Angel Friends Comic Novels & Stories

But he didn't let go, instead, he even pinned me on the wall, so forcefully that It feels like my spine is already breaking, "L-Lucifer... P-Please..." "Who are you? Who the hell are you?!!" He yelled on my face, his eyes were angry, it was fearful, looking like he could kill me any moment now. "W-What are you saying? O-Of course, I-I'm Angela, your childhood best friend, the one you're going to marry a few weeks from now... W-What happened? Is there something wrong? Is something bothering you again?"

These characters from Marvel Comics could destroy a few rooms with a single punch, or topple the place with a casual kick. In just a few minutes, the once lavish Angel Building was already in rubble. It was a horrible sight. "What... what's going on?" Veron slapped the table and roared. Qin Haodong sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at him smilingly. "I can give you an answer. Angel Company has done too many bad things. God has sent you guys avengers." Veron's eyes were bloodshot as he cried out, "Nonsense! You're behind this, right?"

Every time I pause, even for a second, he makes a small, distressed sound until I resume. "I love you," I whisper against his temple. "So much it hurts." A faint smile touches his blood-stained lips. "Love you... more, Angel. Always." He drifts in and out of consciousness after that, never fully asleep but never fully awake either. Finn's words echo louder in my head now. Azren is getting worse by the hour. The blood coughing is new and terrifying. And tonight... tonight the Werewolf Corps wants him at that meeting. I can't let that happen.

“That’s my woman. You are nothing compared to her.” Vincenzo stared at me for a full thirty seconds. Then suddenly, he burst into laughter, bending forward as he laughed uncontrollably. “This is too good.” He wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. “But you’re wrong. She’s not your woman.” He took a pause before spelling it out, “She’s your enemy.” My breathing hitched. Pain shot through the severed fingers on my left hand, spreading through my entire body. My voice came out hoarse. “Enough. Tell me, how do I make Rachel come back to me?”

A boy about five or six is lying across a woman's body, crying no Papa over and over. I break the connection with Florence, I don’t even realise I am crying until Arrow cups my face “Angel, what happened? Where did you go?” I blink a bit confused, what does he mean where did I go. I am standing where I was. “Angel you zoned out for a moment” I look at them all “I just saw what I assume was your memories” I say to the woman who is watching me looking confused.

I’ll never judge you. This mistake doesn’t change the fact that you’re the best sister in the world, with a heart of gold. Nothing could ever make me stop loving you.” My eyes locked with his, and I saw only understanding, sympathy, and unwavering love in those gray depths. “Luca,” I whispered. He smiled, wiping my tears with his thumb. “You know I hate seeing those pretty cheeks wet.” He tugged at them playfully, making me sigh as I leaned into his solid, familiarly scented chest. How did I get so lucky to have him as my brother? Luca’s Pov. Angel’s sobs softened to whimpers as she melted into my arms, her tension easing. To the world, Angel is fierce—a knockout with a rad

These werewolves were their friends, too, even though they worked for the Council. Cohen’s body tensed when he watched the Angel of Death land on the stone table with his knees on Mira’s sides. Then, he lowered himself to her and touched her body as if she was his. The Alpha lost his mind right then and there. He stormed forward without caring that he was in the middle of the hostile zone. “Cohen, I love you,” he heard Mira’s soft voice in his mind. “Alistair!” Stefano shouted before he tackled the Angel of Death off of Mira’s body.

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--

, Came the answer of a wailing angel, who tried to put on the sweetest doggy look of all three worlds to persuade a friend, which was not crowned with success. "So, little Rafael has to go back to heaven, what?", Louis intervened again. He looked pleadingly at his old friend, hoping that he would speak up. Uriel would listen to him, he hoped. A big grin in response. How he enjoyed it when his angel friend suffered, he had to agree with him on one thing: Assiah was really perfect for the life of an angel, but also of a demon and especially that of a devil. He smirked a little, then went to the dark angel and put his arm around his shoulders. Suddenly he let go of his friend's ear and seemed s

“Infinity Poison Resistance! Infinity Protection! Infinity Divine Power!” Alice looked at Azrael and the unconscious Angelo at the back of the Flaming Lion King and also cast a spell to protect them from the poisonous smoke. She pulled Azrael and kissed him. Then she said, “Azrael, stay above the ground with Angelo. Fly upward with your spirits and don’t step on the ground unless I say so. Stay away from the devil slime, okay?” Azrael frowned, and his forehead creased. He was about to react when Alice looked at him seriously. He sighed and nodded. Then he got in the back of the Flaming Lion King with Angelo, then flew higher. He could see what was happening below him.