Alastor X Angel Novels & Stories

Alpheus said while standing next to the alpha, who was only looking at her that it was the same, his little angel never changed " We're watching to understand what's going on" " Should we stop him? " Cesar said, looking at the man who climbed a cursed tree Xavier looked at him coldly " There is no need " After a while of their careless talk, a skeleton was falling down " What did I tell you? " Astraea screamed with great terror and ran away, and without knowing it, she was lying in the arms of Xavier, who embraced her very tenderly. Then he looked at Caesar angrily " Why are you looking at me like that? "

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

Alastor’s anger could be felt through his aura and it was making it difficult to even speak under his oppressive gaze. “I’ll tell you Alpha,” They heard another voice intervene and looking away from her Vevina noticed that another man with dark hair and dark eyes came forward. He was tall but not as tall as Alastor. There was an attitude and an aura around him that made Vevina hate him at acne. Something didn’t seem right about him. “Jeivel meet your Luna Vevina and my mate,” Alastor said and then turning to Vevina he said, “This is my Gamma, Jeivel.”

She had already confessed enough to justify what would happen next. “At the bonfire, Xander promised you that you would pray for death if you ever did anything to his Luna again. Do you remember?” She scoffed and shrugged her shoulder. “Xander’s not fucking here anymore, now is he?” Just then, the door to the room burst open, and in walked Xander, pure hate and ferocious rage rolling off him in waves. His eyes were jet black, his canines had extended, and his claws were protruding from his fingertips. Alastair was taking control, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop him.

With in a few seconds he yanked off her jacket exposing her bruised back. "Burn it up" he threw it away ordering his men to burn the jacket up. "How low will you stoop Tristan?! You're making me feel disgusted." she commented as he circled his hand around her waist and walked straight towards the entrance of the party hall. "It was just a beginning honey. You will get to see how disgusting you're even to be alive." He whispered viciously as they stepped into a big hall crowded with many people. Dim lights, wine, giggles, laughter, everyone was minding their own business until The great Tristan Sanchez stepped in with his date.

I have to prepare them. Alex rushes towards us from afar, we sense him reach to us. 'Alpha, Luna… the dead victims and necromancers started moving! They are heading to us!' It is time, my heart is pounding fast and I sit on the bed inside the tent we all are. I see Raziel and his friends also inside, as well as Aen and his brother. Demark and Smithson also gathered together with Aeolus and Zareen. I look at them all and say all I can to them as time runs out. "An Angel reached me and used his powers to make me remember… who it was is no important now. His message was clear… He said that we are facing the Dark Angel of Fire, and his fire is the most powerful of all, the one that burns even so

jolt the Archangel Jin. "So, what should I do now?"

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

He chuckled, lightly shaking his head, “Seriously, Blake, why don’t you just admit that you’re fearing for your boyfriend’s life?” Wow, now I’m really pissed. “Rick, he’s not my boyfriend! He’s the freaking Archangel of Death!” I practically screamed from the top of my lungs, throwing my hands in the air, in that specific moment not giving a single flying fuck if anyone heard what I’ve just said. “Yeah, right. And I’m baby Jesus,” He retorted, making me literally want to bang my head against a wall but our small fight was suddenly interrupted by Azrael’s seriously irritated tone as he practically bellowed at us,