Angelic Hunter 소설 & 이야기

He said. I just sat there completely in shock. Then I grabbed my champagne and chugged the class before setting it back on the table. Damien just smiled at me, trying to hide his laughter. “I don’t see how any of this is funny… Do you realize who I am?” I hissed. “Snow, trust me, I know everything there is to know about you.” He said. “No, I don’t think you understand… I am a Hunter. A VAMPIRE HUNTER… You are a Vampire. I’m supposed to kill you. Why would the gods make me your gifted mate? It just doesn’t make sense.” I said.

Feeling the pain flow through me, my eyes opened wide and I heard a shriek. "ANGELA!" ***** Well, well, well, what was it? Will she die? Or will someone save her? Bloom M.

“Angel?” The almost simultaneous reaction of the hunters, except for Hugo. They couldn’t believe Tyler was their age. Their friend was an angel. “He’s a pure angel. One of the best soldiers of Archangel Michael,” said Josh. “Whoa! I do not know what to say,” said Damon. Kyra couldn’t speak. She just stared at Tyler. “What does an angel do in the world of men?” Cael asked. “Are people really sinners and God sent an angel to end the world?” said Raven.

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"

"Hey!" Hunter exclaims when we step into the room, covering his junk with his hands. Angelique squeals when she catches a glimpse of his naked body but I bury her face in my chest so she doesn't see that horrifying shit again, "What the hell? Shouldn't you be sleeping in the middle of the dessert?"

Giovanni sneered. "Say whatever you want," Hunter replied, his voice steady and calm. "Alright, have it your way," Giovanni shot back, pulling out a gun and aiming it at them. "So, who should I take out first? The Angel or the Demon?" He shifted the gun back and forth between them, savoring the moment. Terrified, Aleah clung tightly to Hunter’s arm. Without missing a beat, Hunter pulled her behind him, shielding her with his body. "Zen... what do we do?" Aleah whispered, panic creeping into her voice.

At the center, the Archivist floats, her body a conduit for the void, her voice a siren song erasing warriors mid-swing. The Hunter loads his gun. "You sure?" I cock the storm-gun. "I'm done running." We charge. --- **The Final Verse** The Archivist sees us coming. "*Fools!* You can't kill a god!" "We're not here for the god," the Hunter snarls. "We're here for the *priest*." He fires. The bullet tears through her mosaic face, glass shards scattering. She screams, the void in her unraveling. I aim at the rift above her-a pulsating wound in the sky. The static in me surges, merging with the storm-gun's charge.

He answered shortly. “Who are you?” I demanded immediately. “Cael.” He responded. “My turn?” “In a second. What are you?” I finished. “An angel.” He responded with a grin. “Now, my turn.” “The huntresses will not seek you out. While they are ruthless, they follow orders. They have been ordered to stand down. The vampires around you are not all they seem. Some will join you; others will seek to destroy you.” “O…. k” I stammered confused. “So, the fallen-children hunters will not kill me. What about Torvi?” I immediately regretted mentioning her to a stranger.

He sat in his seat and leaned back, waiting for my answer. Hunter straightened and tensed. I could see his muscles flex as if he were preparing for an attack. I gave him a meaningful look, and he finally leaned back in his seat. The last thing I wanted was to become the reason for another fight. Taking a deep breath, I stood up. "I am a Nephilim. I am a descendant of the Archangel Camael," I said, and a wave of gasps and muttering spread across the room. Alpha Cyrus raised his eyebrows. "Damn… You sure look fuckable for an abomination." Ash bared his teeth in a deadly growl, and Cyrus instantly raised his hands in surrender. Hunter's claws rose, and he looked like he was going to rip Cyrus's