The Book Of Azrael Epub の小説・ストーリー

Ru could remember being terrified as a child when there was a lunar eclipse, and Liddy Brown had insisted the moon would turn to blood, signifying the beginning of the Tribulation. One particular website she stumbled upon caught her interest. It was a listing of demons, complete with artists’ renderings of what they were supposed to look like, dating back to Biblical times. Most of them were horrific and scary looking. Azrael caught her attention. Some of the pictures showed him as a hideous creature with more than one face and dozens of hands and wings, some as a black-winged angel with a dark face, and others as a glowing Archangel of God. “It is said that Azrael was a helper to God, but t

"The only reason we kept her alive was so she could convince you to trust us." He looked at me with a satisfied smile. "She already handed over the spell book we needed. It was the key to finding our clan. Now that we have it, both of you are completely useless to us." Before I could respond, loud noises echoed from downstairs, voices and footsteps. Azrael is here, my heart skipped a beat. I could feel his presence, Kael heard it too. "Rot in hell," he said, raising the gun and aiming it at me again. I slowly closed my eyes. Click but nothing happened. When I opened my eyes again, Kael frowned before letting out a mocking laugh.

“So this is it? You own me now?” Azrael took a step forward, his presence suffocating and magnetic all at once. “No. I claimed you. There's a difference, Mrs Azrael,” He extended a goblet toward me, filled with a dark red liquid. Not wine. Not blood. Something in-between. “To new beginnings,” he said. I didn’t take it. I stared at the goblet, then at him. “You saved me to bind me.” “I saved you Yasmine and come on, we had a deal, I save you and in return you love me,” he said calmly,

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

Elijah promised. "I'll dig, your majesty," Stefano said so he quickly went somewhere to dig. Their life is precious and ended without a cause. I asketh f'r their f'rgiveness and giveth that folk peace. I felt like Sushi was praying because I knew it wasn't Elijah he was talking to. Elijah wouldn't be able to understand him anyway. I didn't speak. We just saw how the soul left the body of the three necromancers and they were like fireflies that spread and scattered. Was that a crossover? But I couldn't help but ask and I could feel Sushi's sadness.

It was like the man wasn’t there or they didn’t feel guilty at least, about it. “You don’t need to be surprised, Ezra. For a person who had a Lycan son, who has also been given up on, I am surprised that you are still surprised about me.” Alvize said, stopping me. I had to fight back growling at the man whose eyes were fixed on our parents. The odd and scary part about this was that the man showed zero emotions, and zero remorse. If anything, he didn’t seem to be in the pain that I was in.

Fuck! “My name is Kellina and I am the Crimson Priestess.”

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.