Angel S Pawn Novels & Stories

She’d been obsessed with Vincent for years. And me? I wasn’t like Vincent. I wasn’t reckless enough to betray the Council outright. I believed in rules. In consequences. Angel was a sinner’s daughter, which alone sealed her fate. It was never a question of if. Only when. The Council assigned her to me like livestock marked for auction. The man meant to strip her down and prepare her for sale. Like a calf fattened slowly before the blade ever touched its throat. Vincent and I had fought over it.

But as soon as he disappeared from Bella’s eyes, his face turned grim and bloodshot eyes showed the hell with two large horns on his forehead. In a rusted cell, Angela rested with her broken legs and horns. Almost got wiped of her proud existence. The wings she had before turned limped because Xavier had broken her horns. “You are a disappointment,” came a deep throttle voice of Satan, who appeared with the fire over his horns. “My king,” Angela trembled with her bloody mouth as she cowered behind with her broken leg. “You shouldn’t do that. Weren’t you happy beside me?” questioned Satan and walked to her.

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?

William answers me, he's dealing with the more gentle kind of humans while I have to deal with the rebels. "That's good, but one of yours have slipped and it's on my side now," I say, I'm pretty sure Angel should be on his side of the city, she took the test and she's one of the cutest kind of pets you could ever ask for, I can't wait to explain to her what she really is and get her slipping into her headspace and her place on this earth.

As per usual, Morrigan wakes to her internal alarm clock in the morning, the clock on her nightstand reading 4:00AM. Listening, she hears her brother and uncle asleep in their beds upstairs. Quietly, she changes into a sports bra and spandex shorts, slips her tennis shoes on, and sneaks up the stairs. She keeps to the sides of the steps and avoids the ones that she knows creak. At the top of the steps, she listens again, ensuring that Oskar and Ander are still asleep when she opens the door to the basement. From there, it’s easy to slip out the front door.

“What could be worse than selling her into a trafficking ring? Those men would ravage her whole.” But he only looked at me. He leaned in close, and I felt his minty breath on my face as he whispered, “Nothing those men would do to you could compare to what I will do to you.” And then he stood. “My name is Angelo Armani,” he said. His voice was a deep baritone. “I’m the angel of death.” He looked at me like I was already buried. “And you will be my slave.”

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

S) “What?..Why?..” [Because Angeling of Half Angel individual have the Angels DNA, which granted them greater affinity towards the Light Magic and also they have a Half immortal body and soul….they were hunted thanks to that…people coveted their ability,divinity and also their immortality…for example, 90% of the Principality of Light Paladin order, Got their strengthen power by killing Angeling…for an organizations that preach goodness and light for the gods…they instead kill and stole that light…that is why, Principality of light always offering sanctuary to all those Angeling…it was to use them as their fuel…but after decades, the Angeling is now know what they were being used for…that is

There is a wide grin on her face as she looks between us. My eyebrow quirks up. "Uh, I think we might need an explanation for that one," I say slowly, glancing over to see Daniel just as confused. "Hybrids are more powerful than normal angels, right? So, we break them out of rehab and have them help us take down the Council!" Daniel lets out an incredulous snort. "Are you insane? Do you remember how high security was there?" "Yes, but I have also seen the strength of your pack. Plus, Ana is probably one of the most powerful angels in the world now that she's got her wings back.

“Your Highness, are you alright? It’s quite hot today.” Hellion wiped off the sweat on her head and said. “Right. Bit I’d like to take a walk” Dev just nodded her head as she twirled her fingers in the air as the magic dust linger in the air. She then said to Hellion. “If you’d like, you can rest her for a while.” The twin also nodded as they looked at her with a blank expression. “What..” Hellion almost had a heart attack seeing the wooden casket appeared out of thin air. Xegris clicked his tongue and yelled at the this goddn stupid creature. “What kind of stupid shit are you giving my wife!”