Angel Of Destruction Novels & Stories

“Because your child will be tasked with their destruction.” “Wait, you know all of this. Then you know about me … and Angelica?” I watched as she nodded her head. “And if Angelica is a god, then—” She nodded her head, and I looked at Darren in shock. Angelica was my ancestor, a god. That was why I was chosen! I’m a mix between a god and hellhound. Shit. What the hell was all of this?! “So what took her?” “A creature tasked with collecting the nephalem when they have their awakening, and–”

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

' she says, feeling guilty for not telling me she was doing it. I wince, not wanting to know what destruction I caused to the undeserving wildlife. 'You don't need to apologize. You're right, I probably couldn't have handled it. Why didn't you just give me the angel powers?' 'It's hard to explain. They're not hard to control right now, but if you let them go again, we would cause more damage. The demon powers felt like a violent hurricane, but the angel powers felt like…a volcano, I guess? Dormant, but it will wipe out entire towns if it's active. It would be worse to lose control of them than it would be the demon's powers. I don't know; I don't completely understand it myself. I hope our d

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

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.

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

Angelica supplied before I could answer, and I jolted, surprised to hear her speak after so long. "So that's how you weaseled your way into a den of dogs." The witch sneered, but this time she wasn't looking at me. She was positively seething with loathing as she stared down Angelica, her eyes looked as if they'd burst into green flames at any moment. "This woman is a traitor and wanted for the murder of the High Priestess. Bound to never lie, her tongue will never again slather or dispute her cold-hearted intentions. Yet once again, she ropes a child into her schemes." She spat, gesturing towards me. But her eyes never moved. "Our Priestess bound that curse to you in her final moments, and

I breathe, and he smiles. "Your wolf is awakening. Trust me, that's the least shocking thing that just happened. Take a look outside the window for me, Angel," he says, and I turn. My jaw drops. Several bodies lie scattered across the parking lot, unconscious, some smoking faintly, like they were flash-burnt. Azren laughs, delighted. "Gods...look at the ruin you unleash when you come apart for me. They think I'm the threat. They obviously haven't met you yet."

The revelation unfurled like a dark tapestry, weaving a tale of malevolence and perversion, casting a pall of dread upon the fateful convergence of the fallen angels, and heralding the impending clash of darkness and divine will that would come to define the fate of worlds. Asmo's mind reeled with the stark realization of the impending calamity, the weight of the world's impending doom pressing heavily upon him. "I can't believe this," he muttered, his voice laced with disbelief and revulsion. "This year is going to be a nightmare for the world."