Angel Slayer Novels & Stories

She lied with a devilish smile, "Accept me Asher and everything will be yours," "Say the words, my broken Angel," She muttered to which he replied "I sacrifice," At his words, the blonde-haired boy, Aslem dropped dead to the ground with a smile on his face knowing the red-winged angel had been reborn. His mission was finally completed. He felt honored to serve a higher power, up until now, he was useless and his existence a joke. However, he was chosen, chosen by the red-winged angel to usher in a new age. His eyes slowly lost their light as he stared at the reddened sky which glowed with thunderous red thunderous strikes followed by an outpour of rain of blood.

Opposite to her magic circle, the one that was just casted a second ago was crimson red and radiating a demonic energy. It countered her spell by reversing the effects and the target of every drops of holy light. Instead of killing the demons, it killed angels and grim repears inside the range. Thea stared at the man steadily flying from a kilometer away. "It's the Sloth," She said. Sloth dashed to the ground as soon as he spotted a familiar face. He picked up the chopped head of the angel who gave the sword to Mara's friend. Although half of it was already burnt, he still recognized her because of her unpleasant scent.

I asked her and, without stopping walking, she replied. “Yes, I died less than a week ago. Long story short, I said no to the egotistical Alpha Aaron. As a result, he rejected my as.s and sold me to Blake, who decided to hand me to that Demon-Wolf, Elijah. For whatever hell of a reason, he killed me — maybe a virgin damn sacrifice; who knows why he chose me to be his victim,” Angeline shook her head. “Virgin?” Stormy barked in my mind, a wolfish grin forming on his muzzle.

"You are too powerful!" Ansley still had a lingering fear in her heart. Lucas gave an order to the Apocalyptic Legion, "The Apocalyptic Legion, go and integrate the zombies." ... The Apocalyptic Legion heard the command and headed in different directions. ... Lucas suddenly asked Ansley, "By the way, who are you?" He thought that Ansley, a Rank 2 Ultimate God Ranked Realm Gene Fighters and a genius among geniuses, must be a child of some great power! "I am from the Northern Wastelands Alliance!"

My eyes fixated on the moon and, for a long time, nothing happened. I was about to give up when I saw something flash. I stretched forth my hands and gritted my teeth, “Goddess Hecate, grant me this strength and empower Sin to defeat the enemy. Even if it is the last power, I can ever have. I’ll be happy to die instead of him, Imperium!” I drew the light with all the strength left in me and shot it at Sin. Hearing him growl was the last thing before I collapsed.

He then sighed and said, “Jens, he told me that Angel will bring endless disaster to the Ares family if she stays with us.” Jens asked in an emotional tone, “Do you think the Ares family is afraid of trouble?” Baby Robbie shook his head and told him another fact, “Savannah told us that Angel is a Scorpio Lone Star when she read her fate some time ago. Angel’s family is destined to be doomed.” Jenson’s handsome face instantly froze. If Angel was really the incarnation of the Scorpio Lone Star, that mysterious man’s actions might not be imbued with evil intentions. “What else did he say?” Jens asked.

Angel whispered. “B-below the neckline. Where my shirt hides it.” The bastard grinned. Feral. He felt it stretch against his skin. Then—bite. Right below his collarbone. “Ahhh—are you a fucking dog?!” Angel yelped. “So this spot's okay?” the silver-eyed demon teased, voice all velvet and venom. “Y-yes,” he whispered while squirming. “P-please…” he begged again, “...just… be gentle.” The psycho laughed—low and sexy.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

"She's not like the sluts you sleep with." I know! "Disappear," I order, and he walks away and flips me his middle finger. The guys stand up, then we make our way downstairs. "Where are you going?" my mom asks us as we reach the door. "Walking Angel to her gym class," Ted replies, and my mom nods. We walk out and start jogging so that we can join her. "Why the sudden interest with Angel?" Daniel suddenly asks as he jogs behind me. "I need a new prey," I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket.

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.