Uriel Novels & Stories

"What have you done?" "Well, I found a way to leave hell permanently. This body, it is... capable. She's strong and she's a descendant of Arithymus. This means I can finally do what I've yearned to do for two hundred years. She will be my ultimate weapon, my avatar" kael paused and looked at him. "I need you Lyrien." Lyrien got to his feet and scrambled to a corner of the room, in the opposite direction of where he stood. "How did you find her? I thought all descendants of Arithymus were killed. " he replied

Ulrich stood on the rooftop of a tall building, surveying her territory. From up here, she could see everything – the bustling streets, the tall skyscrapers, and the sprawling neighborhoods. As the leader of this urban city, she took great pride in keeping it safe and prosperous. But something was amiss. In the past few weeks, there had been strange attacks on her people. Reports of unexplained injuries and missing persons were becoming more frequent. Ulrich had sent her team to investigate, but they had found no evidence of human or animal perpetrators.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

[Dear Aysel, I hope you will never have to receive this letter. But if you do then either I am unable to reach you or I am gone. If either of these happens, I want you to join the Royal pack as the beta. The authorities won’t refuse as they are bound to keep the last request of a dying wolf. I know this is probably a selfish request, but… this way I can keep you safe even after I am gone. I serve Prince Azriel, the next-in-line monarch. Being in his circle will keep you from falling prey to countless things. I hope you will consider this. Remember I will always love you and always be with you. Love, Kaizen]

“You are ridiculous, Clyde. Talking nonsense, as always. You know nothing about him.” The more I hear him talk, the nauseous I get and just want to get out of here. I don’t want to listen to any of his sermons. I still can’t understand what he is saying to me. Uriel’s real name is not his name, but Eyolf Mickelson. Why would he exchange his name with his brother? Wouldn’t people still know who he is and who isn’t? If anyone knows them, wouldn’t they still be able to differentiate them?

I was hoping he would fight her thus time and free me from this spell. But it was different. The eyes glowed bright blue and there was suddenly a flow of ominous energy towards the emerged figure. I was caught by surprise when I saw Helena gleaming with excitement. She hurried to it with a bowl of water and the figure collected it and wiped its face with water and a towel. The darkness within me was reacting to him. Uriel revealed his face and grinned as he looked around. His hair was white, probably as an effect of reincarnating in Deucalion's body. His glowing blue eyes were different from the red ones I knew.

“Because this day was going way too orderly.” Despite everything—despite the pressure, the pain, the cosmic trial—I bark out a laugh. The ancient presence purrs. I nearly lose my footing. Gravehowl’s presence pulses with unmistakable amusement. Ah. You’ve met the Sleeper. “The what?” I gasp, steadying myself as gravity hiccups sideways. Midnight’s oldest resident, he replies calmly. Predates the Crown. Predates me. Likes jokes. Hates rules. The Arbiter rotates sharply toward the epicenter of the disturbance, sigils flaring violently. ANOMALY EXCEEDS ACCEPTABLE PARAMETERS. TERMINATION—

I had been doing my best to keep him leashed inside me. After we had escaped, his intense hatred for Rose's father never abated. When we had confronted James Dawson, the tyrant who had abused us for years, Uriel had completely lost control and killed him without hesitation. But that wasn't enough to quench his thirst for revenge. He refused to spare anyone related to Baldwin. "Jack, since don’t have the stomach to do it, let me do it! I'm going to rape her! Kill her!" Uriel bellowed excitedly.

But I'm not sure Daniel fully got it. "Have you ever seen anything like it?" Raphael reached out to touch my face, and I smacked his brown hand away from me. At least I wasn't burning anymore, but I didn't like what had become of me either. I cupped my crotch with my hands, marveling at how human my skin looked. Save for the lines of glimmering sin on me like swirling tattoos, I was almost back to how I'd looked pre-Fall. Raphael reached forward again, and I snapped my fangs at him. "What do you make of this, brother?" "Zaqiel had always been a special case, even when he was still in his original position," Uriel hummed, wrapped up in a white tunic and toga th

"That artifact... you fool! You don't know what you are playing with! That is a demonic relic!" "I don't care if it's the devil's toothbrush!" Sebastian yelled, striking the tuning fork again. Another shockwave hit Uriel, driving him to his knees. "As long as it hurts you, I will use it!" Uriel screamed, a sound of pure celestial fury. He raised his hand, summoning a massive spear of light from the storm clouds above. It was the size of a building, roaring as it descended, aimed to obliterate the entire hospital roof and everyone on it.