Angel Wars Novels & Stories

Veronica said, "I want Haneul to come back and tell me exactly where I can find Geronimo." "Relax." Alice answered, "You know why they're late." Veronica smirked at that. Haneul had reached out to them two days ago, saying that a huge battle erupted between angels and demons in Varanasi's time plane. As expected, Alice was horrified. Sure, clashes between angels and demons happened then and there, but they were never big enough as this one. Both sides have been at a standstill since the beginning of the 21st century for reasons that none of them could figure out. It was as if the never-ending war was somehow doing the impossible--stopping to a halt. But now, everything has descended into mot

She was trying to force it to eat away at the wards that we had up. Fire balls started to be thrown at the entrance one after another becoming more and more powerful. You could see the anger in her eyes. She was beyond reckless and it was getting worse. All of the light Gods she couldn't replace that she killed were already starting to effect mortal realms. "Realm 68 just started a war." Aries stated as he continued to watch all mortal realms. It was getting bad. I may be dark but I still liked some peace when I ruled. This was complete chaos. There was no balance. It was like death and that's it.

“That’s my woman. You are nothing compared to her.” Vincenzo stared at me for a full thirty seconds. Then suddenly, he burst into laughter, bending forward as he laughed uncontrollably. “This is too good.” He wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. “But you’re wrong. She’s not your woman.” He took a pause before spelling it out, “She’s your enemy.” My breathing hitched. Pain shot through the severed fingers on my left hand, spreading through my entire body. My voice came out hoarse. “Enough. Tell me, how do I make Rachel come back to me?”

One armored man soon appeared out of thin air and followed by another, and another, and another, until they were eight of them. Beruka gasped, she has never seen such beings before and she could perceive a very strong energy from them. “Demon king,” Alaric called and Edward glanced at him but Alaric’s eyes never left the warriors. “We do not see eye to eye, but at the moment, we have a common enemy. The angelic warriors kill whoever that sees them, so everyone present here lives are at stake. I can take care of them but I cannot fight them while protecting you, so you must keep yourself alive. I do not want Mariah thinking I killed her father. Do not attempt to teleport, you cannot, you shal

“Blood does not need cleansing. It needs acceptance.” --- In the sky the confrontation of winged beings. Evelyn rose into the blood‑red heavens. Below, Valenfort burned. Above, Alaric Seraphim spread wings of flame and rained destructive beams. Light and blood collided, exploding into thousands of shards. Evelyn struck Alaric’s plasma blade aside and counterattacked; her blood rose into black whips that coiled and lashed at his wings. “You don’t understand,” Alaric roared, voice thunderous. “Your blood is a disgrace to both worlds!”

‘Then it will end with me staying in bed worn out and useless for days. And Angel hated being useless. Hated being defenseless. Hated letting Tony do all sorts of things on his body. He blushed at the thought. ‘No, not all of them, really,’ contradicting himself. He only hated it when all he could do was moan, plead and lose himself to pleasure. Especially when they were running away from something. Something unavoidable. Reality. What they have right now was a fragile peace. A retreat before they come back to the real world to face the pending responsibilities.

“You rejected her. You gave up your claim. That means the bond is broken—and she’s free.” “But not safe,” Angela whispered, still holding me upright. “If the Council finds out she survived the rejection and awakened the bloodline, they’ll come for her.” She met my gaze. “And they won’t make the same mistake twice.” The words felt like ice down my spine. I thought rejection had been the end of my story—but it was only the beginning. What lay ahead now wasn’t heartbreak, but war. A war I hadn’t chosen, born in shadows and sealed in secrets I was never meant to survive.

"It was when she turned twenty one that the first attacks from the sky began to take place. Before then it was nothing more than little skirmishes here and there, but when that happened everything changed.' 'The sky turned blood red and the beasts made their appearances for the first time. The entire world was thrown into chaos after that day. A full blown war broke out after, we had to learn how to defeat beasts as we had only been trained to defeat dark warriors. It was a learning process for many, and unfortunately many lives were lost.'

I stopped, not knowing his name. “Chris.” I nodded my head. “The couple moved after I left the baby on their doorstep. So, I don’t know where she is. If we took her, he would still attack us.” Between all the alphas here, I only knew seven out of the fifteen. So if any of the new people stayed, I will have to explain everything from the top. “Are you declaring war? Because if so, we have zero chances of winning,” Chris said. “This is the rogue king we are talking about. If I didn’t know any better, the dragons would be on his side. Those traitors seek destruction more than peace.” Some alphas agreed with Chris.

, she finished her words, licking the blood oozing out from the cut she created. “I did. Not until that horrid nullifier altered your personality. It seems like you’re the one who’s got zero ideas on your own self. Checkmate, Vista”, Zhackary again smirked at her, feeling the tip of superiority over the woman in camo. Checkmate indeed. As the young lady attempted to give the man her reply, a loud bang coming from the northeast began startling all of them— lurid rings indicate the beginning of the Utopians’ reprisal.