Angelic Hunter Novels & Stories

Questions and exclamations filled the air, and Angel struggled not to cringe under the scrutiny of the entire pack. Why couldn't I have just controlled myself? she asked herself. She was surprised when Layon ignored the pack and wandered over to nuzzle his snout into her cheek, offering her a lick before he turned and began to shift back into his human form. Fearful of their gazes, Angel remained in wolf form, pressing herself against Layon's bare leg even as he addressed the pack. "Angel Hale is the traitor's daughter no more! She is my mate, the mate of the next pack alpha!"

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

“What about Victor?” I glanced down at the miserable man in the pit, saying, “Him? He’s finished. There’s no such person in the Medici family anymore.” Vincenzo’s voice turned sharp. “Don’t underestimate him. I suggest you put a bullet in him.” I paused for a moment before slowly raising the gun again, aiming at Victor. “As you wish,” I replied softly. With a bang, the gunshot rang out, startling a flock of crows from the trees.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

Every day I cried for you, thinking the Goddess was showing me what could have been, but she was actually showing me what was to come. Your birth mother was an angel, and your birth father a demon. I was near a river I often visited when I heard your mother's sobs. She was clutching you, and when we locked eyes with me, she handed you to me and grabbed my hand, showing me everything that had happened through her touch. Your father was a demon, and despite their races, they were madly in love. Your father is the King of the Underworld. An angel's highest rank is a guard of the Gods and Goddesses themselves; your mother was the daughter of Jeremiel, one of those guards.

Hunter ran down the stairs just as Angie’s head tilted back. “NO!” I heard Hunter scream a second before he grabbed her arm, twisted and ripped it off her body. “HOLY FUCK!” I yelled, jumping up. Hunter shoved his fingers in her shoulder and pinched her artery as more hospital staff ran into the room. Angie was trying to push Hunter off her, screaming with so much anger in her eyes that I wasn’t sure I knew who she was. “Anyone who has those capsules could possibly be a part of this.” Luca’s voice got deep with a hint of restraint anger.

I was squinting too because eight headlights were flashing right at us—a beacon of bright light from a fucking lighthouse, as intense as a police interrogation. And the silhouette in the middle, as glaring as the confrontational spotlight put on us, was none other than the angel of Ethan’s new hell: my father’s sharpest blade. Hunter Black. In all his silver-white perfection and casual darkness. And he looked extremely pissed. “Do you know them?” Asked Ethan. It was then I saw the others—half of the clan—all Hunter’s men—equally guarding, equally pissed, standing behind him, ready for an attack. And my own anger skyrocketed.

I agreed to listen closely and keep an open mind. “First you need to know, I am not who you think I am. I am an angel. I was sent here to make sure you stayed away from Damien and Lucifer. Things changed when I met you and I fell in love with you. Ramiel came today to tell me that someone has been hunting down angels looking for him and myself. There is a place called Halo it is basically a spa and day club for angels to hang out in. Whoever this person is managed to get past security and infiltrate Halo. They killed everyone there. All the angels and all the humans who worked there. We think it was Damien and we think he was trying to find you.” I could tell he was serious the emotion roll

Closing my eyes, I almost fall asleep under her gentle care, except that my thoughts are spinning wildly. Hunter is Hazardous. I can’t separate the two because they are the same person. While I might be open to marrying Hunter some day, can I also marry the mobster too? “Are you ready, Sweetie,” Angelique’s voice calls from the next room. “The water’s warm.”