Novel & Cerita Angel Falls From Heaven

Mavis announced "Should I bring your breakfast here or you will come down to the dining area?" she asked with a smile "I will come downstairs," she replied and got up from the bed and headed for the bathroom but she started feeling faint and dropped to the ground "Ma'am," Mavis rushed to her side and tried to wake her but she was out She left the room and returned with Dr Chloe "What happened?" she enquired quickly checking Camila's pulse "She was going to the bathroom and before I knew it she fell to the ground," reported Mavis

Haneul tried to convince the girl again. Ella opened her mouth to speak, still not convinced, but she was cut off by two figures falling from the sky. She instinctively covered her eyes to shield them from the light in front of her. Haneul did not need to, and he was not surprised. He had sensed his brethren before their arrival. LJ and another angel, Minho. As Haneul expected, LJ landed badly, his knees almost buckling underneath him as he shook off his disorientation. Minho, however, hit the ground as gracefully as a cat, his black Celestial Police cape rustling behind him. Show off. Haneul thought.

Her blush cheeks. And her beautiful body. "Now then, " He spoke wiping his blood-stained sword with a cloth and staring at the lifeless body of the king's most trusted messenger. "Prepare for the coming news of King Arthur's death." A tear, a heavy tear. Once you feel that heavy tear falls down the brim of your eyes, you surrender your feelings and let them fall off your eyes to ease the burden in them, but then your hearts fill-up the grief weighing you down. Eventually weakening your legs. As your knees bend making you fall to the floor lets your sorrow surround you slowly.

I unfurled my umbrella and pushed myself to my feet, but the combination of wet shoes and slick stairs proved disastrous; my feet went out from under me, and I lost my balance. I braced myself for the inevitable impact, picturing the agonizing pain of slamming against the cold concrete. I was on the fifth-floor landing, so I knew a fall all the way down would be brutal. But then... nothing. I didn't feel any pain, any impact. In fact, I felt strangely weightless, as if I were floating in mid-air. My eyes fluttered open, and holy crap! Was I in heaven? Because I was pretty sure I was staring at an angel, and a ridiculously handsome one at that. His brown eyes were mesmerizing, filled with war

The Guardian gave a dramatic pause for effect, and then, started the lecture/ story on stars. Ever since time begun, the human world have been fascinated by two things, angels and stars. Angels move with a speed rivaling the speed of light, that it usually seems as though they teleport. But then, one by one, the angels disappeared, leaving the Guardians to tend to things. It was grueling and boring work, till the day a star fell. At first, fear reverberated throughout Eden, since only stuff from heaven could fall in Eden. The few Guardians approached the star cautiously, not knowing what exactly it was. On the top of the giant star, a sentence, simple and short in the sentence He knew we cou

My body arched against his, but I couldn’t match his rhythm. Across from me, Mira was crying out too. Her golden angels touch was blowing her mind, pleasuring her in ways that she had never felt before. I was so tangled between Shame and pleasure and I could barely tell them apart. Then the storm outside, thundered loudly in the room, as lightning flashed inside the dome. But all I heard was breath and moans, and all I felt was fire. The dark angel leaned into my ear again and he whispered. “You see? Falling is not pain. Falling is rapture.”

"I do not understand what is happening to me. I am a complete mess. Every time I think about this love—this forbidden, impossible love I feel for her—I am filled with frustration and conflict. I do not want to betray the Father, and I certainly do not want to betray Eron. But I cannot help what I feel. I am completely drowned and overwhelmed by these emotions." "I know you are strong enough to get through this, too," Ajal said firmly. "Just do not give in to despair. And above all… do not ever let yourself be carried away by the rush of your emotions alone." Ajal is a true friend and an exceptional guide. He always helps me see things clearly. He was also the one who told me about the existe

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***

Azaliah watched in horror as heaven fell into an uproar. She had seen this before, angels screaming and yelling, Michael barking commands at the other angels, structures falling and collapsing and speckles of golden dust littering the air. She had seen it all before but this time, it wasn't just in the walls of a temple, it was real. She was living it.

On the guardrail of the elevated highway, Angelina stood stiffly, gazing down from a height of five hundred meters, where vehicles were passing by on the lower highway. "My life is already ruined. There's nothing left. It's better for me to die and follow Hana and my baby." Angelina dropped her bag beside her, her right foot stepping onto the rail to reach the top bar. She intended to jump from there and free-fall, releasing all the burdens of her life. With utter despair, Angelina spread her arms wide, then began positioning herself to leap. "Ma'am, don't kill yourself!" The stranger embraced Angelina's body with all his strength, lifting her until she fell onto the sidewalk.