Angel Wars Novels & Stories

, 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.

"We need to keep an eye on them..." The Kingdom of Angels is at war with the Kingdom of Daemons and Demons because they consider them to be fallen beings. Although, the Angels think that any other race is inferior to them. "Whatever is happening is huge," Isaac commented, and Victor and I nodded. "We need to review our allies. I'm sure Klaus is a good option." I almost launched myself at Isaac, only Victor beat me to it. He grabbed Isaac by the neck and pinned him against the wall, his aura increased, and I could see several weapons appearing around him.

Angel packed up and with her club escorts headed to Hell's Warriors. Multiple emotions filled her body. She was excited but nervous as well. When they arrived at the gate, she told the prospect her name and asked for Rider.

-Stefan- As the war erupted, I made sure I didn’t lose sight of Angeline. I watched how she fought on her own, without using our son’s power. The first wave of newborns came and as much as it pains me to see all the lives that had been lost, I know for a fact that killing them would give them the peace that they long for. Angeline continued her trek toward the source of all this bloodshed and none of the newborns dared touch her. It was as if she was wearing an invisible shield all around her. Unfortunately for the newborns, such a shield does not save them from her.

They grow larger and clearer until we can see that there are three dark angels and two light—all with shimmering golden wings. The warriors release their arrows all at once, the sharp clicks echoing through the clearing. The arrows hit the angels’ wings earning harsh cries of pain in return. The wolves give the ropes attached to the arrows a solid yank and the wings of all five angels collapse. They plummet towards the ground, letting out horrible screams. I move my queen right as they hit the dirt around us. “Check mate.”

"Really." "Yeah, when I first heard about Yvonne's death, I thought maybe she was sick or something related with old age, but then when I heard that she was murdered, I became seriously bothered because for a full century no Alpha has been killed, and the last time an Alpha was murdered was when the Blood moon Beast came." "What is a Blood moon Beast?" Taz asked. "It's a powerful werewolf, which history has it to be the first true Alpha who appears in every blood moon in to cleanse and purify the land."

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

🌙 THE REALM OF THE MOON ANGELS, ISHKA. The moon angels had always lived there lives as flower petals. It's unimaginable right? But then it gets very interesting. Each petal bloomed with it's peculiar characteristics. They had a keeper who is a messenger from the Fore Kingdom. She was known as Mother Queila. All the petals loved her because she takes very care of them right from their blooming stage until they wither entirely. Her responsibility also entailed making sure that the excalibar never left the lines gate of the earth.

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

“Children and women killed between your battles. Our homes were off limits. We had an agreement. “ Sorinah screamed at Yetta. Yetta did not respond; she knew she was right. She knew her daughter had caused the war and their poor village was the battle ground. The boy that was her daughter’s mate chose to go to war to get her. “We might not be able to fight your kind but we have something better. We will make something that will.” Sorinah said, walking forward and grabbing a hold of Yetta’s hair.