Angelic Notes Novels & Stories

Bright, shimmering gold. I was the only person in the entire room wearing anything remotely colorful… well except Orion. He’s in a creme suit, a total contrast to his usual choice of black tuxedos. Before I could make sense of it, the sound of a trumpet suddenly echoed through the house. I blinked. Was that… a trumpet? The rich, ceremonial notes floated through the room, immediately drawing everyone’s attention. “That’s our cue,” Angel said with a smile. She took Chloe’s hand and started heading toward a hallway on the left side of the mansion.

Aurelian did not react. He did not question. But he did not look away. A shift occurred. Not in the world below. Within him. Small. Almost unnoticeable. A delay. A moment where no command filled the space. Aurelian should have concluded the observation. He did not. He continued. A voice broke the stillness. Not from Earth. From Heaven. “Aurelian.” He turned instantly. An Archangel stood behind him. Its form was identical in perfection, yet its presence carried greater weight. Its wings extended further, its light more concentrated, its existence more defined by authority.

Corinne POV The heavy notes of the song “Angel” filled the hall, and my body began to sink toward the floor in controlled movements, as if I was melting the weight of the music into every motion. My fingers brushed the cold wood, then slid slowly up along my legs as my head tilted back in a seductive arch.

Angel stood up from her seat and went among the dancing people. Angel removed her navel so that his long and beautiful hair fell down. Angel also removed her cloak and opened the two buttons of her vest as if she were being washed. Angel raised both of her arms above her head and waved her hands. Twisting and turning while grinding down like a madman stroking his hair, Angel noticed that the people dancing had moved aside to give him a wide space. Angel suddenly felt something on his waist, and when he turned his gaze to it, he immediately noticed a hand wrapped around it.

:⁠-⁠$ Xavier what are you about to do with your Angel? ser feliz 🌹

ⓂMasonⓂ "Eyes on your girl." - Carl My happy mood dispersed as soon as I read the message. I looked at Angel and she was looking at me with concern in her big dopey eyes. I smiled at her in a reassuring manner and said, "Go to your school, Angel, otherwise you'll be late." "Okay, bye," she was smiling again. I was feeling so relieved to see her back to herself. "Bye, Cherry and take care of yourself and remember to ca--"

“I go by Mischief now.” Mischief grasped the Addict’s arm, swinging him to his feet and then in a wide arc. The angels’ wings wrapped around each other, as they slow danced to the song that had been played for me, close and intimate. Then the Addict purred. I blinked. Angels purred when they were happy…? Or maybe only when they were hard-on happy…? Either way, that was hot. “Zophia or Mischief, I care only that you’re here,” the Addict murmured. “The sorceres—”

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.