lap, but his words intrigue me. Why is he asking about Cassandra? “Yes, I know about her.” I say, finally answering his question. “Have you met her?” Samael pauses, “Not personally, but I’m acquainted with some of her… messengers,” he says vaguely. “Messengers?”

Amara is Kayden's mate and his pack is one of the strongest and the largest pack here in America, I don't think anyone would dare to execute his mate just because she's a witch. "Your son isn't a werewolf right?" I asked Kayden causing him to stop drinking his beer. If his son is a werewolf and a witch at the same time, then that makes his son a hybrid which means the hybrid prophecy is true and that might be the reason why the witches are back. "No, Amara did a spell to know if our son has a werewolf but he doesn't have any which means he's a pure witch." Kayden replied to me, "I just hope our second son is a werewolf this time," he added.

, she asked more firmly, her gaze flickering between the two brothers. Samael opened his mouth to speak but Ender beat him to it, "Amahl will come for you". A look of uncertainty and confusion settled on her face before she asked, "Who is Amahl? And what does he want with me?". Ender sighed wearily and pinched the bridge of his nose before he spoke, "Amahl is the king of the night demons, incubi and succubi to be exact and he will come for you because your parents promised you to him as his bride"

At this time, on the other side of Moher Cliff, stood a line of a few dozen of Red Moon kamikaze soldiers with serious expressions. They were closely monitoring the situation below with tense nerves. Compared to the group of Wolf Tail on the other side, these bunch of soldiers clearly looked much more solemn. Their leader was a robust, red-haired man; even his eyebrows and lips were red. He had the nickname of Samael. His appearance highly resembled Kagura both in shape and looks. In fact, he was Kagura’s cousin, and his status in Red Moon was comparable to Herodes’.

According to the Polish demonologist Roman Zając, Samael should be identified with Satan. Source: wikipedia.

Samael continued his words – as he looked away, as if he could only see what was happening in the past like it was only yesterday. A deafening silence filled the air. No one dared to speak – as they let him explain his side. “And Helene… He didn’t want to hear any of my explanations! And it was because she thought that I was plotting against you and her brother! So… They… They killed Divina and our child! And it was because of that stupid sister of yours!” Samael shouted angrily – as he gave Alpha Hudson a deadly glare. Then, he smirked evilly. “So, I killed Helene. And killed the leader of this Triad. At first, I want to eradicate this – but why would I do that when I can rule this pack and

Azael’s laughter ceased abruptly. “Well, are you loyal, Samael?” His voice became deep and threatening as he demanded an answer from me. “And if so, who are you loyal to?” He rested against the desk and folded his huge arms across his chest. The guy was built like a tank. He had the type of body that any man would die for. Or take steroids, for at least. I could have kicked myself. I had forgotten he could read every vampire's thoughts as Selene did with werewolves. I'd forgotten to block him out, although if I had done that, he'd be more suspicious than he already was. I got down on one knee and bowed my head. “I am loyal to only you, my Lord.”