Angel Gabriel Legion Novels & Stories

“I know everything, Damien. I know that you are the only son of Lucifer. I also know why he is interested in Synestra. I know more about his plan than you. Did he tell you who her parents are?’ What did he mean? She is just a human right? “How do you know any of this? Who are you? Is this why you have been trying to get close to her? If you were smart you wouldn't mess with her knowing the only son of Lucifer has warned you to stay away.” I warned him. “I am not afraid of you Damien. Your power doesn't begin to equal mine. I will have Synestra for myself and you will stay away from her.” He smiled and a bright light began to shine all around him as large white wings sprang from his back. It

Slowly, he traced the edge of the symbol with his fingers, careful not to touch the center. “This… isn’t just a symbol,” he said, his voice low. “It’s a sigil.” “A sigil?” Erika echoed, confused. “In the language of angels,” Gabriel clarified, glancing at her with a mix of awe and concern. Erika blinked, taken aback. “Angels? Are you serious?” Gabriel nodded. “It’s old, powerful, and dangerous in the wrong hands.” “How does something like this end up behind a bookshelf in my house?”

“We’re wiping out the Falconi family. I want blood for Rachel.” When Leonardo didn’t move, I grabbed the back of his neck and yanked him forward violently, forcing our faces inches apart. “I don’t repeat myself. Go. Call everyone.” Leonardo sounded uneasy. “Don Medici, I don’t think this is a rational decision.” Grief weighed heavily in his tone as he said, “Rachel is gone, and everyone is mourning her, but business is still business.” He paused before continuing, “A full-scale war will only lead to the family’s destruction.”

We were sitting inside Deena's living room, and I'd spent the last two hours telling her everything. The festival. The hotel. Emilio. Ophelia. And most importantly...Azrael. When I finally told her who Angel really was, Deena stared at me for almost thirty seconds. “So wait...your Mr. Angel is the Azrael Valchini?!” I nodded, taking a sip of wine. “You've heard of him?” “Girl! Who hasn't! He's like one of the richest men in the world right now thanks to some tech software program.” Now that surprised me. With everything that's been going on, I hadn't had the chance to do a full background check on him. So he's also a tech genius?

Mr Garcia recounted "I would advise you, my child. Never no matter what support evil. Always stand for what is right and never look on especially when you have the power, when evil is going on," Mr Garcia advised. "You may feel alone right now but once you have seen your mistake. Pray to God and I know He will give you a reason to smile again," Isabella said and Mr Garcia nodded. "I would go get breakfast ready," Isabella said and stood up heading towards the kitchen. At the penthouse, Ethan, Olivia and Jeremy were all together in the living room.

I didn't even have any idea who I was anymore! Human? Half-human? Witch? A fucking goblin with wings? It's not like my asshole of a father had even bothered to explain to me in detail what that magic in our blood meant or what we could do, actually. "It's okay, we understand that you're scared and overwhelmed. Anyone of us would be in your situation," She said after a moment, probably having noticed that changed look on my face.

I heard the expensive fabric of Liam's suit groan under the pressure. "There are no wives in this club," Gabriel rumbled, his voice dropping to a low, guttural warning. "Only my girls. And this one is called Angel. She is on the clock, she is under my roof, and she is not going anywhere." "You can't be serious." Liam scoffed, though a bead of sweat broke out on his temple. "You are going to protect her? Over your own nephew? She stole from me, Gabriel. She humiliated our family."

A candle is a symbol of death, but no one ever retreats in fear because almost everyone here lives but cannot feel that they are alive because their lives are like hell. This place can be said to be hell on earth, and one of his bodies is being burned with an illegal drug, a drug that he cannot escape. ❝Brother,❞ greeted him when a man greeted him. It's obvious in his voice that he's been on drugs because he's slurring his speech as well. ❝Why did you just come back to the family?❞ the man asked this while losing his balance while standing. He is Daemon Gabrielle Santiago, and this is what she considers family. Why do they call it family? Simply because this is where they run when they have

An evil witch? "Apparently, the lost town's former name was Harribel and it was never seen again." I overheard during one of my classes but I couldn't give a single fuck because I'm too busy figuring out what was wrong with everyone for not getting any of my services yet! Come on, embrace your laziness and let me have money from it! ***

I opened my mouth to protest, to push back, but the words caught in my throat. Because deep down inside, I wasn’t even sure I believed my own denial anymore. Gabriel had abandoned me when I needed him most. He had chosen power rather than our bond. Was it so hard to believe that he now considered me a threat? Lucian’s voice was gentler this time. “I know what it’s like to be betrayed, Angel.” I recoiled at that, my head snapping up to his.