Azazel
It has been a long night. Is my first thought before I extricate myself from Sahara’s grasping tentacles and make my way to the club’s exit. Sahara has been persistent in her pursuit as of late. It’s getting difficult to divert her attention. At another time, I might have slept with her and be done with it. But something inside me revolts at the thought of touching the red-headed harpy. Of course, I ignore the voice in my head that says that it’s because my attention is focused on a beautiful beauty with plump lips and deep aqua-colored eyes. Eyes that make me feel like I’m staring into a tranquil ocean. I couldn’t concentrate after the kiss we shared earlier. All I could do was wait anxiously for the night to end.
I don’t know why I did it. But after seeing that ba
Zoe I wake up feeling even more exhausted than I did the night before. Raising my hands up, I cover my eyes, trying to stifle the morning light coming through the bedroom window. The room is quiet. I can hear a bird singing from a nearby tree, a lawn mower’s roar, and a few car doors slamming nearby. It was early morning when I got in. And about five in the morning when I eventually slipped into the sweet release of sleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about Azazel and his delicious kisses. Once I fell asleep, I dreamt of him again. This time, I’m in a castle. My face and hair are ragged and dirty. I’m wearing a servant’s garbs. The other servants are moving around the kitchen, preparing for a c
Azazel The urge to call Zoe back is almost painful. I can tell by the look in her eyes that I hurt her a great deal. Unfortunately, my mission comes first. I can’t let my feelings for her interfere with the task at hand. Introducing her to Nevaeh would jeopardize everything. As I held Zoe in the pool, I forgot about everything but how badly I wanted her. I mean, Neveah was able to come into the house unnoticed. What if it had been an enemy at my door? I’ve never been off guard enough for an enemy to catch me unnoticed. Perhaps creating some distance is the right course of action, even if my heart tells me that I’m making a big mistake. Being around Zoe is amazing, but it’s also distracting. There’s too much at risk here. I take a deep breath before step inside the house. Nevaeh is sit
Azazel My head throbs painfully as the light of day burns through my retinas. I sit up with a groan and come face to face with Mathias, Mikhail, and Fallon. “This better be a nightmare because if it’s a sex dream, I’d rather be set upon by the hounds of hell.” Mikhail crosses his arms over his chest and snorts. “It’s not a sex dream or a nightmare Azazel.” He says with a sneer. Fallon and Mathias remain standing there quietly. I rise from my couch with a disconcerted frown. The place is in shambles. The tables are torn and turned over. One of the chairs is in pieces, and the television is cracked. “What the bloody hell happened to this place? A
My arms ache from carrying heavy grocery bags up the stairs. I groan loudly at the weight of the bags weighing me down. Unfortunately, the elevator is getting a maintenance check before Sahara gets here. After what happened this morning with Azazel, I made the decision to write it off as a lesson learned. If I've learned anything from my mother’s experience with John Dawson, it's not to let a man have complete power over you. She did, and look where she is now. He marries young, rich women and keeps my mother as his maid. That's not the kind of life I want for myself. Bree meets me at the door and reaches for a few bags. “Holy cow. How much food did you buy?” She asks sardonically as she lays it on the kitchen counter.
