Angel Wings Fallen Novels & Stories

His cold demeanor seemed to warn others to keep their distance, but his breathtaking handsomeness begged them to come closer. As he stepped out of the jet, the last rays of sunlight danced across his face, casting an ethereal glow. For a moment, he seemed like an angel descending from heaven, his beauty leaving onlookers awestruck and breathless. The air around him vibrated with an aura of power, wealth, and mystery. His gaze swept across the surroundings, his eyes lingering on nothing and no one. He moved with purpose, his strides confident and calculated, leaving a trail of wonder in his wake.

Everyone got terrified. "Woah...!" I exclaimed when the guy was looking more like an angel as he got up again. He roared very loud to the sky and the next thing was something no one saw. I saw Phoenix lying on the ground as I got pulled up higher and higher into the sky. I could see my mother in distress and all the other witches beneath my feet while the Angel guy was taking me away. I could detach myself from him but..it seemed like... going with him would stop the fray at the chamber. I looked up at him and...his green glowing eyes seemed so beautiful. He wasn't scowling or... doing anything else but ...just eloping with me. I continued to look at him until he took me so high to the highe

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

That will have a lot of free snacks! My wings fluttered again, them not looking at all the same like the other angels. Many female angels donned large white and ivory wings, while mine held a hint of gold at the tips. I inched forward, only to have a few stares and their walks continued like there wasn’t a care in the world. I let out a sigh. No one was out to get me. There was no evil here out in the open with too many angels around.

On the side of his chest, against his smooth, warm skin, was a dark, intricate tattoo. My gaze slowed, focusing on it completely now, drawn in by the depth of it. The figure of a fallen angel stretched across his side, the wings wide but broken, the feathers dark and uneven, as though they had been torn apart. There was something painfully beautiful about it. The way the angel’s body was slightly lowered, like it had fallen from something higher… like it had lost something it could never get back. I found myself staring longer than I should have, my earlier embarrassment fading into something softer… something heavier.

With a dull boom, dazzling fireworks exploded across the night sky, shattering into millions of starlights before slowly falling away. The shifting light painted Victor’s profile in flickers of brightness and shadow, like something out of a dream. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as he murmured, “Do you like it? I prepared this just for you.” I stared at the brilliant yet fleeting display, and an uncontrollable sadness hit me. This grand beauty felt just like the time I had with Victor; it was gorgeous but destined to disappear.

she cried and he saw the sincerity in her eyes. Zanea fell on the ground and his wings suddenly vanished and he slowly became a human. He felt that he was starting to feel weak and he knew he was also going to die, as the punishment for killing Blake. But he didn't care all he could feel was pain and regret.

he asked. “Yes, Sir,” she said, it came out like a whisper. She licked her lips as she looked at his cock and Zane almost changed his plan and instead fed her his cock. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it, no matter how seductive his angel looked. “You have been a bad angel, you did something you know you shouldn’t have done,” he told her in a stern voice. “Yes, Sir.” “Your punishment will be twenty swats on your ass while being tied down and unable to move. If you are a good angel for the first ten, I will give you the last ten as I fuck you. Do you understand?”

"I am deeply and truly sorry, angel. Please find it in your heart to forgive me." His fingers lightly slid up her arm to the tiny sleeve of her nightwear and he slowly pulled the sleeve off her shoulder, replacing his fingers with his lips and she almost hissed in pleasure. "Greg..." She tried to speak but it only came out as a weak whisper. "Greg I..." She stiffened and felt him freeze behind her as they were interrupted by Cameron's loud wail.

Knowing Theodore won't let me go, I thought of an idea. I took off the sheets from my bed and took out all the other sheets I had in the closet at tied them to each other. Holding up both ends of the 'rope' I had managed to make out of the sheets, I tied one end to the metal bars at the balcony pulling at it to make sure it was sturdy. I dropped the other end to the ground and carefully climbed down but still managed to scrape my knee a couple of times and land on the ground with a huge thud. I held my breath and froze. I hope no one heard it....Wrong!