Angel Gabriel Legion 소설 & 이야기

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

I don't know why the moon goddess thought that it would be a great idea to pair me up with such a young mate. "What are we going to do about the rogues?" I came back to the conversation that we were having in the meeting room, before I got lost in my thoughts. "We will deal with it just like we always have," I answered. I was in a meeting with the elders of the pack, along with my Beta, Mason and my third in command, Dylan. We normally had these meetings at least once a month, but today was different. We have been having a series of rogue attacks on the pack, which we believed were just a distraction for something bigger and far worse. It could be that word got out that the angel was in my p

the whole pack chorused. "In case you are wondering who these are. This is my uncle, my father's junior brother, Alpha Bardulf Wulfblood of The Boldclaw Prowlers’ Pack and Luna Hera Wulfblood from Ohio. They are Angel’s parents. Their land was stolen and they were kept as slaves. A lot of us here know what that was like. But now they are free and now home. Accord them the courtesy you would accord me. Having them here feels like having my parents back."

How could him, a man that was like a proud son of heaven, accept a woman who had an illegitimate child? Angela was waiting to see the panic and confusion on Cynthia's face, but suddenly, she saw Cynthia turning her head and staring at her. Gabriel's sinister eyes were also staring at Angela who was on stage. The word "illegitimate" definitely touched his reverse scale. Jude did not know what anger was in Gabriel's eyes, but he had a feeling that his wife had angered this man. Angela looked at Gabriel, who was below the stage. Even standing at a high place, she felt a suffocating sensation on her breath. She clearly told him a piece of news that she did not know about!

Alpha Gabriel I raced through the forest in blinding speed, the trees blurring rapidly as my pace increased. My eyes remained bloodred, a sign of my beast unleashed. As I ran, the words written in the note played repeatedly in my mind. 'this is just the beginning Gabriel. A taste of my war to come. Soon, I shall have what you desire so much. Serenity. Try to save her if you can'

The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with eyes of fire given to him from the devil himself, that brought evil and destruction to all that he touched. My eyes instantly moved to the bottom of his cloak, taking in the color of the feathers slightly showing, and I knew that this had to be no fairytale that my father had told me about, but a real story of something from this world, that I now knew he was from. Looking back up at Gabriel’s face, who was now staring at me, I said to him, “You’re one of the fallen angels.”

It was dusk when I first saw him again. Gabriel. Not the weapon, not the ghost—but the man I knew once, somewhere behind blood and brainwashing. He stood by the lake with a scarf over his face, watching the twins skip stones. He said nothing. Just watching them play. I walked up behind him. “You’re late,” I said gently. He didn’t turn. “I’m not here to stay.”he replied softly. “You saved them, Gabriel. You helped end it.” “I ended nothing,” he said. “I saw something… in the north. A facility. Not the Architect-branded. But it's new. Young, fast. Obsessed with bio-augmentation. They call it Syndicate Seraphina.”

” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak. “Stereotype,”Rachel muttered.”Just need a scythe and you’re good to go.” “Scythes are so overrated,”Gabrielle retorted.”No selfrespecting Angel of Death,would be seen dead with one.” Despite her best intentions,Rachel chuckled.Gabrielle was born to the duty of death,as she herself had been born with her gift to cross over the dead.Whenever an Angel Of Death was decommissioned,another took its place,and Gabrielle had the misfortune to become one on her wedding day,five years ago.

He never expected Shirley would be acquainted with War Legate Draco. Gabriel’s body shook and he dropped to his knees with a loud thud. He cried and said, “Please forgive me, sir. I was wrong. I know that I was wrong. Please!” Following Gabriel’s action, his subordinates backed away. They naturally knew about War Legate Draco. This man could walk through tens of thousands of Luposians who were attacking him as if he was walking through nothing. Now, there were only twenty of them here.

Now, with God's third chance at life, Emilia vowed to make everyone pay in their own coin. Emilia's thoughts drifted to her arch-nemesis, the Blackwoods. Initially, her eyes were focused on Marcus Blackwood, the mastermind behind the vile acts inflicted upon her family. However, it now seemed that the entire Blackwood clan was tainted by their own brand of malice. Emilia's memories of their torture and humiliation still seared her mind, a stark contrast to the kindness she had once shown them.