Neveah
My vision blurs, and my head pounds as I slowly come awake. I’m tucking myself back into my comforter when I hear something scraping on the floor. Brow furrowed, I rise from my perch and listen for the sound again.
As I listen, I sift my fingers through my hair and recall the events of the night before. I remember meeting Azazel, going to the roof, kissing him, and seeing Mikhail.
Mikhail! He brought me home last night. He must have carried me in and tucked me into bed. Embarrassment envelopes my body at the thought of him tucking me in. Closing my eyes, I groan in disgust. Shit, what did I do last night?
The scraping sound echoes across the room again, startling me from my morbid thought. My eyes widen when I notice the time. It’s ten in the morning. Pushing back the covers, I peer behind the bedroom door and see nothing. It’s only when I step out of my room and peer down the stairs that I spot my mo
MikhailShe follows me silently as I continue across the street until we’re both in front of my house. “Before we go in, I want to warn you that my brothers are a pain in the ass. They’ll probably stare at you and generally make you uncomfortable, but they mean well.”Nevaeh nods her head and looks at the door expectantly. “Don’t worry, I’ve handled Rowan. I’m sure the others won't be any different.”Just as I’m about to open the door, Rowan slams it open. His eyes widen at the sight of our entwined hands. “Hey, you’re back. Good, cause Alex is looking for you. He’s concerned because there’s Dodge Hellcat in the garage. He asked the boys and me, but we have no clue where he came from, which leaves you as the culprit. Did you steal a car, bro?” He asks excitedly.Brushing past him, I lead Nevaeh up the stairs until we reach Alex’s office. I knock on the door. Al
NevaehAfter closing the door, I walked up the stairs and throw myself on the bed. My phone vibrates again with a phone call. It’s Jez. “Hey girl, just checking up on you to see how your night with the golden hunk went.”I laugh at her statement. She thinks I went home with Azazel. Resting my head on my pillow, I smile, thinking about the events of last night and today. “Actually, I didn’t go home with him. I went home with Mikhail.”I pull the phone away from my ear at the sound of her shocked squeal. “What!? How the hell did that happen?”Taking a deep breath. I recount the events leading up to today. Jez remains silent the whole time, which unnerves me a bit. In fact, it’s so quiet that at some point, I wonder if the call was disconnected. Thankfully, another squeal resounds through the receiver, informing me that she’s still on the line. “Are you serious, Nev? Holy shit, you went home w
MikhailBreathing heavily, I meld my lips to Nevaeh as my hands learn the wonders of her body. I’m about to slide my hands between her thighs when suddenly my door bursts open. Rowan and Kell run in, rambling in excitement as Nevaeh and I struggle to sit straight.Both boys stop dead in shock as they take in the scene before them. Seeing that Nevaeh is half-naked, I pull her close to my chest and cover her with my body. Damn my idiotic brothers for interrupting such a perfect moment. “What the hell, guys! Get the fuck out!” I yell out. Unfortunately, both morons are still standing there with their mouths gaping open. Angry, I throw my pillow, startling them out of their shock as the pillow rams into Kell’s chest. “Get…out!”To my mortification and amusement, Rowan and Kell wordlessly turn to leave but bump into each other on the way as they run out the door. They look like two bumbling fools as they
Nevaeh“Hello, luv. How is this git treating my favorite girl?”I smile at Azazel’s comment. He loves messing with Mikhail. I can see that there’s a genuine friendship between both men, and it makes my heart melt. Mikhail told me about Azazel and his father’s history, and I was blown away by Azazel’s devotion after so long. Knowing that he and Mikhail are now friends makes my heart flutter with happiness that Mikhail has Azazel’s friendship.Tonight, we’re at Azazel’s club, The Garden of Eden, having some fun. Azazel invited us to a private party on his rooftop for drinks and food. The party is located on his rooftop with a gorgeous view of the city.I laugh as Azazel and Mikhail banter with each other. They act more like brothers than Rowan and Mikhail, which is funny because Azazel is hundreds of years old. At the sound of Azazel’s comment, Mikhail gives him a killing glare. “Act
