Alastor As An Angel Novels & Stories

Alastor replied dismissively. “What’s it for?” Ashton pressed. “That’s none of your business,” Alastor shot back, his demeanor shifting to one of irritation. He has to be an alpha since he confidently spoke to Ashton that way, and Ashton appeared to be wary around him. After a moment, Ashton asked out of the blue, “Are you responsible for the note?” “What note?” Alastor asked, puzzled. Either he doesn't know, or he is such a good actor. But we certainly can't tell that yet.

she cursed loudly and started to run. Right on her cue, the Eidolon Demons disguised as a person, jump out to follow her. Demons are fast, but Angels are faster. Thing is, Demons are also reckless, while Angels are more careful. Only if she was familiar with the place, she thought. Azrael leaps through the mazelike streets of stalls of vegetables, fruits, spices, and clothing cautiously not to damage their livelihood and to have any casualties.

My vampire senses were suddenly heightened, and I stood at attention. “I, Edith Whittaker, invoke the power of Azrael, the angel of death who separates souls from their bodies, loan to me your gifted touch so that I may do your Work. So, Mote, it Be!'' Oh sh*t. This is some legit stuff. I had only ever heard about witches, but I never got the chance to actually witness a ritual. It was interesting. As a creature of death, witnessing the manipulation of it is entertaining. Suddenly Alveric’s body levitated off the ground and began to spin really fast as though it was a centrifuge. Looking at it made me want to throw up and I was already dead. I could not imagine what he must be feeling right

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

Soon, they would expel me from the territory. As I stood watching the twins sleep, the door suddenly creaked open. I turned quickly and my eyes widened slightly at the unfamiliar presence that entered. Beside him stood Alpha Zarkus, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed coldly on me. But my focus turned to the strange man at his side. He wore a long, black hooded cloak, and in his hand was a wooden staff topped with a round, black crystal. His presence exuded ominously. “Angelicca,” Alpha Zarkus spoke. “I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.”

Arin come to his true form, an angel form. Isla is surprised.He couldn't believe it. Does he really see Arin in that form? Or are these dreams? Arin - Isla, this is my true form. I am an angel. Can you love me after this? Isla hugged and kissed Arin. Isla - You are not human and I do not know anything. I only know one thing that I love you very much. Yama was with God so that he could save Arin from punishment. God - Yama, i knew that you will absolutely come to me.

I mustn't make him angry because I still don't have anywhere to go. " I apologise but I'm uncomfortable around you, Mr Alberto," I replied. " Is that so? Follow me Eva," saying that he walks out. I looked at my twins who have now woken up. Their bright eyes and smiles gave me strength to endure the coldness of Alberto. I followed Alberto upstairs, into his office where his assistant manager Lucifer was standing. I side glanced at Lucifer, he was indeed a handsome and ruthless, cold hearted vampire. His eyes looked down at me with disgust and hatred but he immediately changed his rigid expressions and smiled at me.

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

Olivia thought resting her head on Ethan's shoulder "What is going on exactly? Who is this Martin guy? If he is that rich and powerful, how come I never heard of him?" Andrews thought grinding his teeth as he focused his gaze on the road with a frown. "God, thank you for bringing Olivia back safely but I have one problem though. I only asked you to keep Olivia safe and help us find her. I don't recall asking you to bring my demon from the past," Mr Carter thought. "So I have one question for you God; Why did you bring back the demon? You didn't even ask my opinion. What was that?" Mr Carter thought annoyed.

“Donna Medici, I beg for your mercy…” I thought for a moment before saying, “The one who sinned was Victor. You’re just another victim of his. You may have disrespected me before, but now that you’ve repented, I’ve decided to show you some mercy. Now, get out and never appear before me again.” Sophia bowed her head in gratitude, scrambling as she fled the study. When she reached the gates of the estate, a sudden light burst into her eyes.