Angel Witch Novels & Stories

It's not his first time seeing me and Tyler like this… The girl didn't move either—trapped between Ryker’s iron hold. Then— “Ryker…” a small voice called from behind me. I turned. There was another girl standing near the pillars—one I hadn't even noticed until now. My eyes scanned her fast. Tanned skin, black hair, undertones of yellow in her eyes. The scent hit my nostrils instantly: rosemary, sage, smoke. A witch. “Ryker… you fuck witches now?” I said, staring at her with a smirk. “I'm Angela, Ryker’s doctor,” she countered subtly, stepping forward.

I said, trying so hard to defend myself. " You think so? Do you really think so? You must be silly that I'll let you kill Angel, she is way too innocent for your bad behaviour," she said. She searched the room and left after she was done. I turned back and saw Angel looking at me. " I didn't do it. She is trying so hard to make me look bad, and I can not even defend myself right now," I shrugged my shoulders. She took her pad and wrote something on it.

We were sitting inside Deena's living room, and I'd spent the last two hours telling her everything. The festival. The hotel. Emilio. Ophelia. And most importantly...Azrael. When I finally told her who Angel really was, Deena stared at me for almost thirty seconds. “So wait...your Mr. Angel is the Azrael Valchini?!” I nodded, taking a sip of wine. “You've heard of him?” “Girl! Who hasn't! He's like one of the richest men in the world right now thanks to some tech software program.” Now that surprised me. With everything that's been going on, I hadn't had the chance to do a full background check on him. So he's also a tech genius?

She scolds angrily and I laugh, waiting till she’s in front of me and panting, her hair getting tamed back by her palms. I give a chortle when she’s done with that and glaring offensively at me, about to attack. “What was that all about, huh? And oh, where is she?” She switches to peering around in search of Elaine when I recall the recent happenings and moving closer to her. “Angie, is there something about Elaine you haven’t informed me yet?” Silence. Angie goes still, indeed confirming my suspicions and I stare intently at her, not allowing her to avert her eyes. “Tell me, who is Elaine?” “She’s called the ‘Psycho Witch’”.

I continued, “If you and my brother are fucking, I swear I will have your blood on my hands. I’ve killed hundreds of people before, you’ll just be another one of them. You should never long to see me angry, ever?” Angel started shaking at the mention of me killing people. She struggled letting her sobs come out, I was still blocking her windpipe. She was on the brink of collapsing, so I let her go. I'm not planning to kill her, at least as of yet. I watched her grasp for air, holding her throat. After she balanced the oxygen in her body, she started wailing. “If you don't open this door now Ace, I'm going to break it. Leave Angel alone, it's not her fault!” Luis mumbled, still fighting a los

As if he was caught in the flames from a dragon's lungs and there was no escape. The rain that fell did nothing to extinguish them either. Damascus closed his eyes and let the feeling overwhelm his sense. That was until he felt that he was no longer alone. Damascus slowly opened his eyes, and his vision was filled with the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes. Light shown from behind her and cast what looked to be gold wings coming from her back. Damascus had never heard of a golden dragon before. He wondered if the woman who looked like an angel was in fact one. One that had come to take him to his grandmother.

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

' Addanc's fearful voice snapped our heads to his direction, his eyes wide in disbelief. 'I will be your undoing Addanc, for I live in this body now. ' Tamara's voice had changed totally, sounding angelic and supernatural. Her eyes glowed and changed to a magnificent brown - tinged gray much like Mimi's while she was telling us about the prophecy. 'You..you..' Addanc stammered out the words, his eyes blinking and unblinking in shock. 'Today I come to her defence, for she is only part witch and part me. My power flows in her and soon she will avenge for the death you brought upon my innocent creation. '

Hello lovely fans. Thank you for always supporting me. Let’s see what happens today! Once the apple of her parents’ eyes The heir to the pack Petra’s angel goddaughter Now Warinth’s new friend Because of her bravery She leaves her protective cocoon And our angel is taken Straight to hell! PenaciousShewa

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.