Chapter 24 - Ignited by her touchMikhailWe’re in literature class right now watching Romeo and Juliet. Nevaeh and I are sitting in the back of the classroom, enjoying our closeness. My heart stutters with every touch of her fingers against mine, and my mind is running a mile a minute. I can’t stop thinking about finding a private spot to release some of our pent-up stress. I can tell she’s thinking the same thing because she gives me a heated smile when I look at her. Unable to take another moment, I take her hand and slide it beneath my arm. “Quit teasing me, princess,” I mumble softly.Over the past few weeks, we’ve settled comfortably together as a couple. We go to school together, eat together, make love, argue, and make love again. It’s amazing.I also had to tell Alex about Azazel. I mean, if Azazel was going to be part of my life, Alex needed to know. He didn’t seem happy about our friendship. But a
NevaehI can’t believe this is happening. Mikhail just asked Azazel to mark me. I don’t know what to feel. Azazel clears his throat, startling me from my panicked thoughts. “How about we go into my study.”Swallowing hard, I look at him and wave my hand nervously. He doesn’t smile, which only heightens my anxiety. His eyes are distant, and his body is stiff. However, I can’t stop looking at his brooding features. He is so beautiful with his golden looks, broad shoulders, and angelic face that I’m floored. It’s difficult to think of him being a demon, considering how gorgeous he is. I mean, come on, books always describe demons as being ugly with hooves and horns. Azazel is none of those things.Somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I can admit that I feel something for him. But it doesn’t compare to what I feel for Mikhail. I love Mikhail with a passion that exceeds anything in the world. With Azazel
MikhailAfter leaving Azazel and Nevaeh, I fly around the sky, hoping that the ache in my heart would subside. Even though I try, my mind won’t stop thinking about what’s transpiring between my best friend and the love of my life. The only thing I know right now is that Azazel is risking a great deal for me. Not just because he’s risking the Council’s ire, but because a mating mark is sacred, and it’s probably difficult for him to give it to Nevaeh knowing that his mate might be out there. He might love Nevaeh but giving her the mating mark is on a whole other level of intimacy that he wouldn’t share with just anyone.After an hour has passed, I fly back to the loft and prepare to face Azazel and Nevaeh. Azazel is at the bar, pouring himself a drink. As soon as he hears my footsteps, he turns around and waves the bottle in my direction. I shake my head, declining the offer. I’m not much of a drinker. It’s pointless, consi
Chapter 27 - The past that haunts usNevaehI don’t know where I’m heading, but I can’t stay there any longer. How dare he do this to me? I was fine without him. Tears fall down my face, and sobs collect in my throat as I rush through the mall’s floors. Once I’m a good distance away, I stop near the exit door and lean on a nearby wall.When I open my eyes, I see Azazel standing before me. Without a word, he pulls me into his arms. “I hate him. I hate him so much.” I say through my tears. Azazel hums as he comfortingly rubs my back. He’s such a good friend.After a moment, Azazel releases me and pushes me into Mikhail’s arms. Wrapping my arms around Mikhail, I embrace him tightly and kiss his chin.“It’s alright, princess. Let it out. You know that I’m here for you always. We’re here for you.” He gestures toward Azazel, who winks saucily. &
Samael I watch as Galena and our baby rush through the secret door with trepidation before I close it behind them. Turning back, I prepare to fight whoever is rushing up the stairs. It sounds like a stampede of bulls is heading in my direction. Letting my demon loose, I let my eyes change into their icy color, extend my claws, and release my fangs. My body swells with power as rage courses through me. As soon as the door bursts open, I fight. A group of hellhounds burst through the doors, their claws out as they begin to slash. Using my sword skills, I tear through their bodies, slicing their heads and limbs, but they keep coming.&nb
Galena I gaze down into my son’s beautiful cherubic face. He looks so much like Samael with his ebony hair and eyes. As I caress his tiny fingers, a smile spreads across my face. “You’re perfect, my little Azrael.” “Yes, he is, isn’t he.” Samael’s arms wrap around my waist as he pulls me close to his chest, and his lips lay gentle kisses on my naked shoulder as our son continues to suckle on my breast. “He’s as perfect as his mother.” I angle my head and face my mate. We’ve only been together for a couple of years, but I’ve never been so happy. That night at the warehouse when Samael saved me was the best night of my life. For years, I thought I’d
