Angel Of Redemption Novels & Stories

The position, the timing, the angel, and every other factor must work against the opponent, is what they must watch out for. ~SCRREAAAACCCHHH The Angel wailed in anguish at this moment. At the top of her lungs, she shrieked. Her expressions could not be more repulsive. However, something began to shift that alarmed Colt and Creed. She had absolutely lost her cool. The angel's hair began to turn crimson, and a ghastly aura enveloped around her. A cataclysm rhythm erupted, breaking their rhythm. The next second, the giant mustered all of her strength and brutally thrashed Creed with the hit of her sword, sending him 12 meters up in the air. Creed clutched his dagger but the impact was just too

I knew that only the Alpha blooded have red eyes, even in human form. Power oozed off him, making even Gideon move to the back of my mind. I bared my neck in respect, something I didn’t believe I would ever do. A laugh echoed through the room. “The god of war, bowing to a red wolf. Who would have thought.” A polite smile formed on my lips before I met the gaze of Andre. “I know you already met my father, Andre.” “Then you must be Aegon,” I said. He nodded before he gestured for me to take a seat. I did as he wanted, while my mind wandered about the fact that Andre doesn’t have red eyes.

The man even knelt to beg, but Hera, who was too surprised, finally screamed hysterically, and Rania saw this in fear, the first time she heard her mother scream and her father yell angrily at Hera's behavior. And it was then that Rania ran to the back garden where there was a fish pond and found someone who intercepted her before throwing her body into the deep water. Not long after her father allowed Oscar to live in his family's castle, the young man had good instincts and hearing because of his mother. She was a half-elf who was banished from her territory and became a servant at the Guinevere household in the past. It also led Benedict to receive the Oscar, and all images of a happy fam

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

This Angel has white hair, not black, which means Elena could still be alive in this timeline if the angel is Adam. My heart constricts painfully inside my chest. Floods of misery are crashing in waves at my heart, at the verge of breaking it. While it would gladden me to see Adam happy with his mate, it also pains me thinking about him being with someone else. Without giving me a warning, the angel places his hand directly beneath me. His palm looks soft and familiar, and I sniffle experimentally, not even caring about my silent guest clawing at the straps holding up the web.

she bawled in agony. Alois clicked his tongue. His job is to protect, bring peace to the world, and eliminate evil. He is thinking of killing the beast to save the girl's life. He just can’t let her die. He breathed a sigh, mustered all the courage he could get, and started to loosen his grip on the sword. He drops it down and the sound of clashing metals catches the attention of the beast and spares him another glance. “I surrender," he declared. “Leave the girl harmless and you’re free to go.”

It was only today that she saw an originality of how Gu Shen would deal with vengeful spirits. The Angel’s eyes stared at Gu Shen which were filled with struggle of accepting or denying her truth. At last, after a fierce battle between her heart and the brain, she was able to softly speak, "I, accept my redemption.” Both Tian Tian and Gu Shen were shocked as they never thought that Angel herself would accept to redeem herself. Even though Gu Shen had said that he can make her vanish as an evil soul, he also knew that he cannot do it since she did not belong to the human world.

After taking the medicines from him, I finally came to my room once again. Angel was still unconscious. I felt relieved knowing that her temperature was back to normal now. "Oh Angel, what did you do? I'm sorry, my Angel, my beautiful flower, it's all my fault." Third Person Pov: With his eyes rimmed red, vision blurred with tears, he lowered his head as he held her cold hands in his, guiding them to his now tear-stricken face. He was crying after so many years; the remorse, the guilt and sorrow gnawing at his skin, as he laid his head beside her clasped hand.

“Adam, I regret to say this but we have a problem, well another problem. Eloise and Geoffrey want to meet with my fiance and they are really hard to convince so yeah we need to get our act together” “I'm assuming you mean Geoffery Belarie of The Cornerstone Collectives?” “Yes and he is Isabella's Father. As in my best friend Isabella?” She questioned in a manner that assumed I knew who her best friend was so I just nodded my head along. “Well you don't know anything personal about me and I don't know anything personal about you and it's going to get very personal during the dinner,” she said while reaching in her purse for something. She brought out a couple of purple coloured sticky notes a

you deserve this. On the television, I lifted the trophy, my smile radiant. Outside the television, Vivian rotted in the mire, beyond redemption. I walked out of the venue, and Tessa draped a coat over my shoulders. "What are you thinking about?" she asked gently. I looked up at the sky and took a deep breath of free air. "I'm thinking that although this world is cruel, sometimes it is also quite fair." My name was Sebastian Whitmore. In my previous life, I had been Aaron Hutchinson, a sacrifice offered up by those closest to me.