Angels Flight Novels & Stories

“Demons and Angels all around will speak of your feats you have accomplished and marvel in your strength. How could you be so blind to that? How come you won’t accept you are worthy?” Jasmine opened her mouth to speak, but the speaker went off announcing their flight was boarding so she just grabbed her things and they walked to their gate. The plane started to board to Gabriel’s discomfort. He fell from the sky, but flying in an enclosed contraption made him nervous. He held the arm seat afraid of the turbulence. Jasmine looked over seeing him squeeze the seat as his eyes closed tight.

“You didn’t think I would actually ascend so soon, did you? I don’t need your apology. My children whom I’ve lost, my children who died and my children who are eternally lost, I have no one to blame but myself. However, if any of the gods are directly involved, then it would be your karma.” She unfurled her wings and flew back to her palace. As she did, she passed several statues of creatures with one eye and several wings covering their eye. Others were a humanoid figure with a blindfold over their eyes and large wings that covered a part of the heavenly court. Those were the angels. They were in a perpetually inactive state until they were summoned or activated. If an Angel was present or

“Everything has been taken care of Cordelia, so I’m positive that you'll be alright.” “Thank you so much Mr Smith” Cordelia said in a quavering voice. It’s been 2 months since Cordelia lost her parents to a tragic plane crash, on their way back from the Netherlands. And now, it had finally dawned on her, that she would need to go through life all alone. Cordelia was already running late for her trip, her flight was slated for 1:00pm, and it was already 11:54am, and it took more than thirty minutes to get to the airport without traffic, and so Mr Smith hurried her up to leave.

The angels each had six, ten, and twelve wings, attacking Wilbur from different directions. "You're just in time!" Wilbur roared furiously. The number of wings affected the angels' flying speeds, and Wilbur took advantage of the difference as he launched two attacks in succession and smashed the angels with six and ten wings to dust. Yet just then, the twelve-winged angel was right in front of him. It raised the long sword in its grasp, bringing it down against Wilbur's head. The angel moved too quickly for Wilbur to avoid it, and he grabbed the long sword as he glowered at the angel. In the next second, both the angel and its sword were absorbed into the white gloves.

Zack wasn't much surprised at how fast Ken learned it all because he always knew how capable his friend was. There was a river ahead, Zack guided Ken on how to cross it, "So, make the density of my lower half less than water's...Ah, pretty easy man!!" Ken did cross the river with much ease. They reached the shadow unit of the Angels of the Burning Sun at 5:50. "Thank God we made it in time," said Ken. "From up the hill, it looks like there's nothing but once you climb down there's a whole base" Zack looked around.

They finished their drinks and headed out, piling into a waiting black SUV. The city blurred past in streaks of neon as they arrived at Dirty Angels. Elizabeth's stomach gave a small flip, she was sure this was the spot Marisol had inherited a share in after her family's messy estate. She didn't know if Marisol had claimed it yet, hadn't heard anything definitive. She said nothing, letting the thought slide away.

I gasped for breath from the physical exhaustion this caused, but I held back and took deep breaths until the floodgates of heaven itself opened. I looked up and felt relief. Finally, angels began to literally fall from the sky. This time there were many more angels than the gods had sent when the banshees appeared. I immediately realized that this was different, and I could feel a new, divine, and totally atypical energy around me. Azael approached me and looked at me proudly. “They took a long time to arrive,” I said with annoyance, and he just smiled. “You learned to fly out of necessity, and you do it excellently,” he said, ignoring my words, which made me frown at him. “Your son will lo

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

He took great care not to touch its wings as he tried to help it take flight once more. Damascus quietly whispered words of encouragement as it flapped it wings. The dove stopped and looked up at him as if it understood everything he had been saying. Damascus stopped talking and stared back at it. Suddenly the dove flapped its wings and left the cradle of his hands. It flew up and hovered for a moment. As if silently thanking him.

That will have a lot of free snacks! My wings fluttered again, them not looking at all the same like the other angels. Many female angels donned large white and ivory wings, while mine held a hint of gold at the tips. I inched forward, only to have a few stares and their walks continued like there wasn’t a care in the world. I let out a sigh. No one was out to get me. There was no evil here out in the open with too many angels around.