Uriel Septim Novels & Stories

Erin warmly smiled despite his cold body. Uriel was never one to ponder, to regret, to dwell on things. He was a simple person. It was safe to say Uriel felt something akin to regret. His jaw peered open the tiniest bit, teeth poking through minutely, as his eyes were glittering with intent. At that moment, Uriel was sure he felt guilty. Very guilty. Calling Erin malicious names was the mere basis of his doings, names he couldn't even count on his ten fingers, and a few of them involved his familial status. His head hung low in shame. Erin took notice, face grimacing in concern.

Remiel glared at her twin, “You don’t have photos in the 10th century, Rogziel. And I haven’t seen him after that.” The boys decided to have Nae and Azrael catch up with whom Sebastián really is. As Rogziel said, he’s the First Immortal and Remy’s old flame. He’s Russian, born in the middle 900’s to the royal family of Russia, Remiel met him and have a connection. Lucifer founds out about it and thought he’ll be helping Remy out then turned him into a Damned or a human immortal. The very first one, the first human immortal. The Mark on his scapula looks like a tattoo. Why Remy chooses to leave after what happened is a story she keeps to herself that Azrael cannot barge into. The banter conti

She asks and I nod. “How is he coping? The last I heard, his powers were stolen by a demon from the underworld.” She says. “It is more complicated than that.” I say. Uriel got himself into a situation when a spell he casted ended up summoning a female from the underworld. The woman claimed him and he rejected her, so she took his powers and he is now going through hell to get it back, literally. She nods. “Tell Uriel I said hi.” She says. “I will.” The buttons are done and I pick up a diamond cufflink, distracted with the situation back at home that I cannot make sense of.

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.

Instead of getting angry, he seemed thoughtful, watching Andrew's back with keen interest. Enzo, however, was nearly trembling from fear. The Reyes family had about ten senior butlers, but Uriel was on another level entirely, and even Valerie feared him. The man only answered to one person: Finnegan. Everyone else, no matter their rank, was nothing in his eyes. He was a terrifying martial emperor, and if Finnegan gave the order, Uriel could wipe out any member of the Reyes family without hesitation. That was why no one within the family dared to cross him.

The unknown figure passed the priest, knelt in reverence before the altar and said a prayer. Then he turned to Louis, had also kneeled before him and said a prayer to Lucifer, which he heard with satisfaction. Lastly, it was Godric's turn. The visitor took his hand and kissed his ring gently, then stood up and looked at the small group. “Forgive my intrusion at such an hour. I deeply regret having disturbed the devotion. But before I can answer the questions, allow me to give you a present, ”he began and reached under his robe, then held myrrh in one hand and incense in the other. He handed both of these to the abbot of the monastery, who was amazed but knew the value of these things, as it

“Young man, the world is filled with opportunities, but one shouldn’t venture into conmanship. I shall give you a word of advice since you’re so young. It’s not too late to turn back! It’s never too late!” Javier smirked upon hearing what Uri had said. He had not exposed the man for rapping during the ritual, but now the man was accusing him of being a conman instead? He asked, “Master, which generation of hierophants do you belong to in the Arcadian Order?” Uri answered seriously, “I’m Uri Copeland, the 86th Hierophant of the Arcadian Order!” Javier snorted. “There’s only a total of 64 generations in the Arcadian Order to date. Where did the 86th come from?”

Aldmeris hesitantly bowed to the queen. “It seems she has someone protecting her. Find out who the supernatural Is immediately!” Lilith said, sitting down on her throne. “Yes of course my queen.” Aldmeris said as he cast out a spell revealing an image of an angel named Uriel. “Hmmm…Uriel, quite interesting. Which kingdom is the supernatural from?” Lilith said maliciously, contracting out her claws. “His from the kingdom of Anglocnds. He resides in the sky in heaven.” Aldmeris said as breaking off his spell.

"Miss Ula, you have found a new owner. I'd like to invite the gentleman who secured the victory to step onto the stage." All eyes focused on Uri as he began to step onto the stage, each of his strides leaving a deep imprint in everyone's minds. Uri not only possessed a striking appearance but also exuded an air of pride and authority. At a glance, it was clear that Uri was a wealthy individual, possibly an heir or scion of a prominent and affluent family. As Uri moved, Ula felt a mix of excitement and tension, unable to help but observe every powerful movement of the man approaching her.

He says gazing at me intensely. "What do you mean? Aren't you listening to me?" I ask him. "Trust me Morgana. Once you get your wolf, I'm the only one you'll be able to think about. This human boyfriend of yours won't even matter." He says firmly. "His name is Charles. Besides, we can always break the mate bond right?" I state "OUT OF THE QUESTION!" He says with a growl, his voice sounding authoritative and a shiver runs down my spine.