Angels Creepypasta Novels & Stories

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

Angle clutches her heart. “Oh, this is going to be so much fun.” Melchor says, laughing manically as growls grow from the forest. Out from the trees walks four hellhounds, but not just that, they are accompanied with two Vragrins; my fathers personal overgrown pet demonbirds. They are not supposed to be able to leave Amar, but he must have found a way, clearly. “Oh for fuck sake.” Angel says, looking at the company the men have gotten, as the new men who came with the animals. “You two are going to be a lot of trouble, aren’t you?”

I just kept digging. From noon until sunset, I dug a hole over a meter deep. Exhausted, I collapsed into the pit, staring up at the blood-red sky, letting out a weak, hollow laugh. My voice was so hoarse that it barely came out, but the despair in my laughter couldn’t be suppressed. Then suddenly, a figure appeared above the edge of the pit. I froze. I rubbed my eyes hard and then stared at that face, as if afraid it would disappear. Joy flooded my expression. It was Rachel.

he whispered huskily. He ran a hand along my jawline and I hissed in pain retracting from his hand. He frowned at me before he raised a hand and slapped me across the face. "For an angel, you sure are weak and pathetic. No wonder your own mate doesn't want anything to do with you. I don't even know why the guy that paid us wants you in the first place" he spat at me and walked out of the room. "You're lucky he wants you untouched and alive" one of the other men in the room mumbled.

“Okay, well, what about Demons? Fairies? Angels? Trolls? Shifters?…” “Not really, as there aren’t that many of them around anymore. No one has seen an Angel in over a thousand years same goes for Demons…” Again Nathaniel answers Skylar's questions. “Well, according to one of these files, they have found them… And a lot of them, all different species... However, the only one they haven’t managed to get their hands on was the Angel, but they know who and where he is.” “So, what are their numbers?” “It doesn’t say numbers but there is a note attached to the bottom that each time they attack a clan, a pack or any group of supernaturals they take the strongest and the ones that would be the best

“This is our holy grounds made by purification, you are not allowed here.” “You had something—rather someone purified here? Something’s going on with heaven after all. You hear that Crocell? Maybe they have answers.” Lev raised a brow and sat down the sofa, legs crossed. “Crocell?” “So there was definitely something going on.” I deadpanned and the angel averted his eyes. Ah angels—if I do enjoy tainting things, angels we’re on the top of that list. They are pretty high on energy and fearful little creatures. I could live for months with what I can get. “Why are you here?”

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

It was just his thing. Angels also did dirty jobs. Ohh yes, in every good, there had to be a bad egg to spoil the crate but even the bad Angels never came here. Instead they sent their slaves - humans - or better still, if they had demon allies, they sent them to do their dirty works for them, because sending a human in here was only asking for death, their blood was intoxicating and they could be easily identified, demons and Angels could easily smell out a human.

I was more than happy to oblige. I quickly removed my clothes and went to her. I maneuvered her with her ass high in the air and I entered her from behind. I was an ass man, and she had the nicest damn ass. I slapped her cheeks greedily as the lights started to flicker on and off in the house. “What the fuck?” I heard someone say. Travis answered, “apparently it happens when two angels fuck.” “They’re angels? I thought she was a vampire.” The same voice said.

He asked me while brushing his knuckles on my cheek. "I was wrong about you all. Angels are monsters. You will do exactly what your brothers and sisters did to the other Spirituals. They raped those creatures for their pleasure and left them with the hybrid children. You are a monster. You Angels were the reason behind the chaos. Not the Spirituals or their hybrid children." I yelled at him angrily. I knew it would anger him. And anger can make anyone make mistakes. I was waiting for him to make a mistake. I knew ways to slip into other realms. I just needed to free myself from his hold. But his hold was firm and I couldn't even move. For the first time in my life, I felt so helpless. I was