Angel Crying Blood Novels & Stories

He caught the little girl mid-air, sweeping her up into the massive, solid warmth of his chest, twisting his body to completely shield her eyes from the pooling blood on the white glass floor. The little orphan trembled violently, her tiny fingers automatically clawing into the thick, blood-slicked gray fur of Riheirk's shoulder armor. She buried her face deep into the crook of his neck, her chest heaving as she let out a piercing, heartbroken wail of pure, overwhelming relief and confusion.

The kind that sounds like something tearing. “Angel,” I whisper fiercely, stroking her hair. “He’s okay. Ilkay and Dad’s got this.” “He got the wrong twin,” she chokes. “He should’ve killed the other one.” Okay. Either she’s finally snapped or shock just hit DEFCON ONE. Her eyes — normally sharp and dangerous — are glassy, soggy, and ocean-blue, tears spilling freely. I swipe one away with my thumb, swallowing a lump the size of a brick.

the tears I tried so hard to hold finally fell. "I am so sorry," he said knelling by my bedside. That was the first time I ever saw tears in his eyes. "Leave," I said pointing to the door, "Please." "I'll find a way to fix this," he caressed my cheek before leaving. When the door shut, I sat on my bed silently crying. "Mommy is going to make sure you are okay," I whispered rubbing my small baby bump. The only thing I had left was this child and I was going to protect it with everything I had even if it meant dying.

“I saw him before I knew what fate even was. We made our parents go halfway across the world to bring him home. This is not just a bond. This is destiny forged in blood and fire. You don’t get to touch it. You don’t get to breathe near it.” He kisses my temple, then sits back. And that’s when I decide—no more warnings. I lift my chin. “Cover your ears. And watch.” I reach into Angie’s body through the bond and begin to draw out her energy, savoring the sting. She twitches. The crowd holds its breath. Then I scream. The sound rips from my lungs like a banshee made of fire, loud enough to burst her eardrums. Blood spills from her ears, her nose, her eyes. She falls to her side, writhing, until

She looks sad as she reaches for me. “I’m sorry, sweetheart. This has gone on for long enough.” I watch as she raises her hand and I try to move away. Her hand opens and hovers over my face. She closes her eyes and chants something in an ancient language. My eyes widen as the Angel roars in pain. I let out a deafening scream as I feel the angel being pulled from me. I thrash and scratch and throw my head back to be let go; she snaps her eyes open and looks into my very soul. She has a tear sliding down her cheek.

Angel sobbed as her legs went limp, causing her body to fall to the floor. "Why are you so evil..." Angel burst into tears, her shoulders shaking violently. She closed her eyes with both hands covering her face, her brain began to focus on Erick's house, which she visited several times. Suddenly, a strong wind rolled over Angel's body again, taking him to the place he kept imagining in his mind. "Aaarrrkkhhh...." Angel screamed when he felt his body land roughly again, this time on a fairly hard surface. He winced, starting to open his eyes with a sob. His puffy eyes wandered with his brows furrowed deeply, staring at the magnificent building towering in front of him.

I stepped in front. “Drake—” BANG. The sound tore through the air, violent and final. My body jerked. A sharp, burning pain exploded through my chest. My breath hitched. I looked down. Blood was spreading, fast, warm, and far too much. My legs gave out, and the ground rushed up to meet me. “Angel!” Drake’s voice was sharp and raw. I looked up at him, my vision already fading, tears filling my eyes., his arms meets me before I hit the ground “Why…?” he demanded. His voice wasn’t calm anymore. It wasn't controlled. It broke.

“I’m fine, Thunder.’, I said, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his forehead. ‘I’m glad you are.’, he responded at the same time. My nose hit with the fresh smell of blood. Well, I wasn’t the only one who sensed that. I turned my head in the direction of Eva and looked at her in horror again when I realized that she was bleeding. Moon Goddess! Her pup!! “Angel, Angel,” Daniel tried to shake her body, but she had lost her consciousness by then. This was not good news! . #TBC

They had been waiting for him to awake when a nurse come to examine him only for her to declare to their utter disbelief that she was sorry they had lost their loved one. Her eyes misted over and she felt a tear slide down her. Then another followed from the other eye and another and another. They were tears of wrenching agony. A sob escaped from her throat, drawing her mother’s attention. The mother had seen the wounded look on Becky’s face and had tried without much success to console her. “Stop crying,” she had said. “I know how this is hurting but you can’t keep crying like this.”

"Angel please don't do this to me" Zachary said almost going crazy. "What now?,Am not dead yet and you are already mourning me?" Angel said walking with the lady and she was covered in blood. "What happened to you?,Why are you covered in blood?,Did she injure you?" Zachary asked almost immediately checking angel for any injuries. "Am fine,it not my blood it hers" Angel said pointing at the lady that is pale, before she continue speaking.