Angelic Monsters Novels & Stories

Only after death do restless spirits cross the boundaries between worlds and appear here at the first level. “Reive, we aren’t dead, are we?” I exclaimed, clinging to him. “No, little one,” he said, embracing my waist with one arm and turning me to the road paved with glossy tiles. “Why’re you so afraid?” “But see...” I muttered, lifting my head. There really wasn’t any sky. No stars, no clouds, no moon. “Monsters live here.” “Don’t worry, Angelina, it’s okay” he said calmly, looking somewhere into the distance, where two red points were glowing. “If you don’t bother them, they won’t hurt you.”

"No, it's more than that! Did you see them before they even knew we were their mates? As soon as I dropped down to his side and you stopped fighting, they did too! No one came anywhere near us or tried to hurt us while I was kneeling at his side. We were both distracted.... They had the perfect opportunity to take us both out!... They didn't! We came here, onto their property, we killed their people just to try to take an innocent baby away from his parents.... Why do you think we've always been told we can't go to heaven?.... It's not because they're the monsters, because they have a heaven! They have a God, the Moon Goddess!... We don't, we don't have a fucking God because we're the goddam

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

Now the stampede that had gone where trumping back. Feral felt his spine run cold at the sight of hundreds of angels, four-winged, five-winged spread forth their wings within the sky as they speedily besieged them. His knees buckled slightly as the horror approached but he was a step faster and directly slammed the door closed. They had to escape. NOW!

Monique’s face twitched. That man had a meaningful look in his eyes, she knew his question had not been a literal one. What a pervert and a bully… “Daddy, you’re amazing!” Angel praised, and her eyes had been gleaming. Henry looked at Angel, he smiled and said, “Angel is much more sensible.” Monique snorted, “What’s so amazing about it, I can do it too.” “Really?” He raised his brows. “Angels are subject not only to God but also to Christ, who is described as hereafter to return to judgment.” Monique explained.

Charlatan screams in fear. When it was finally formed it looked and had the same body as Charlatan, which was its origin but it was one head unlike Charlatan who had many heads... It rushed to the group of angels but the angels were really strong because it suddenly caught fire without even getting close to five meters from the angels, which is why Charlatan just screamed and screamed as if he was very scared. After a few words, the angels spoke at the same time, "PURIFICATION!" The angels promised at the same time and suddenly a very bright beam directly hit the Monster and it screamed even louder...

I want to live; even if it's a fucked up world that I'm living in, filled with betrayal and monsters, I still wish to breathe. The sun is so beautiful, but maybe I shouldn't have left the mountain? Perhaps I should have stayed. This world belongs to the angels now, and most of them are monsters. Not all of them, but it seems as if human blood corrupts them, makes them see red. I shake my head, forcing the idea of angels being monsters out of my head. Adam wasn't a monster. He made bad choices, just like John chose to eat Amy and Bailey. But... Adam could control himself; how?

Lucifer said smiling… Metatron suddenly became engulfed in purple like flame, his hair to feet was covered in this flame and slowly a flame ball like the sun began to form in his hand, Michael was shocked “He has his powers back” Michael said “Don’t talk, fight” Metatron said and suddenly there was a loud crashing sound and the Angels turned to see somebody in a black gloak covered in a hood, he removed the hood to reveal his face, it was Bazel. Leviathans are the only creatures Angels fear talk less of having the two most powerful Leviathans in the room at the same time against three Angels

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.