Chapter 13: Pride is all I haveZoe Bree and I ready ourselves to go to work in a couple of hours. After Sahara and Marina had left, Bree left soon after, leaving me to my thoughts. I roll on some lip gloss as I try not to dread the thought of seeing Azazel again. Every time the thought occurs, my body washes in shame. How could I have been so stupid? I think for the nth time. The bus ride to the club is too short. Everyone is preparing for the night’s events as soon as I get there. Christoph is talking to the club staff, and a few of the waitresses are cleaning tables. Thankfully, none of the gladiators are there yet. They usually don’t come until late into the night. I head towards the locker room and find another short, sheer, toga dress waiting for me. This one is blue with a gold pendant on
Azazel I don’t know what to do at this point. One thing I do know is that I came in my pants like a bloody green schoolboy after having an intense make-out session with this woman. That has definitely never happened to me. No woman has ever made me feel such intense emotion. I can’t think when I’m around her, and I tend to bugger things up. I look towards her stiff form and resist the urge to groan at the memory of how delicious her skin and her luscious lips taste. I was honestly trying to calm her down before she hurt herself. However, a part of me feels hurt by her rejection. Call it unreasonable, but I wanted her to accept me for what I am. Of course, we just had that heated sexual encounter, so it must not have been that big a deterrent. I have to bite the inside of my mo
Zoe “Who are you?” I ask the good-looking dark man standing before me. Something about the way he gazes at me makes my skin crawl. It feels like he could see deep inside my soul. It’s a wet and dreary night out. I was just walking home from working at the fabric factory when I ran into this man. My best girl, Clara, and I planned on visiting the new speakeasy in town. Apparently, the proprietor is very handsome. The man steps in front of me, snapping me out of my thoughts. This is not the first time I’ve seen him, though. I saw him several days ago when I was at the juice joint near Lexington. He was drinking hooch and talking to that Milquetoast Lenny. My friend Clara spotted him right away. The gent is quite handsome if you can overlook his sinister appearance. He has pitch black hair and dark as sin eyes. He’s tall with pale skin and a toned body u
Azazel I can’t believe that the woman I’m meant to be with bloody crept away from my room this morning. I woke up hours ago to find my bed empty. I guess I didn’t expect her to run away from me after making love this morning. I rolled over in my bed feeling hard and needy for her and nearly ripped the room apart when I noticed she wasn’t there. I don’t know how to feel about her departure. Something inside me feels dejected at her easy dismissal of our encounter. Needless to say, my demon was extremely upset over our mate’s conduct. I cannot believe that I slept so soundly that I did not hear her leave. I am at a loss. I have to presume that the reason why I did not wake is that, for the first time in my immortal existence, I let my guard down. All of these centuri
Chapter 33: The beginningEpilogueZoe “I hate lying to Lana,” I mutter in Azazel’s ear as we make our way up to our apartment after an entertaining night out with our friends. Azazel and I threw a party at Garden of Eden commemorating our new living arrangements and my mating mark. It’s been weeks since we defeated Marael and Sahara and escaped hell. Once everything was settled, I moved into Azazel’s flat. Azazel also gave Bree and Lana an apartment a few floors down from ours─rent free. As soon as I was reassured that my mom and everyone else was fine, we spoke to Mathias. Mathias was a little peeved that we gave the amulet away but relieved to know that Marael and Sahara were dead. I
Azazel Ding dong, the witch, is dead. I can believe Marael is finally dead. After Zoe had recited the spell, we were transported back to my flat; Lana and Lucifer showed up as soon as we appeared. “What the bloody hell did you do in hell today? The whole bloody place was falling apart.” Lana rolls her eyes and pushes him teasingly in the arm. “Oh, quit being such a drama queen, Lucifer. The whole place didn’t fall apart; only the mountain Sahara took us to did. And I say good riddance to that place.” Zoe wraps her arms around Lana with a soft cry. “She had my mom! Marael had my mom, and now that she&rsquo
ZoeI blink my eyes and look around groggily. The sound of my ringing phone woke me up from my dreamless sleep. Azazel sits up with an annoyed grunt. “What the bloody hell?” He growls out in irritation. I watch as he rises from the bed, completely naked, and reaches for my phone with a scowl. My throat constricts at the amazing sight of his tight ass, ridged back and firm thighs. His golden body is perfect. He looks like a Greek statue. His tattoo wings stand out in contrast to his honey skin and golden hair. He’s magnificent, and he’s all mine.Covering my nakedness with the sheet, I sit up from the bed with a scowl. “Who is it?” I mutter firmly when he grimaces at the screen. He turns to me with a cocky smile. “I believe it’s your mother.”I furrow my brow in confusion. “That’s not possible. My mom never calls me.” Azazel shrugs and hands me the phone. “Then you better
