Angel Slayers Novels & Stories

Angel’s blood ran cold. He leaned down. Reached for it. Gripped it. Raised it. “Tony. Stop.” His voice cracked. Tony stilled. And he saw the gun pointed at his face. Angel’s hand trembled. His chest heaving. “Do you see me now?” Angel whispered. Voice jarred. “Do you finally see me, Tony? Not as something you can hide. Or fuck into silence?” Tony’s eyes narrowed. “Shoot me.” Angel was shocked. “What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

Jo backed up down the hallway, assuming Zane would be the one to throw the grenade, but before she made it more than a few steps, all of the other doors along the hallway opened up simultaneously, hitting the walls with a force to make the hall vibrate. “Shit,” Jo muttered, knowing exactly what this was. Out of the rooms poured an army of Vampires and Assassin Hunters, armed and coming at both of them. They were grossly outnumbered and beyond trapped. All she could do was start shooting. Jo opened fire on the group closest to her as the Vampires attempted to shoot at her, but she was moving too quickly for them to aim. Besides the bullets flowing from her gun, her feet were flying as well. S

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

"They sent Luna and me to train at that devil's facility twice a week. The clan's children were never subjected to such danger, as their safety was paramount. But we were being groomed to be their bodyguards, so our safety didn't matter. We were assigned separate missions but in the same location, strictly forbidden from interfering with each other's tasks. Then, on an unfortunate day, a powerful devil ambushed Luna. She wasn't as strong, and I couldn't bear to watch her suffer. So, I made a choice to save her." Tears welled up in Emilia's eyes, her voice barely audible through her grief. "Our incharge, a cruel and heartless individual, witnessed my act of defiance for that I was beaten hars

As the Godslayer Formation reached its peak, she raised a hand and compressed the power into a blazing beam. The surrounding air was violently distorted by the scorching heat as the attack tore through space and descended on Ashton like divine judgment, intent on reducing him to ashes. At the same time, the surrounding experts snarled and channeled their spiritual energy into the Godslayer Formation, causing the formation's aura to surge even further. A violent shockwave erupted as the beam ripped through the air and shot straight toward Ashton's heart. Just as everyone expected Ashton's chest to be pierced through, black flames suddenly erupted from within him. The flames coiled around his

Sabers were weapon like extensions of Divine beings like Angels which were known to be the only thing that could undo the escense of their very being. Angels were made of astral wind and fire.Sabers took the flame away and left their wind like aspect dormant. At that point only their Maker could revive them. Asmo knew it was a dangerous gamble he was playing but nonetheless,if he succeeded he wouldn't only survive but he would be known as the only Devil who defeated Hell's greatest foe who was the General of Angels,the only being without a soul who was like the Father Almighty. Gabriel tried to intervene as the situation was taking crazy turns he obviously hadn't expected,"Michael don't tell

Demons and angels clashed in a frenzy of sword and spell, their roars and cries of pain a symphony of war. At the eye of the storm, Lucifer and Luna met in a clash of titanic proportions. Their powers collided in a blinding explosion of light and shadow, each strike a test of wills and might. Lucifer's fangs were bared in a feral grin as he parried Luna's attacks, his counterstrikes fueled by the chaos within him. The ground beneath them cracked and split, molten lava spewing forth in geysers of fire and brimstone. Allistair, his Chaos a swirling mass of power, defended his mate with unyielding resolve. His power was a chaotic force, unpredictable and wild, clashing against the disciplined m

Holly screams, “ANGELS READY.” Angus commands his armies, “ARCHERS, CATAPULTS READY.” Gabriel takes his place on Dagahra next to me and shouts, “DRAGONS AND MASTERS READY.” I look at the Under Realm army which reaches as far as my eyes can see. I look at the dark humans, demons, 4 horsemen, and all the creatures from hell. I put my sword forward and Thorn shoots towards the enemy. I can hear everyone behind me follow as I scream, “ ATTTAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK.”

“Here we go!” Demonslayer struck living mass. Steam exploded. The limb recoiled—damaged, not destroyed. “Go!” Scott yelled. “Don’t wait!” Brooke was already moving, pulling charges from her bag. “Three,” she said. “Two—” The Queen lunged again. This time, she was ready, so she thought. Angelinka straightened, ready for the assault, this time he wounds cleaned up in a bright white light, not like a shining light but a holy light.

I also wouldn't mind if you have constructive criticism about my book. SERAPHIMS- Also known as the burning ones. They are the highest angelic class and are caretakers of God's throne constantly singing praises to God. They are described as fiery six-winged beings with two wings that cover their faces and two that cover their feet and the last two they use to fly.