Azrael, the Angel of Death, ventures on an adventure on Earth to find the Prince of Hell aka Bernael, whose name is written in her Fate. As she battles with herself internally, she gets torn between killing or saving Bernael as she unravels the true meaning of her fate.
View MoreAzrael notices that the boys are quite enjoying their job at the club. Ouriel loves socializing and there he can use his skills on talking unlimited. Rad loves girls and he can definitely bait one and Rogziel has been heady for liquors since it was invented so the club is the right place for him. When the boys went out, Azrael decided to clear her thoughts and breathe some fresh air before figuring out what to do to cure her boredom, “Boo!” Gabriel said when he caught Azrael outside the house sitting in the stairs while smoking a cigarette.“What the hell!” Azrael cried out and when she saw Gabriel she slaps his shoulders. She killed the smoke from her cigarette and turned to him, “I thought you left.” she blurted right away and drank from her coffee cup that she ordered using an app in Yerach’s phone.“But I haven’t.” he replied playfully.“Why?” Azrael returned.“Because…” Gabriel stated and left Azrael hanging for a moment and said, “I’m the owner of my own time.” and then he laugh
Ouriel catches up at Azrael outside the building. She was stomping her feet as she and Ouriel walks up to a bus that will pass by Beverly Hills, the two of them never commuted or rode a public transit from before but none of them brought their cars so instead of walking, they settled on the shuttle, “You shouldn’t have said that.” Ouriel started when he and Azrael was already on their seats. In front of them was two old men reading newspapers.“What?” Azrael asked as if she don’t know what he is talking about.“You said it smugly. You sounded like he owed you his whole existence.” Ouriel said in a low voice because a woman sat beside him.“Well, doesn’t he? If I let him die in that accident, he wouldn’t be here living like Captain America wanting to save the world.” Azrael said sarcastically.“You told me, it wasn’t his time yet?” Ouriel queried. Azrael rolled her eyes and Ouriel realizes that it was only Azrael who wants him alive. Ouriel doesn’t have any idea if it’s against the rul
Azrael recollected the last time she saw Carter, and because she doesn’t have a sharp mind as sharp as Ouriel’s, she can’t recall the exact year but she counted it was already fifteen years by now. Azrael and Ouriel sat beside each other in Carter’s dining table while Carter stared at both of them. He heaves a sigh and said, “Oh God, I thought I was going crazy.” his British accent was still there as Azrael recalled it.Now she knew that she should always follow her guts. The moment she saw Carter’s face she knew he hasn’t grow old. Well, according to his natal records he was now 27, but he looks like he hasn’t aged a day since he turned 20. Chestnut hair, honey brown eyes, ivory skin and a very thin lips.He really looks like a boy who just graduated from high school, not because he was a bit short but because of his so much younger face. Have humans already invented the formula of immortality? Ouriel raised an eyebrow at Carter. Both he and Azrael don’t know how to explain their exi
“I can’t believe that the human world teaches you to wear costumes.” Azrael said as she pulled on her white polka dot blouse. She was wearing a blue denim pants, a lace up sweater, a pink cardigan and a brown Chelsea boots. Her hair was in a tight ponytail. She has also a blue floral backpack hanging in her back. They were walking down the streets of W. Temple and were heading to Downtown Magnets High School. And both of them were dressed up as a high school student. Ouriel was also wearing his shirt from earlier, denim pants, sneakers and a varsity jacket from the school they were heading. Azrael didn’t know where Ouriel got their clothes, “Are you sure this was all clean? After we finish this mission I’m already itching.” she said while pulling the sleeves of her cardigan. “Of course it is clean, and we have to rub our shoulders with the students that’s why we have to be dressed like this.” he said as a group of teenagers watched him as he walked. And Azrael heard… “Oh my God, h
Days have passed and Azrael hid in the house in order not to see Jaoqium. She just stayed at home, never wanting to go out because she didn’t want to see him again. She wouldn’t admit that she enjoyed his company. And for her it was the worst thing, that she forgets who he really was, how she hated him, and how she wanted to get a hold of his life before. When she said it to Remiel the only thing she said was, “You’re not afraid of him, you just didn’t want to call yourself a hypocrite.” Maybe Remiel was right. She would be a total hypocrite if one day she’d just shoved all her bad ideas about Jaoqium. Remiel would asked her to go out but she just wanted to stay at the mansion, sat down, read, eat and repeat. When Yerach would pass by her he would say, “You’re such a pig.” One thing Azrael noticed while staying at home is that Rogziel was distant to Yerach and to almost all of them except for Ouriel. She thought maybe there was some argument between them and she didn’t want to ask R
