Angel Under Novels & Stories

asked Valencia, now calmer to accept some of the information Zean was giving her. "Sister Alexa, your other identity is Angel of Death, a leader of an underworld organization called The Devil. An organization engaged in the illegal arms business and the like. And the organization you lead was ranked first in the list of best businesses at least two years ago. Due to your disappearance, The Devil has been on hiatus for the past two years." Zean explained slowly and calmly to keep Valencia from getting depressed. Valencia was shocked at first, and she almost experienced the same symptoms as a while ago. But Zean patiently guided Valencia to breathe slowly until Valencia was able to organize he

After all, he's supposed to protect me when I step in as Alpha. He slammed his fist on the desk. “Landon, you have no idea what you're talking about.” He growled. Yup, he was angry. “I suggest you get your facts straight before making assumptions, too! I don’t understand why you're questioning Angel's loyalty. Why are you doubting him and asking about Leyla? Did I miss something? Did something happen? Talk to me!” He yelled. Well, it’s now or never. “Ivan found Angel’s daughter. She is an Elite warrior in Ian Allen’s pack. Ivan also thinks she is his mate.” I said matter-of-factly.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

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

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.

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.

He is highly respected despite not having reached the age of 23. I turn 19 in a few days, and the pack prepares a big, "not that a surprise" party. I pretend I don't know. This is now my life. I didn't go to college. I could have, but why? What I have is much more important than a degree that would be useless to me as Luna. I suffered a lot. I gave up everything, but ultimately, what the Moon Goddess chooses for us always turns out to be the right thing. I am Angel, the Luna of the Lycan Moon Pack, and there's nothing else in the world I'd rather be.

Angel shook his head and assured on testing Mira’s theory regarding him finding her whereabouts. “I’m starting to like you for our mistress than to that nomad. Anyway, rest well, Alpha.” Andriel smiled genuinely as she admitted to liking him for their mistress more than the annoying one. ‘Nomad? Who’s that creature that’s annoying my mate?’ “Calm down will you? We’ll learn about it soon.” Angel sighed at the growling complaint of his wolf through his mind. “Same to you, Andriel.” Angel was curious about who was that nomad but he didn’t ask instead he returned the favor to her. He likes her too. Andriel was an intimidating but at the same time a gentle vampire.

She sips from her cup again. “I’ll be sure to pass it along,” she says. “He loves the praise.” “I would too,” I mumble. The sandwiches that Angela ordered arrive. I gently chew on one as I stew over what facts I’d just been introduced to. Angela is an Archival. Meaning, she has ties to the world’s greatest warrior. Even better than that, Angela is nice. Having someone nice on my side would be nice. Sure, Debbie is great. But Debbie can’t get inside the pyramid. Debbie isn’t intertwined with the Hayes like Angela is. Angela could be a powerful ally to help me brave my way through the next two months.

No answer. Fear, hot and sudden, claws its way up my spine. But I shove it down. I’m Julia daughter of Elias, heir to a bloodline feared across packs. I don’t get scared. Liar, a voice inside whispers. You’re terrified. And you should be. No one has ever made me feel this powerless. Not until now. Who is she? ANGELA Her voice was grating, bouncing off the walls like nails on glass. I watched her struggle through the monitor, thrashing like a wild animal caught in a trap.