Novel & Cerita Angelic Warden Creatures Of Sonaria

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

It hummed with a sound that made my teeth ache—the sound of a billion hard drives spinning at once. **The Central Hub.** Standing at the base of the tower was an army. Not wolves. Not humans. They were **Angels**. At least, that’s what they looked like. They were ten feet tall, made of white porcelain, with wings made of fiber-optic cables. They held swords of pure, white light. "The 'Security Subroutines,'" Rowan hissed, his bronze skin beginning to glow with a violet fire. "They’ve come to 'Format' the drive."

“But you’re a werewolf. Vampires hate the taste of werewolves.” Angel shrugs. “The one who caught me, his name was Sebastian, called me something like ‘custos regni’ when he tasted my blood.” I watch as Cara goes pale. “Cara, what is it?” She turns to look at me. “Do you know Latin?” She asks. I shake my head. “No.” “Custos Regni, it means ‘Guardian of the Realm’. It means,” her hands going instinctively to her stomach, protecting her unborn baby, “that they know of us and we, as Guardians, must taste good to them.”

I look around and feel a presence in the room, yet I don't see it. My mother looks around too and then back at me. 'It must be him… this might be more difficult than we expected… You see, he is not a wolf. He is in uncharted territory and worried sick about you. He must have felt your concern and got closer…' 'Who can it be that has this kind of presence? And what is he?' I ask her. The presence is not completely gone, and my heart is pounding fast. 'His name if Seth, and he is the son of Amrafel and Caliope… the leaders of the Angel faction…' She finishes and studies me closely.

I said immediately. Mandira was the leader of the Iras, a species of males only. Short dark coloured creatures that had the longest tail. "Yes of course" he immediately replied, allowing the new topic to change the tension in the room. It was late when we finished, and although Hades wanted to carry me up I insisted on walking on my own. I had spent the whole day resting on his legs after all. I had walked in here on my own and I would be walking out on my own.

"Do you hear that? It's not just the trees. It sounds like... footfalls." Niamh, extending her senses, nodded in agreement. "Multiple entities. And they're approaching fast." Suddenly, a group of ethereal figures emerged from the shadows, their forms shimmering and translucent. Their leader, a tall figure with cascading hair like liquid silver, stepped forward. "Guardians," she began, her voice musical and haunting, "I am Selene, the Echo Warden of this realm. The songs you sang have reverberated through our world, drawing us to you."

“Look, this is cool and all, to find out my father is your Goddess’s son, and to find out where he came from, but I have no intentions on staying here. I am the Luna of the Crimson pack, and I plan on going back to my world once the war here against the Master is won, and we save my mates’ father.” “We can’t allow that.” A voice now says from behind me, and I turn to see no other then the angel named Ariel, whose eyes were as blue as my father had depicted in the bedtime stories he would tell me. Ariel was for sure the most angelic looking of them all, and when he stepped to his brothers’ sides, it was clear that he was the one that was running the show here without their Goddess, but he was

Winter Wards (Harrow, Sephian, Zeenon) “It would appear as though her majesty summons us” “What ever is the matter now?” “We’ve only just woken up, that war really took a toll on our magic Sephian, we need more time to rest” “I know but it is not anything of great subsequence, she simply wishes us to oversee the birth of Mali’s and Adriel’s pup so we can ensure the pup is untainted from her dark magic, if the pup is clean then we give it to Adriel and Mali returns to captivity”

What if Evangeline used him against them? Suddenly, Lucian stopped, his senses alert. "Listen." Aria held her breath, straining to hear. A low, guttural growl echoed through the air, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps. "Gargolyles," Lucian said, his voice low. "Ancient creatures, guardians of the Spire. They're fiercely territorial." They prepared for battle, their senses heightened. The gargolyles emerged from the shadows, their bodies a grotesque blend of stone and flesh, their eyes glowing with an eerie green light. They were massive creatures, their wings spanning the width of the narrow path.