Angels Creepypasta Novels & Stories

I want to stay with you as long as I live. Arin - Yes. Off course. Why not. You are just mine. In night Arin thinking that he is an angel. If he will marry with Isla then he loss his all power. But he love Isla and want to marry with her. The God and all angles seeing all things. They decide to talk with Arin about Arin and Isla. It was a full moon night. Angels come to their true form on this night and they cannot assume any other form on this night.So,Arin locked him in a cave.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

The room was abuzz with conversations and laughter, but underneath the veneer of glamor, darkness lurked, ready to pounce. The moment of truth approached, and Jared, Ian, and Scott executed their part of the plan flawlessly. Creating a diversion that captured the attention of security and attendees alike, they drew the focus away from the senator. In the shadows, SAKI and the others capitalized on the distraction, inching closer to their target with utmost caution. The atmosphere was electric, charged with anticipation and trepidation. The Seven-Eyed Dragon Mafia clan was a well-oiled machine, synchronized in their movements, driven by a singular purpose, DEATH.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

He had no idea if it was something that had to do with his memory, the environment or if there was something sinister going on. Angel shared a look with Ash, Cole and Jason. The three men seemed to grow taller as they received his silent message. He strode further and when the old man tried to stop him, Ash pointed a gun to his head. The stench of urine filled the air. Angel need not be told the old man had wet himself. Upon getting to the cottage, Angel kicked the door open, hesitated and strode in. He had no idea what he was hoping to find. He had thought of finding graves but nothing prepared him for what was inside the cottage.

I say kissing him before I went to have a shower and I got dressed for the day. We met everyone in the conference room again that morning to start researching everything we knew on Angelo. Cade and Carter were on the phone with their contacts trying to find out any information that they could on Angelo and I hacked onto the dark web and went to the supernatural site. The one site that only supernatural's could access. I typed in 'Angelo Andres' and a ton of information popped up. Mostly eyewitness accounts. And even though this site was only made active about 20 years ago, there were people on there talking about experiences that they had with him over 200 years ago.

My spine tingled at the strangeness- like my beating heart was too loud for the stillness. The far door at the end creaked open. A tall angel with sunken cheeks entered, gliding across the floor. His eyes were devoid of light. I stood, petrified by his presence. The angel was deathly gray. The air around him froze. “Who is he?” I croaked. Samael tensed, guarding me. I huddled behind his back. The severe angel's raiment sliced open. His pitch black cloak clawed at the air. I suppressed a scream as spindly legs burst from his chest. A thorax emerged from his bowels. Samael gripped my wrists, steadying me.

' He felt a tug on his pant, wasn't the shock enough his eyes were imagining Bozo there In mind 'Wait if it's his imagination why does it feel too real to' He sat on his knees and looked at those eyes, indeed he was not imagining him, he was real, the note tied to his collar was another proof He took their baby boy in his arms, Bozo showered his love on him, showing how much he missed him Shivay chuckled feeling, he was feeling ticklish on his face, he didn't mind the licking though He took the note as soon those words registered his mind he looked at the surrounding, it did ring a bell, how on the earth he failed to notice this It's the same road where he met his Angel for the first time, w

The movement caused a trail of wetness to drip down my thighs. We both parted for air, and their expression of his told it all--The beast was freed from the cage. "Do you want me to fuck you, Angel?" He asked leaning closer and kissing his mark on my neck and grazing his teeth on the sensitive spot. As dirty as his words were I couldn't deny that they affected me as much as the red tint that shaded my cheeks becoming evident on my skin. "Yes," I breathed out, "I want you to....." The completion of my sentence was done by him instead with the question that made every hair on my body to stood up like needles, "Wreck you?"

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.