“Are you a gangster?” Azrael said. She notices that Jaoqium’s earring on his right ear was similar with the silver chains he has on his suit. “Do I look like a gangster?” Jaoqium replied as he stopped the engine of his car. They were already outside Gabriel’s mansion in Beverly Hills. “Now you look like a psychiatrist, because you’re answering my questions with questions.” Azrael said sarcastically as she unbuckled her seat belt. Jaoqium was quick to open the door for her. “I don’t know; I haven’t met one.” he said blankly. “Well, you seem pretty adjusted.” Azrael said while watching him. “I’m not anyone you thought I was.” he said and propped his hands on his waist. Azrael stood straight and faced him. “I haven’t noticed you left your party early.” she said, she was quite shocked no one has tried to look for him when he went missing to his own party. He dodged his face on Azrael, making her lean back and whispered, “I hate people.” Azrael looked up at him and pushed him sligh
Rogziel was waiting for his siblings in front of the hotel, he wasn’t dress up but he was wearing a maroon jacket to keep up with the cold. When Yerach, Rad and Nae walks towards him, he got out of the car. They were accompanied by Sebastián, “That’s all he said, make sure Azrael attends the party and see what she does. Their dance is probably just a bonus of it.” Rogziel heard Sebastián say while approaching him. “Tell him to show up.” Yerach suggested. “Copy that. I’ll go back, and will watch them closely. The other guys would probably notice I was missing.” Sebastián said and turned his back on them. Yerach and Rad nodded at him. “Where is Azrael?” Rogziel said looking at their back when they started walking towards him. “She’s with Bernael, don’t worry she can handle him.” Yerach explained as he unbuttoned his suit. “Did you just leave her with him?” Rogziel sounded like he was proposing an argument with Yerach. “Yes. Don’t be so over protective, she’s not a human. No one in
The sparkling grand chandelier illuminates the whole dancefloor. Azrael, still in Jaoqium’s arms, stare at him. It was one of the times she wanted to disappear, but she wouldn’t do it instead she would be real, “Get off of me, jackass.” she said while staring directly in his eyes. “No, I won’t.” he smirked and said teasingly, “I didn’t realize until now how much I wanted to hold you.” Azrael frowned in cringe. The fact that they were moving slowly with the people dancing around them makes Azrael so uneasy. Azrael felt his hands push her to him closer. She rolled her eyes at him, “I won’t repeat it again, let me go.” she said to him. He locked her in his arms while they dance. To prevent the awkwardness, Azrael just plainly put her hands on his chest while struggling and gently pushing him, “Not gonna happen.” he replied while still flashing a grin. She forgot how good he was on going with the flow with girls. Azrael have left no choice but to step on his feet, he was surprised and
Rogziel was waiting for his siblings in front of the hotel, he wasn’t dress up but he was wearing a maroon jacket to keep up with the cold. When Yerach, Rad and Nae walks towards him, he got out of the car. They were accompanied by Sebastián, “That’s all he said, make sure Azrael attends the party and see what she does. Their dance is probably just a bonus of it.” Rogziel heard Sebastián say while approaching him. “Tell him to show up.” Yerach suggested. “Copy that. I’ll go back, and will watch them closely. The other guys would probably notice I was missing.” Sebastián said and turned his back on them. Yerach and Rad nodded at him. “Where is Azrael?” Rogziel said looking at their back when they started walking towards him. “She’s with Bernael, don’t worry she can handle him.” Yerach explained as he unbuttoned his suit. “Did you just leave her with him?” Rogziel sounded like he was proposing an argument with Yerach. “Yes. Don’t be so over protective, she’s not a human. No one in
The scraps and ashes in her black and leather clothing set forth a tale of a recent adventure. Azrael was always proud of them. Every scar, every wound, and every single drop of blood tells another story. It’s nice to have actually witnessed a world change over the course of billion years. It’s tiring, but it’s congenial. Azrael landed in one of the oldest residential buildings in the city of Bucharest agilely on her feet. She closed her voluminous black wings that are identical to the color of her hair and walked towards the railings of the rooftop to have a peek at the place. Azrael knew to herself she isn’t a follower, but it does not mean that she is not a believer. She doesn’t follow the rules, she makes them and if necessary she breaks them, and she is doing it exactly now without a pinch of regret in her narcissistic heart. She reminds herself, that she may sometimes be shallow but she has a reason. A raging one. The sound of noisy clamors in the market below the building st...
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