Angel Wings Fallen Novels & Stories

Those wings looked scary, at least in Reiji's eyes, not that he would voice it out loud. "Fallen Angels are Angels that have fallen from the grace of God due to having "impure thoughts" that divert them from the teachings of the God in the Bible. The leaders of Grigori were tempted by human women and had fallen after having sex with them. And despite being cast out of Heaven, Fallen Angels can still use the power of light." - Akeno explained seriously to the men, they just paid attention. They were shocked, they didn't know about that except for Reiji because of family circumstances.

I go to stand up, only to immediately fall on my ass as my entire center of gravity is thrown off by a heaviness I don't recognize in my back. I reach behind me, trying to find the culprit, and I'm met with…feathers? I look behind me and see, yep, okay, literal enormous ass wings. As black as a raven's but as big as…I don't know what, but they were fucking huge. A cool wind blows, rustling the feathers and sending an intense shiver down my spine. I touch them where I can reach, and I shudder; gods, it tickles like someone running a light touch across the back of my neck. 'Well. That was unexpected.' Tamisra says in my head, and I internally glare at her before I look at Aylin.

Seeming to have trouble with her own seatbelt, Angel looked alarmed as he dropped down onto his knees before her and gripped her knees, forcing her legs apart. “If fucking you a second time is what it takes for me not to be a player, then I’d be happy to oblige,” he rumbled deep in his throat, offering her a gaze filled with desire. His fingers squeezed her knees, silently urging her to feel his sudden need to have her. His wolf instantly began to react to the way her knees squeezed against his sides, almost urging him between her legs. The beast was ready and raring to go, one step away from howling his desire for all to hear. It was a good thing they were miles up in the air and only the p

I stop at the entrance of the room and see her pacing holding her head, tears pouring down her face. Her thoughts are a jumbled mess as I attempt to sift through them. Images of Cyrus with one of the she-wolves, Primly laughing. The worst of all is her picturing Cyrus mark someone else. I can feel her heart break slightly. Then she whips around and slams her fist down, and a scream escapes her that rattles the territory. The bed is instantly engulfed in flames, but that’s not what catches my attention. Andricia's skin is glowing, and two giant white wings now hang off her back. They are completely extended until suddenly she falls limp, and they disappear back into her back. Her skin was no

- Samael whispered, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her neck, stepping down onto the bare shoulder. It was too much. Nadir felt great anger and pushed him away from her, slapping hard in the face. - Don't you dare to touch me ever again.- she hissed, staring at him with her eyes flashing lightning bolts. Samael groaned in pain and his eyes turned blood red, then he began to tremble. Two enormous jet-black wings rose from his back, a wild cry escaped from his chest, and his face contorted with fury. Nadir knew that she was dead, because what was happening to Samael now was called the Wrath of the Fallen Angel. During this attack, rational thinking was cut off and only instinct

A powerful one. "Is that...?" Verenya whispered. I watched the falling light twist and spin toward the earth, glowing with heat and glory and sorrow. Feathers burned to gold. Grace unraveling in a firestorm. A fallen angel. Falling... not randomly. Falling toward Seralyn Keep. I smiled slowly and glanced at my sister goddess. "Interesting," I murmured. "Another piece on the board." Verenya arched a brow. "Yours?" "Oh no," I said, smirking. "I haven't touched the angels in centuries. This one's falling by choice."

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.

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

She grabbed the end of his shirt and pulled it up. "We shouldn't do this. It is not right." He said and removed her hands from his shirt. The pain in her chest returned with vengeance, it hurt even more. "Of course he does not want a psychopath." She said to herself. She pushed his chest back and stumbled away from him. "Are you okay?" He grabbed her shoulders as she nearly fell down.