AzazelIt isn’t until the next evening that Zoe and I meet with Mathias and Creighton. After coming back from the hell dimension, Zoe and I took a shower and fell into a deep sleep. We were both too emotionally exhausted to even turn off the lights.Hand in hand, we both marched quietly to the Cal State library. I don't waste time greeting anyone at that point. “Did either of you find any information on the amulet?” I ask as I lead Zoe inside the room.Creighton nods and gestures towards his table. “Yes, in fact, we did, and it's good news.” Zoe and I give each other hopeful looks as we approach the table. Just then, Amara and Kell show up. Zoe's face lights up with delight.“Amara!” Zoe cries out with relief. Both women embrace, excited to see each other. “Zoe, I'm so glad to see you. I was so scared of leaving you inside that horrible place.” Amara cries out with regret.Zo
Chapter 29: The calm before the stormZoeI don’t think I’ve ever had such an odd conversation as I did today. Once I was done explaining to my friends Mathias and Azazel’s roles in this, we sat there and questioned Fallon and Lucifer about the supernatural world. Lucifer wasn’t much help, though. Every time we’d ask him a question, he’d grumble and tell us that he’s bored. However, I can’t help but notice the long looks he gives Lana when he thinks no one is looking. The look is a mixture of longing and frustration. I know that I have to tell Lana about Lucifer, but I have no clue how to approach the topic without freaking her out.I startle when Azazel comes up behind me, wraps his arms around my waist, and kisses my temple. “I just spoke to Mathias and let him know that we were able to extract all of you from hell. I'm going to assume that Marael probably knows we escaped the dimension since she's co
Chapter 28: Oh, what a tangled web we weaveAzazelI take a relieved breath as we move on to a safer topic. Talking about Lana will only lead to more questions, and I don’t want Lucifer to make the connection between Lana and the Erue. That would be dangerous ground to tread on, and my Zoe would be right in the middle of it.I caress across my lips with my thumb in consternation as I consider what our next steps are. Looking down at Zoe, I ask. “I say let’s begin with what happened in the hellish dimension after you disappeared. Perhaps it might shine a light on what we need to do next. Did you see or hear anything while you were there? Anything Sahara might have let slip in her rage?”Zoe’s brow knits with concentration. “Well, when we were back at the cavern, she kept harping on about an Amulet. She said that Marael stole it from her.”Lucifer shrugs. “Did she say what kind of amulet?”
Zoe Can things get any worse? I think in my head as I watch my best friend fall apart in front of me. Gazing at Azazel, I can see that he has a similar thought. Bree leans her head on my shoulder for comfort as she processes her new reality. There are so many obstacles in our way, and everything looks bleak. Azazel takes a seat in front of me and takes my hand in his. “We’ll get through this, luv. Nothing will get in our way now that I’ve found you.” He growls huskily. I’m about to respond when a cocky male voice echoes across the room. “What the bloody hell just happened? And why was I lying unconscious next to a Seraphim?”
Azazel A sigh of relief escapes my lips as soon as we appear inside my temporary home. Unfortunately, my relief is short-lived when Lana slumps onto the floor with a painful cry, her hands covering her ears. Lucifer lets out a roar and falls next to her with a mournful cry. Everyone rushes towards their writhing forms, surprised and horrified by their excruciating cries. However, before we can even touch them, Lucifer changes into his devilish form, covers Lana’s squirming form with his and snarls in a warning. Everyone flinches back in shock. “What the hell is going on?” Bree calls out in terror as she tries to reach for her sister. However, she stops when Lucifer lets out a horrifying roar
ZoeI blink my eyes as the door closes behind me. All I see is complete darkness. However, my sense of smell is perfectly fine. A cough escapes my lips when the scent of ash and smoke permeate my senses. My eyes burn and itch painfully, and my throat is dry. “Hello,” I whisper softly. Who knows what's hiding in the darkness. “Bree... Lana...” I call out again. But there's no response. All I hear is the echo of my own voice. Taking a few steps, I extend my hand in front of me and start walking. It's a bit unnerving because it's so dark. Then I remember something Azazel said about supernatural eyes. He said that Supernaturals could see better than humans. So I close my eye tightly, willing them to change like they did last night when I saw the corrupt power surrounding my apartment—then I open them again. Unfortunately, nothing happens. I don't see a thing.I try a few times as I take a few cautious steps but get no results. Sighing in frust