4 Wings Angel Novels & Stories

He suddenly stopped and looked at us with a serious face. "Let's get back to work." He walked away and we laughed. I walked towards the set and took my wings back. I missed my wings.. 2 years of vacum made me miss my job as a model. I really miss this, walking confidently on a stage with the most fashionable bras, panties.. and lastly wings. Girls who got picked as an Angel are special, we’re not only VS brand ambassador but.. we’re picked to walk on the runway with wings. Only Angel can wear that so it’s a really big deal.

“You already knew that didnt you?” “I never had confirmation, but the resemblance was undeniable. But the thing that really confirmed it for me was seeing you black wings. Only demons have black wings. Angels have white wings. I was curious what color yours would be. Mine were black, I assumed it was because I had chosen sides immediately but I wasn't sure about you. I thought maybe they would be some shade of gray.” He answered honestly.

I stop at the entrance of the room and see her pacing holding her head, tears pouring down her face. Her thoughts are a jumbled mess as I attempt to sift through them. Images of Cyrus with one of the she-wolves, Primly laughing. The worst of all is her picturing Cyrus mark someone else. I can feel her heart break slightly. Then she whips around and slams her fist down, and a scream escapes her that rattles the territory. The bed is instantly engulfed in flames, but that’s not what catches my attention. Andricia's skin is glowing, and two giant white wings now hang off her back. They are completely extended until suddenly she falls limp, and they disappear back into her back. Her skin was no

After a few seconds, the whole area suddenly became bright and when we looked at the sky it seemed like a gate was open and so many Angels were coming out now. They have six wings each with the two wings on the lower side covering their body while the two wings on the upper side cover their face, while the two wings on the middle side they use to fly. They also sing "Holy, Holy, Holy" over and over as if they never get tired of singing. "Do you know what you did in return? Guia?" Nay Aurelia asked again, which brought my mood back. "Yes Mom, and that's half my lifespan." ... ...

They are described as fiery six-winged beings with two wings that cover their faces and two that cover their feet and the last two they use to fly. CHERUBIM- Cherubim are the second-highest angelic class. They have four faces. One of a man, an ox, a lion, and an eagle. They have four conjoined wings covered with eyes. They guard the throne of God and are also said to be the angels guarding the garden of Eden.

Damascus had pulled his own hand to his chest and rubbed the spot lightly. He wasn’t sure why, but the feeling was more than just a case of static electricity. Damascus looked at Amara and wondered if there was something more to his wingless angel that met the naked eye.

Maia asked as she had her wings retract. Azrael was frightened beyond belief. This was incomprehensible to him. He was only a four-winged Angel. Being a Goddess, Maia is an eight-winged Angel he had destroyed in the past, but here she is stronger than him. Azrael then brought out his divine strength, which shone so bright that anyone seeing him would have to cover their eyes. For example, in a single step, Azrael popped out of existence. By the time Maia knew what he was doing, he had already escaped.

the doctor asks. “Yeah, they crashed the truck so I could escape.” “Now why would the Council bring an angel to the Cage? That place is only supposed to be for uncontrollable shifters and weres,” he murmurs. “I don’t have any wings.” I frown a little at his immediate smirk. “Angels without wings are a rare and dangerous breed,” he drawls. “I was born with wings, the Council just took mine from me.” “They must be terrified of you. I’ve never heard of a child without wings.”

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

The shelves were taller than I expected, filled with books bound in everything from simple cloth to elaborate enchanted leather. It took a few minutes of searching before I found what I needed. Angelic Physiology. The Structure of Celestial Wings. Flight Mechanics of Winged Species. I carried a small stack of books to a nearby table and sat down. The first thing I learned was that angel wings were far more complicated than I had imagined. They weren’t just decorative. They were an extension of magical energy and muscle structure, supported by a secondary skeletal frame that anchored along the spine. Which explained why my back had felt like it was on fire the first time they appeared.