Angel Death Slayer Novels & Stories

Cole said. “That is not the plan. I plan to let them burn with this shit hole,” Angel said. “No, Angel. I have a special dose of death serum for that bastard. I want him and his sons to be very dead. I am not taking chances with him, when I am done with him, then you can burn this shit hole down with their bodies in it. I must admit that’s the only way to wipe out the evidence that you guys were ever here,” Cole countered. Angel took his time to think about that piece of information. ‘Death serum, huh?’ Angel thought perhaps that would be a nice addition to his plans. He nodded in agreement.

My goal was to follow the pulsing bond that would take me to Avalon. Lysander followed to my right, he too cut down all that entered his path. Moving with powerful strikes as he brought his sword down onto the hunters. His aim was not to kill, unlike myself, purely to maim enough that they couldn’t continue the fight. I guess it was part of his new out look on life. He had been given the moniker “Dark Angel” because of the mercy he showed to his enemies. He killed only those who deserved to be ended. The bond pulled me towards a group of grey cheerless, one-story buildings. Small, barred windows lined the grey breezeblock walls. I look at the building with disapproval, it certainly seemed li

he says and finally I could move, I sat up, but I wasn't in my body, it felt more like I'm a ghost or maybe I'm just dead. "Andy" I call but he was laying next to me not answering, next I was now looking for daddy and Keiran but couldn't find them, all the people around us, they all looked like they couldn't see me. "No one can see us, just me" the new guy says, I looked at him, really looked at him, he had wings, big white wings, unlike the ones Keiran has. "Who are you?" I ask him. "I'm Azrael, the angel of death," he says, he's the last angel I'd want to meet or see, but he's here now to take us.

“You have a daughter of your own. You should really be burned alive.” “Who are you?” he repeated. “Do you really want to know?” I mocked him and he nodded. I reached into my back pocket producing a gun. “I am Azaziel, the angel of death.” He was about to make a movement but I beat him to it. I shot him in close range. His blood splattered everywhere, even to my face. I licked the ones near my lips, savoring the tangy taste. He was still writhing on the floor and I made another shot. Finally, he stopped spasming.

She looked lunatic, covered in blood, torn dress, disheveled hair. “But it doesn’t matter now, I finally have him, not in this world but I’ll be with him now, and no one can stop us. I’ve killed him! I WON!” She started shouting and laughing while my body was in shock, that can’t be true, my Dimitri can’t die. Before any of us moved an inch Angelina took out a knife, I thought she was going to fight me but instead she slit her throat, smirking victoriously at me even after her soul left her body, I’ll never forget that face.

Cher asked out. She wasn’t scared of Gentel but she was wary of her. They were in their human flesh and if an angel or a demon died in their human flesh while on Earth, they’d cease to exist, forever and not even God would be able to revive their spirits. This was what Cher was worried about and although she could take Gentel in a fight, an ambush wouldn’t really give her much chance. “Come out and face me, Gentel.” Suddenly, the Ash Wing appeared behind Cher and slashed her dagger at her neck. Cher was quick to react and managed to duck underneath the dagger which grazed her neck a little but wasn’t enough to kill her.

"You are too powerful!" Ansley still had a lingering fear in her heart. Lucas gave an order to the Apocalyptic Legion, "The Apocalyptic Legion, go and integrate the zombies." ... The Apocalyptic Legion heard the command and headed in different directions. ... Lucas suddenly asked Ansley, "By the way, who are you?" He thought that Ansley, a Rank 2 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Gene Fighters and a genius among geniuses, must be a child of some great power! "I am from the Northern Wastelands Alliance!"

"Hello, Sariel." with a small nod, she acknowledged me. Tall and lean and perfectly sun-kissed regal elegance graced this angel. One of the deadliest of angels ever created a real predator. Dark straight hair is worn in a high ponytail. Peridot eyes that sparkled even at night, lined with long dark lashes, her perfect high cheekbones. A straight nose and rounded lips colored deep red. Her beauty drew you in, and like a black widow, she'll end while showing you love. Peridot wings dripped in emerald angel dust. One word described her, and she couldn't hide it or deny it. Lethal.

I asked her and, without stopping walking, she replied. “Yes, I died less than a week ago. Long story short, I said no to the egotistical Alpha Aaron. As a result, he rejected my as.s and sold me to Blake, who decided to hand me to that Demon-Wolf, Elijah. For whatever hell of a reason, he killed me — maybe a virgin damn sacrifice; who knows why he chose me to be his victim,” Angeline shook her head. “Virgin?” Stormy barked in my mind, a wolfish grin forming on his muzzle.

Ends “Hey my beautiful Angel, I know you have joined college, it’s your dream to become a designer and I know you’ll achieve it, I’ll be waiting to wear your handmade design for me, remember this you’ll be my personal designer, may all your wish come true and I know my Angel is a warrior, who doesn’t back out from anything. Here is my wish for you Angel, Keep smiling, your smile lit up my small world. Hugs and good luck wishes” - Your Admirer