Azazel

The Devil's Son🥀 No one knows when he was born. No one knows who his mother was.The only thing certain is the reputation he lives up to:The Devil’s. At some point, people even stopped using his name. If he ever had one.He is feared and at the same time, worshipped.But one thing is sure:No one wanted to be related to him.When he came of age, the king sent out proposals to powerful families. No one responded.None. Two years later, you find yourself thrown into his presence, wrists bruised and bound.A war slave.He stands before you, with ember eyes and skin that seemed to glow in the shadows.His eyes lock on yours with an intensity that makes your breath catch. Somewhere, deep in your mind, a memory stirs He seems familiar. But you’ve never met."She’s mine.”His voice was calm. Final.Like waves crashing in a storm.And in that moment, you know:The rumors were true. This man cannot be human. He isn’t