Angelic Cover Novels & Stories

~Cover my eyes Cover my ears Tell me these words are a lie It cant be true That I'm losing you The sun cannot fall from the sky Can you hear heaven cry Tears of an angel Tears of Tears of an angel Tears of an angel~ When I finally reached my destination there she was, standing on her toes covered with colorful socks trying to place a box on top of a wardrobe. Her hair was a messy of fading curls dispersed in every direction, being tied down by a white clip. Black long sleeves crop top with White shorts exposing her tights felt my blood pressure dropping below average.

"Why are you still fucking stood there!?" Angel snarled furiously. Shielding me from him as if he had seen me naked. Hearing me cry out in pleasure might as well have been the same thing In angels eyes. "Why the fuck were you touching her!?" Cole snapped back at him murderously. "She's mine!" Angel growled out slowly, his lycan rising like a wild beast. I knew if he escaped he would go into bloodlust, he would shred Cole to smithereens before using his bones to sharpen his teeth on.

Shirley went on home. Azriel didn’t miss the flight… She actually took it, saw Shirley at the airport and avoided her. She had her reasons though. She had found the identity of the angel of death, and that saddened her. Professor Wake texted her the name of the Lineage of Rebekah, who readily handed her descendants to the angel of death to avenge herself. In every generation of Rebekah’s descendants, one girl is choses by the angel of death has his vessel to carry out Rebekah’s Will. The vessel gets abilities, and white hair as a result and employs the name “Angelus Mortis” which translates from latin to English as the Angel of Death. Hence, Shirley Angelus Mortis. Azriel had decided to app

Camille said, her voice sounding more shrill than usual. Chiara overcame her urge to cover her ears, instead, she picked a book from the bookcase. Camille's voice was like scraping nails across a metal door. It was very irritating and annoying. "Like I said, you made your talents work for you." She returned the book to the shelf and turned to face the glass windows. She headed towards the ceiling to floor glass windows and stood before it. It provided a great view of the city which she admired. "You should be careful with the way you speak to me. I can make sure your business with Adrian never happens."

"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.

- I ask Michael POV As we arrive at the club Angel lets us in. He is one of my brother’s most trusted security guard. I’ve known him for years now. He told us that the girls were already inside. “There’s Beth” - Logan says and I nod my head. We walk to the bar and I see a beautiful woman with fiery red hair. She is definitely fire. She is wearing a short back dress and I can feel my pants getting tighter. What the hell? Logan walks to her and hugs her. When she turns around I am met by the most intense grey eyes. She is stunning.

NOELLE I'm still trembling when he pulls his fingers away, and I whine at the loss, my hips jerking after him. His eyes are dark, his chest heaving. But he's scanning the boutique, his nostrils flaring. "Angel," he rasps, his voice husky. "We need to move. The New Order might be close. The incense—" Rage ignites under my skin instantly. I shove myself off the wall, my legs shaky. "No."

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.