Angel Wars Novels & Stories

)-Havok (That must be who is helping them since my angel can sense Johanna's magic)-Me I told Havok to hurry but I didn’t need to. He was just as anxious to get to our mate as I was. We were also both anxious to make sure our pup was ok as well. I knew that my angel wouldn't let anything or anyone harm our pup but Havok and I still needed to see her calm our anxiety. I could hear talking as we got closer and that is when I heard the alarms go off. We must have crossed into their territory and tripped some senors. When we got close enough we were met by their wolves. We all started fighting. I ripped my way through them. I needed to get to my angel. A large solid black wolf comes tea

The demons press in closer, watching the scene that is unfolding in front of them. Warrick glares at his father and his skin starts to glow orange and then flames erupt across his skin and collect in his hands. Shit. Looks like we are fighting our way out of here. “What the hell are you?” His father asks when navy wings erupt from Warrick’s back. Alina howls in my head, ‘He absorbed your angel abilities! Hot damn!’ I do not have time to wonder about it because I now have a gun to my head. Fear washes through me and my heartbeat quickens. I hesitate only a moment before I unleash my own flames and my wings burst forth, knocking his father away. Warrick pulls me to him and we face off against

Lila saw through it in ten seconds flat. Thirty four, rich as sin, class dripping from every gesture. She’d walked into the underground fight club where he was bleeding on the mat, handed him a silk handkerchief for his cut lip, and said, “You’re wasting talent on these animals. Come work for me.” He’d laughed. She hadn’t. Five years later, they were married. Two years after that, Dirty Angels opened its doors, velvet ropes, crystal chandeliers, music that beat like a heartbeat.

The Warriors formed a hard line. When Keres moved forward, the maids sank like reeds with a single, synchronized motion. Red petals showered his path. He frowned—just a small crease between his brows and asked, voice edged. “Who arranged this?” No one spoke. For a moment I feared he was about to snap into some version of his cruel, high-thrill alpha and tear their throats out for presumptuousness. Then the oldest of the maids fell forward trembling “We are sorry Alpha, we are simply following orders” she cried.

I throw my arms around him tightly, burying my face in his neck before he can lose his shit. "Azren, please," I whisper desperately, my voice shaking. "Don't get angry. Not right now. You're still burning up. I can't watch you hurt again. Please." He stays rigid for another second. Then a long, exhausted sigh leaves him. His arms slowly come around my waist, holding me close even though his body is trembling with the effort. "I'm not angry at you, Angel," he murmurs against my hair. "I think... the voice you heard was your wolf. She's waking up. She doesn't like him near you. That's why she reacted."

"I'm ending this." Mia looked at him. The determination in his face was absolute. Not rage. Not recklessness. War. For the first time since the stranger appeared, she understood something important. The enemy hadn't just declared themselves tonight. They had challenged Mark directly. And that was a mistake. Because as the operations room buzzed around them and the message sat between them like a loaded weapon, Mia realized the fragile peace of the last few months was truly gone. The war had started. And neither side intended to lose.

“He is mine.” Angela laughed loudly, “Oh, Gwen. You are even more amusing than I thought. Delusional too. Do you really believe that? Do you think you know who your Alpha truly is?” “I do not need to know what you think you know,” I snapped. “You will leave now. You have no place here.” Angela smirked and took a few slow steps forward. At once, Mystic warriors straightened into their stances, their eyes watching her movement closely. On the opposite side,the rogues got ready and prepared to strike. Growls echoed from every direction. It felt like the smallest mistake would start a fight. But we couldn't risk that. The whole pack was surrounded by dozens and dozens of rogues.

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.

Serenity's body slowly turned blue as she surrendered herself to the rage. Albert realised that all his hardwork has turned into ashes, he thought she died but in reality she was healing. Everyone watched the war between two powerful people. Fire collided with each other, water destroyed everything, storm shook evryone but both of them were still standing unfazed. "You can't kill me Serenity... I am here to take my revenge and i am not going anywhere without it..." Albert growled in anger. He took multiple forms and attacked her. "His powers are elusive, he is devil and she is angel... Can she face him?"