Angel Dark Novels & Stories

She felt sorry for him. "In order to stop the creatures from killing us, the elders made a decree. Shadow warriors would be paired with dark angels",Xavier continued. "Dark Angels are extremely powerful creatures, almost as powerful as the Shades. They have the power to see past, present and future. They can communicate with spirits and have the power of nature in their palms. When a dark angel pairs with a Shade, they become stronger and indomitable, thereby making it difficult for the stronger creatures to slaughter us. A union between a Shadow warrior and a dark angel makes them stronger than the strongest creatures"

Ahlum said, regaining her posture, going back to join Sir Zuka and others while all of them turned to Katastrofi again, prepared for his next attack. “You shall regret your actions now.” Snarling, he tapped his scythe again and called upon another dimension to the real world, much harder and darker than the one they had faced till now. “Requiem Of Blood.” Upon casting this spell, the night grew darker with crimson shades, horrifying everyone when the scarlet clouds began to emerge as from them Angels of death emerged. In their black robes, faces hidden and holding the scythe to steal the souls of whoever skin they would graze.

I say to her. "She is the master of the house, Draco. She deserves to die," Tia says. I take the paddle from Tia, and with one violent blow, I kill the woman. "Now, do you feel better?" I ask her. "Yes," Tia smiles at me. "Woman, you are wicked," I say to her. "Angel went into the darkness looking for Deanne," Tia says. I look into the darkness. There are boxes everywhere. "If she taps into her vampire abilities, she will be able to see in the dark," I say.

Metal clashed against claw, the haunting cries of the wounded melding with the snarls of combatants locked in a deadly dance. We were outnumbered but undeterred, our determination unyielding as stone. Each member of the allied forces fought with a tenacity born of desperation, knowing full well what defeat would mean. Our enemy, The Dark Angels, a group of ugly spirits associated to the Black Faes, had descended upon us like a plague, their dark magic seeping into the very soil we stood on, corrupting all it touched.

I lean in until her hands presses flat against my flesh, forcing her to feel every ragged breath I took. “And that?” I point toward Azrael. His shadow seems to stretch impossibly far across the floor. “That darkness around him? That’s not human, Angel. That’s something else entirely.” She tries to pull her hand away, but I hold it against my chest. I need her to feel this. To understand that this is real.

Every stitch of the invisible needle was a hot spark of pain in my skin. At the head of the table, Drake stood. He began to grow, his shadow stretching across the ceiling like spilled ink, drowning the light. "Is this what you wanted, Angel?" his voice boomed, vibrating in my teeth. "To be part of a legacy of monsters?" "Let me go!" I tried to scream, but my throat felt as if it had been filled with dry sand. His jaw unhinged, stretching wider than any human’s could. Instead of words, a torrent of black beetles poured from his mouth. They hit the bone table with a sickening clatter, a living wave of shells and legs swarming toward me.

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

The witches closed in, their laughter echoing like a chorus of nightmares. Something inside Aqua snapped. A surge of dark energy, unfamiliar and terrifying, welled up within her. She felt her pendant grow hot against her skin, the clear crystal turning black as smoke. The air around her crackled with raw power as she turned back towards the attackers, her fear morphing into a blinding rage.

However, the dark angel is following him. The dark angel is holding Anderson's t-shirt. And then, the woman is romantically kissing him. To that, the dark angel feels how sweet this guy is! (Anderson didn’t like the angel kiss. Indeed, his saliva is flowing to the ground. His is shaking to his body; he can escape here) The dark angel smells; the guy didn’t like her. What her cold mind makes up; she’ll be abducting this guy. Immediately, she touches the guy’s eyes.