Angel Slayers Novels & Stories

“Thorne, no.” “Don’t argue with me, boy. Just do it.” The bigger demon stepped forward, a pair of pistols coming from his waist, and he lifted his hands, shooting off round after round. The gunshots rang out against the silence of the afternoon and five angels fell, their bodies exploding into brilliant light. Archon stepped back, screaming at the Legion behind him. “Kill him and bring me the Nephalim!” Serenity watched in horror at the surge of angels as they moved as one, coming at the demon.

That would be a nightmare. We leave the dungeon few minutes later. Aiden and Asher, who came here few days ago after spending time in Blaine's pack, take charge of the Deads, while Angel and I manage our warriors. “Deads – human forms, pack – wolves, since you’re more accustomed to it. You’ll take care of the shifted Undeads, or humans.” My Angel orders as she fastens her harness. She has a lot on her, knives, katanas, a bow, arrows and her favorite dagger that she straps to her thigh. Had it not been for the situation we’re in, I would’ve laughed at her look. Wet hair roughly pulled in a ponytail, my shirt, wrapped in a harness, my boxers and bare legs, with a dagger strapped to her thigh.

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

Draven growled, his forked tongue flicking in mocking satisfaction as his coils constricted. “Shit Ange!” Alinta screamed inside her mind. “Blast him, do something!” “Here goes nothing,” Angela muttered, exhaling slowly as she closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. “I submit to you– “ANGE! NO!” Alinta shrieked, fighting desperately for control. “Such a good girl,” Draven hummed, leaning closer, his scales brushing the edge of her flames. “–Great fire of the Sun,” Angela finished. Her eyes snapped open.

Three silver daggers are embedded in his chest, he isn't going to make it, and my body shakes with anger. My mate's cold glare is on the men and they stop just a few feet from us. They are intoxicated with something very strong and their eyes are vain, with no emotions. They look like puppets Even when they speak their voice is mechanical. " We want her," One huge guy with piercings points at me. Leondre growls and slightly pushes me behind him whereas I refuse to hide behind anyone in my life, never again. "Who turned you," Growls my mate. Shifter Slayers are shifter hunters who are turned by an Alpha either mistakenly or by choice hence they are stronger than an average wolf and still have

"Fuck off half-breed!" I grunted, pulling my scythe from the dying body. The creature lay there, his eyes boring into me. It had been a terrible fight, the likes of which I hadn't had for some time, which was thrilling and yet somehow saddened me, to snuff out the very being who had brought me such joy. His lips turned up slightly, his eyes, as blinding as the sun met mine. So this was a son of Shamsiel, former guardian angel of Eden and aid to Uriel, the fallen angel who taught the signs of the sun to men. You could tell by their attributes, Shamsiel's descendants possessed eyes that could blind you, thankfully most of us had special gear to negate any of the Nephilim's known attributes. M

We looked further and I closed my eyes momentarily, this was horrible, the hunters in these containers were large, pale and others disfigured. "Bring the scientist," I tell Jake. The doctor was trembling. "What are these?" I ask, sternly. "Well, these are humans with special blood in their veins," "We know," I murmur. Slayers were humans who were made by witches in the 18th century to destroy their mutual enemies, shifters. They were strong and moved at incredible speed. For some time, they almost conquered but the moon goddess stepped in to save her people. I turn around to face Amos,

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

angel Michael call the Angels The fight has begun, when angels fight it more like a war, they fight with their sword, Angels are not like dark creatures, they are celestine being with no power of sorcerer, so the fight it always fair, Angel fight like human only thing is they are stronger and we have wings, it easy for the Father to wipe out the whole bloodline of vampire by himself but his mercy is someone no supernatural being can understand. I'm invisible because im not fighting, thunder design the sky with its strike, angels flying up and down, the fight is intense pure blood vampires are fast and strong, it raining, blood everywhere, Angel has killed so many vampires, the only way to ki

She growled softly, anger burning through her body, ‘How fucking dare they! She was about to rip them off when a bolt of electricity pierced her body, and she yelled in pain, ‘Just making sure you understand what will happen if you try to escape.’ A voice said close to her ear, and when she turned her head, she saw the youngest of the ‘Angels’, that was what they looked like, stunningly handsome Archangels, with varying shades of blonde hair and blue eyes. They were perfect, each of them different but also the same, as if they were siblings, but they were nothing of the sort; these were the Dark Angels Warriors. He was the antithesis of the Creator, and he was desperate to prevent her ascens