Novel & Cerita Angel Stories Book

Chester screams in anger. "I thought you knew I was a hybrid?" Ansiel asks. "I thought you were a werewolf vampire hybrid. Not a freaking angel." Ansiel chuckles. "You need to do your homework better. You know who my mother is?" Ansiel walks closer. Chester tries to retreat as fast as he could but to no avail. "My mother is the daughter of the moon goddess." Chester's eyes go wide while his face pales.

Glancing back at the door, I felt the urge to back away, but I stayed back. Gulping hard, I reached for the book; it almost dropped off my hand due to its heaviness. I sat on one of the chairs and opened it. The first page had me reeling in shock. It was a history book of the generations that existed centuries before. From the first page, I was glued to the introduction of all the varying beings and their respective strengths. My eyes rounded like saucers when I saw the page about angels. I thought they were a myth, but I am reading about their existence on Earth. Each creature has a birthmark, and I was shocked to see the same mark as the one on my lower belly behind me. Wings.

When I think of everything that has happened, it is all so small considering where our line started from. Side Note. Hi lovelies, if you haven’t yet. Please give the following books that are connected to this series a read. Tesoro (Cassandria and Matteo’s story) Undercover (Teagan and Antonio Moretti’s story. Angel’s mom and dad) Thanks for reading. Much Love Becca Lou xx

//Midnight Mourge// "Why are you in your enemy's layer?" Reign ask while looking around the café. Hometown café became our first enemy in this line of business. I smirk at her. "I don't consider her as our enemy." Florence is not a enemy. "Then what she is?" I smile at her. "Have you ever heard about the legend?" Reign raise a brow at me. I smirk at her... "The fallen Angel." Have you ever heard the story of a fallen angel? It is a story that my godmother used to tell me.

Marcel moves closer to her slowly. “I want the same as you, the werewolves out of the witches’ lives. Alaric out of our home, Willow gone and no longer in control! They plan to get the vampires on their side and destroy the Monventla. I am the only person who knows where the book is; the spells are within it.” Marcel nods, sitting down. “What book might that be? The witches lost all of their written manuscripts centuries ago.” He looks at her waiting, Dan still stood on guard.

with a heart at the end seemed simple enough. I easily drifted off to sleep...... First, I heard the howling and I was deep in the forest, I looked down I was barefoot but the twigs and bottom of the forest didn’t seem to hurt. I was wearing the gown I tried on early today with my hair flowing in the breeze. I walked forward making my way through the trees following the howling. It was the dead of night and the moon glowed lighting my path until I came to an opening and realized I was at the waterfall where Rogan and I have spent so much time. At first, I thought it was just the light coming from the moon but then I saw two beautiful women on either side of the water both with their hands o

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

“So, you were talking about the brown book that the force, who had later revealed herself as an angel, had dropped in your room right? Where is the book now?” “It disappeared last night. I mentioned that.” Kadne nodded. Last night then. “Okay, how? What is in the book, what is it all about?” Storm inhaled before sinking herself into the tale again. She talked about the first time she had opened the book. The book had been blank on all pages, but the second time, she had seen a sentence, and then the same thing happened the third time. “What are the sentences?” Kaden inquired.