“I told you the thing was a piece of rubbish.” My best mate, Azazel, mutters when the vehicle’s engine fails for the millionth time today. We’ve been working on rebuilding this vehicle for months, and the bloody thing won’t start. Reaching for a towel, I wipe the oil from my hands. “You need to stop being so negative, mate. It will start. We just need to continue working. Rome wasn’t built in a bloody day, you git.” Azazel quirks a cynical brow. “Alright, I’ll trust you, but I’m not going to the auto shop for that distributor cap. It’s your bleeding turn.” I roll my eyes. &ldqu
Azazel “What do you think?” My best mate, Samael, gestures to what I’m sure was once a magnificent muscle car. However, as I look at the vehicle’s unfinished exterior, vent frame, and empty trunk, I can see that its glory days are long gone. “I think you should get all of your quids back, mate. This…thing is not meant to be taken on the road.” Samael’s lip quirks with bemusement. His dark hair brushes his shoulders, and his obsidian eyes gleam with excitement. “Bloody hell, Azazel, have some vision. After we’re done fixing it, this vehicle will purr like a kitten.” I give him a s
Nevaeh I’m nervous. I don’t know why, but I am. I look at Mihail, who is slumped down comfortably in his chair and roll my eyes. Of course, he’s not nervous. I swear my boyfriend is made of steel. He gives me a crooked smile as he takes my hand and pulls me into his embrace. “Don’t worry, princess, we’ll do great.” I shake my head. “Why aren’t you nervous? You do know that this presentation is a big part of our grade, right?” Mikhail nods his head. “I know, but you’ll do fine. I mean, we’ve practiced every day this week. And some of those practices were really
Mikhail “You suck at this!” I tell Rowan as he clicks a couple of buttons in his console controller. Rowan scowls in reply. “It’s only because you're cheating, bro.” I roll my eyes and press a button to finally annihilate him. “What the hell, Khail!” He cries out grumpily. “I would have had you.” I shake my head and open my lips to respond, but before I can, Alex steps into the living room and looks at both of us. “Are you two done here? Because I have some good news.”&n
Mikhail Rowan and I shift in our seats impatiently as we wait for someone to speak to us. I look at Rowan, who moves closer to me. We’ve been living alone in our abandoned school bus for a while and were hustling money from people on the streets until one of the Council’s officers caught us and took us to one of the group homes. The Council members were not very happy to find out that I was a Hybrid. After reading Rowan’s book on Supernaturals and living on the streets for so long, I learned a lot about what I am. One being that Hybrids are not accepted in the Supernatural world. There aren’t many of us. In fact, I think I’m the only one of my species, and it seems that being a demon and angel hybrid is the worst you can be. In fact, when I went before the Council judge, the Council was debating whether or not I should be terminated. It has definitely been a crappy cou
Hybrid Bonus Chapter 43 - Khail meets RowanMikhail I don’t know where I’m going, but I couldn’t stay there anymore. My body aches, reminding me of the beating I took from my foster father days ago. Lifting my shirt, I take a look at my back, using the reflection from a nearby window to check my wounds. My winged tattoos glow like beacons on my back, and any sign of damage is gone. This all began when wings sprouted from my tattoos. I don’t understand where the tattoos or the wings came from, but it scared my foster father enough to pray while he tried to cut them off. My body shudders at the memory. He called me evil and told me I was sent from hell as he cut them off, then proceeded to use his belt against my sensitive skin. As I rush through the grimy alleys, I ignore any residual
Nevaeh “Ugh, I’m so glad we’re done moving everything in,” Mikhail puffs out a breath as he slumps on the bed beside me. I look around our small apartment and all of the boxes that need to be unpacked and quirk an amused brow. “It’s not like you weren’t strong enough to carry the boxes in. But I’m too tired to finish unpacking. I’ll do it tomorrow.” After my father sold the house, Azazel offered us the use of one of his apartment lofts, which we readily accepted. At first, I was hesitant about moving in with Mikhail because I felt that we were moving too swiftly, but I quickly realized that we’re soulmates. We’re meant to be together, and I love him beyond re