Novel & Cerita Angel Wings Back

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

he asked, his voice low and tender. I nodded slowly, a small smile breaking through. He swung his legs over the bed, and grabbed his shirt from the floor and pulled it over his head. I stared at the tattoo covering his entire back. It was a dark angel with black wings, and a female angel with brilliant white wings enveloped the dark angel in a gesture of comfort. Around them, deep red and black roses were intertwined. It was like it was telling a story to bridge the chasm between light and darkness. My eyes were glued to the way he moved his body. The muscles in his back bunched together, and his biceps jerked when he pulled his hand back to rub his neck. He cracked it side to side.

He walked towards the news vendor's shop, and his eyes widened at his confirmation. It was an image of him in his flying form, taken from the back. From the image, one could see the back of a man with huge wings, carrying a lady whose face could not be seen, but her legs, part of the dress and her hands were visible. The person blurred out the background so it's not easy to tell where the image was taken and the caption was, 'Do we have an angel walking the earth?'

I thought as I looked at him then lightly trailed my fingers along his face. "Guys, something's wrong with Angel!" Addison said through the link to both Maddox and I. I quickly push my way out of his arms then ran out the back door with Maddox right behind me. My heart broke as soon as I ran out the back door. I saw my poor baby girl knelt down on the ground with her wings wrapped around herself completely. I could hear her crying from here. I couldn't even see her body. All I could see was her beautiful white wings. She completely encased herself with her wings.

Angel says sarcastically before quickening her pace. "Hey! Wait for us, Angel!" Ted shouts as she is already a bit far from us. She ignores Ted and puts on her earphones again, blocking us from her world. She's one annoying and feisty little thing. She opens the door of the gym and walks in. We follow, and I poke Justin.

I just need to figure out how to get these damn chains off my wrists. As I lay here thinking of how to remove my restraints, a second door, that I had not seen before opened with a gust of wind. A man at least seven feet tall, with a thin build, but he is by no means weak, and eyes as black as a starless night sky walked into the room. His skin is pale as death. Black wings protrude from his back forming a ghastly and angelic silhouette. The ends. of his wings form a dripping appearance of what looks like ink coming from the ends. The ink-looking substance turns into a vapor or mist before touching the ground.

“Then who are you marrying? Everyone knows you are madly in love with me. Do you expect them to believe you would choose someone else?” He tilted his head, mockery sharpening his voice. “Besides me, there is only the sixth son. Cassian, the broken-winged one. His wings were shattered in that griffin crash, and he has hidden in the shadow halls ever since. Some say he will never fly again. Some say other things are broken too. What will you do, Elena? Spend your life with an angel who cannot even lift himself into the sky?” The hall laughed again. Just then, Cassian Seraphiel appeared at the entrance in a wheeled chair, pushed by an attendant. His face was pale, and his dark cloak covered the

A shriek came out of her mouth which made Anna look behind to find Aura falling down. "Aura!" Anna panicked and screamed taking her name and jumped off without thinking of the consequence. Suddenly she felt a burning sensation on her back and soon two jet-black wings came out of her back. Each feather has the top part jet black with the hairs or fibers sticking out of the sides, while the end of the edge itself is blood red. Flipping the wings in the air she flies down and catches Aura before she falls into the river of fire.

I could feel the anger rising in her; with a frustrated scream, she exposed her glorious angelic wings, one bright white, tinged with shimmers of light, the other breath-taking ebony tainted with luscious obsidian tips. They were remarkable. In one strong swop of her razor-sharp wings, she cut away at the demonic hands that tore at her before she lifted from the ground and took off in the air following the sounds of the cries. Even in her dream, her wings were remarkable; watching as she flew toward the flames, a cunning grin crawled across my lips; at the centre of her wings, the black and white feathers mixed and entwined, a marble effect painted each feather. Showing that she was not as c

She kept her gaze on Ethan as she swung her waist like she had no bones in them. With the crowd watching her, Ethan was not allowed to get to her. He stood there watching her. He could not deny she was very tempting with the way she was dancing. She made a spin and fell to the ground and Ethan went to her side. She was laughing even though she had a little bruise on her hand from the way she fell. He did not have an option but to carry her from the place as she was now delirious.