Angel Beats Novel Novels & Stories

The extremities of humans' and demons' auras changes colour according to their emotions. The book is set during a time when the angels and demons are at war. The story centers around an angel called Angela who lives on earth. She is known to be a gentle, demure, and kind angel who helps the poor and starving, settle disputes, and promote fairness. Peace and happiness are always left in her wake.

This Angel has white hair, not black, which means Elena could still be alive in this timeline if the angel is Adam. My heart constricts painfully inside my chest. Floods of misery are crashing in waves at my heart, at the verge of breaking it. While it would gladden me to see Adam happy with his mate, it also pains me thinking about him being with someone else. Without giving me a warning, the angel places his hand directly beneath me. His palm looks soft and familiar, and I sniffle experimentally, not even caring about my silent guest clawing at the straps holding up the web.

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--

I said and tear fell from his eyes. "You can shed a few tears right now, because it's of joy. But I don't want you to cry after this... ever." I said and he nodded. "You know how precious you are to me right Angel?" He said cupping my face and gently placing a kiss on my temple. We just stood there gazing at each other's face. I was taking in his features. His angular olive eyes, sharp pointy nose, thin pink lips and that perfect scar right above his eyes and that is my favorite part.

When she decides it was enough, she uttered, “I’m not gonna ask again.” “Fine!” Sebastián said in defense, distress was still flaring on his face and voice, “Who do you want?” Azrael grinned, she knew she’s getting near to the target. Sebastián definitely have a long list of celestials he encounters ranging from Angels, Demons and Fallens, “Bernael.” she said sharply. Skepticism washed Sebastián’s expression, “The Prince of Hell?”

I am just a simple she-wolf and none of that made any sense, neither now nor then. “The Goddess’ child is about to descend to the Six Realms to search for love and Elijah’s sect was adamant to prevent her from finding it by preventing the baby now growing inside you to ever come to be. After you healed yourself and both recognized and accepted Grant even without an active bond ushering you to him, you didn’t only healed yourself, but revived the bond and a love so profound that neither Elijah nor the Fates themselves managed to fully eliminate. You did it, Angeline. Walking this often twisted road with you, seeing you grow and making your choices in a way to challenge the divine and the Fate

I scream as I fall to earth, I feel everything, the wind, the dust, it is not my first time coming to earth but I have only come as an Angel, now I came as a human ,not really a human I'm still Angel but I can't access some of my angel ability, like been invisible, and I can't feel my wings but Alba told me I can still fly on earth but it advisable not to, human are very curious being, and curious is not always a good quality "ha" I landed on the ground, I place my palm on the ground I can feel the ground, the soil, and I can feel little pain as I hit on the ground, as an angel I never feel anything when it comes to my body, we only feel emotions, like how to guard human and worship God, I f

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

Elina regained her wits and wiped the water from her forehead. “But you might need something sharp… your hands won't work…tell you what, I saw something sharp not far from here…distract act it while I get it,” Elina said breathlessly while glancing around. It was impossible to see anything with all the fog and the rain. Angel wanted to laugh, he couldn't believe a little girl was giving him orders. Before he could stop her, she already ran in the opposite direction. He didn't mind knowing it was safer that she left, turning around, Angel saw the flaming red eyes of the best, its breathing had hyped up. Steam escaped his wise nose as it advanced with predatory steps. His mission was to destro

Dante's POV Angel stood resolute; her beautiful chocolate eyes now clouded with tears. "I, Angelique Baker, of the Wintercrest Nightwalkers, reject you, Dante Greene, Alpha of the Wintercrest Nightwalkers, as my mate." The impact of her words sent me crashing onto the soft grass, my hands instinctively gripping my chest as if I could contain the ache that spread within my being. Each syllable felt like a merciless blow, causing my heart to fracture into a million agonizing shards.