Angel Blade Supernatural Novels & Stories

‘Please, Angel, I can’t live without you. Angeline’s eyes were sad as she pulled out the second sword strapped behind her back striking those newborns that walked her left and right side. ‘I will never leave you, my love,’ she whispered her voice tells me that no matter how hard I try to stop her, she won’t let me. ‘I will never let them take my son. Never let them punish him for something I, we, could have stopped. This is bigger than us Stefan. Because there are a lot of lives at stake.’

Ava swallowed. “For being disobedience, sir,” she told him. He hummed. “Couldn’t keep from teasing, could you?” “No, sir.” “I love when I get to punish you gor being a naughty angel,” he told her. He raised his right hand and Ava saw there was something in it. He flicked his wrist, and the switchblade extended and made Ava flinch. She wasn’t afraid, was just the unexpected that made her move. Zane’s heated eyes watched her for a moment, giving her time to use a safe word. When she didn’t give him one, he smirked and stalked closer. The pointed blade in his right hand came to rest at the base of her throat, and she swallowed. She felt the cold steel on her skin as Zane dragged the blade lower

Sometimes I even felt like I'm actually the Boss and even Lord Serenade himself was just my mere servant. But of course that's hella strange because as far as horror movie tropes made me realize, supernatural creatures were usually kind to a certain human at first so they can somewhat harm them in the end. Like maybe Zayde really wanted to lock me here forever or some creepy shits like making me a vessel so his deceased wife can possess my body and they'll live happily ever after. I didn't even know if he was serenading me at that time or offering my soul to darkness.

“ Swear on your life that the blood moon you've seen is something like this? “ I turned to him. The wind was becoming severe now, blowing Angela's carefully matted hair in different direction. Dad was silent. “ I don't know what this is–its never happened “ he stammered. The thunder struck once more and a grumpy Angela turned to go inside. “ We're definitely mating Orion, I'm not listening to any goddamned blood moon! “ I ignored her as the lightning struck once more. She screamed and rushed inside with her mom. “ Whatever is going on is not good Orion! Something is preventing you two from mating” he said. “ How am I supposed to know that? “ “ Orion, Angela is going to be your mate and there

Eden - or the black-haired apprentice wizard who was trying his best to coddle his brother - automatically shook his finger and charmed a few Clean spells on the floor before Balan forced him to do this. He groused: "I didn't write it on the test!" The First Blood fang of a vampire was the fang that fell out after they reach adulthood. It was very soft but had a wonderful protective effect - especially when it had a little bit of magic of elf - and was extremely, extremely, extremely sensitive to magical rituals involving blood. Balan sincerely prayed to all the gods that had ever been in the world that that young fang - damn it, he was infected with Eden's word habit - would be able to prot

More helicopters approached the mansion and from them warriors of Rubex's pack climbed down taking the place of dead guards. Logan's team entered the underground dungeon which was in the backyard of the mansion. While Brendon barged inside the mansion, shooting everyone who blocked his way. Everything was going smoothly until the maids of the mansion started shifting into vampires. " Well, we were prepared for it," saying that Brendon leaps up in the air as he fires down at the maids. Killing them at once. Brendon was cold and emotionless, in his calm golden eyes turned red, the colour of death, sacrifice and love. At this moment Brendon was in his killing mode, anyone coming in way were sen

My bare feet sank into the soft carpet as I slowly walked toward him, careful not to make a sound or wake him. Up close, he was even more breathtaking. The top few buttons of his black shirt were undone, revealing the hard, tanned expanse of his collarbone and chest. His lips looked incredibly soft, almost swollen, and his long, dark eyelashes cast shadows on his cheekbones. Is he actually real? I wondered, my mind spinning. Is he a human, or did a god take pity on me and send an angel down to earth? Mesmerized, I slowly raised my hand. I extended my index finger, intending to just lightly touch the bridge of his straight nose to see if he was made of flesh and bone.

he says, wiping his bloodshot eyes. Everyone gets up except Violet and Serena. We make our way through the bound vampires mindlessly. I incinerate the ones who damn us, and we leave the ones who pledge loyalty to us. I’ll go through their minds later. We’re nearly through them all when an ear-piercing scream is followed by a wail that shakes the ground, the trees, and even the few buildings surrounding us. Instantly, I turn and find Aylin screaming as she runs to Damon, who is on his knees with a blade sticking through his chest. Azrael instantly attacks a vampire, who had managed to get free, to the ground before he sticks one thumb in each of the vampire’s eyes and melts his face. I look a

On Nisemono's face you'd see hunger for victory and on Tenshi was anger towards the winged enemy. They both backed away for a second and then back at coming at each other. They were fast, like they'd been using teleportation to attack but the other would dodge or meet the other's dagger. The sound of their weapon colliding was music to the old man. He finally opened his eyes to see how in sync the Angel of Death's chosen ones were. Speaking of chosen ones, he gaze at the room where Amrak was, an evil grin then displayed his face.

“I’ll simply speak with your instructor and have her transferred into your class.” I frowned. “Just like that?” He smiled. “Just like that.” He nodded his head once. That answer almost sounded too easy. He must’ve noticed the skepticism on my face because he laughed softly. “Xavier, Angela isn’t human. She’s the last known Ancient Royal Fae. Having her participate in advanced supernatural studies with the four of you actually makes far more academic sense than keeping her separated.” When he put it that way… “he won’t question it,” Mr. Wilson finished confidently.