Angel Academy Novels & Stories

This Angel was sizing her up and down and one of his wings caressed her arm feeling the feathery embrace and feeling scared all at once. “Jasmine Lanea Peters, age twenty seven. Born from the mother of Janea Latrice Peters and father unknown. Last prayer was for her mother before she passed several years ago. You feel alone and helpless. You need this to be your saving grace. It is no wonder you are so determined.” Jasmine’s mouth went dry and she wanted to remove her hand, but instead, it started to glow which caused the Angel to look worried then. “What are you doing?”

The light that had not stopped devouring since it was released from the orb, stopped when it met this gang. It gradually grew smaller, but it was still big enough to destroy the castle and those in it. "This is the savior of the world...." The light spoke..for ten thousand years, it has never met people with abilities such as these two. "The first and last of this world, Madeline Rothschild, born of Barron the high elf and Reyna the angel of light...." Angel of light, her mother was the angel of light, Madeline looked at the sun and suddenly felt she saw her mother's face in it.

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.

Arrow growls from the side of me. “No, not a chance is she going to the underworld, and definitely not without one of us” Arrow snaps. Ares looks between my father and I, before sighing and pulling me onto his lap. He tilts my chin so I am looking at him. “Angel, what do you want to do?” I blink twice, wondering what kind of fucking twilight zone where my mates have swapped personality and my father basically wants to take me to hell to meet the high fucking priestess of all people.

Juliana asked, faking innocence. Raphaella sneered at her, she was waiting patiently when the rat would speak up. That was Juliana, the twenty-one-year-old daughter of her stepmother and she was a cunning girl who loved acting innocent, but instead, she was a demoness from the depths of hell. “Don't talk to your older sister like that, Juliana.” Mr. Mendel scolded, and Juliana scoffed. “Sister, my foot,” Juliana muttered, she had never thought of her stepfather's children as her sisters.

And she's already smiling. I need to keep Ella away from her. Seeing them together this morning wasn't just bad. It was dangerous. Ella looked happy. Like she had found a friend. Someone who didn't judge her. Someone who talked to her like a normal person. She has no idea who Angel really is. What Angel is capable of. --- Angel's introduction was made in English class. The teacher called her name. She stood up. Smiled at everyone. Said she was happy to be here. She looked sweet. Innocent. Harmless. No one in that room had any idea what she really was.

Alpha Cain’s pack and mansion were at least another hour away. Today was the day my life had been leading to, the day by purpose would be fulfilled, and the day I dreaded the most. For as long as I can remember, I was a student at the Athena Academy. I was taught to be soft and gentle, always to look down and avoid eye contact, to be clean and presentable, and, most importantly, to always follow orders. My pack was destroyed when I was just barely a child, and I, along with a few other girls, was sent to Athena. It wasn’t until I was a teenager that my true fate was revealed. I was to be a whore to an Alpha, and today was my 18th birthday.

Up until I was 25, I had never been with a man before. Yet, my best friend, Rachel Langley, suddenly told me I would be sleeping in the same bed with two boys that night. When I heard the news, my eyes sparkled with excitement. Though I pretended to be hesitant, I wasn't truly troubled since I had already met the boys. One of them was precisely my type: towering at 185 cm with a chiseled jawline, bright eyes, and a lean build.

Angelica said as she picked at a stray string from the arm of the chair. “From now on no secrets. We tell each other everything?” Shayla asked as she pray to herself her daughter would be honest with her. “No matter what it is.” “Deal.” Angelica agreed to her mother's terms and decided to take it a step further. “When this is all over can I still go to college?”

the whole pack chorused. "In case you are wondering who these are. This is my uncle, my father's junior brother, Alpha Bardulf Wulfblood of The Boldclaw Prowlers’ Pack and Luna Hera Wulfblood from Ohio. They are Angel’s parents. Their land was stolen and they were kept as slaves. A lot of us here know what that was like. But now they are free and now home. Accord them the courtesy you would accord me. Having them here feels like having my parents back."