Angels Flight Novels & Stories

she asked. "Hmm? Oh, I don't have any idea," Angel replied cluelessly. They quickly made their way to the private plane that they would be taking to Australia. Chelsea felt uneasy as they boarded the plane. Angel noticed and asked, "Is there a problem?"

city of Florence was too beautiful. Too golden. Too poetic for the kind of life he wants to live. And poetry? It can’t save you from the mafia. Angel chewed his lips. He wants to go back to America. Period. Angel’s legs moved fast. His head was down but vigilant. Hands tucked into the long sleeves of his white stretchable shirt. His boots tapped against the cobblestone with urgency. His long necklace swayed slightly with every step. Eyes darting. ‘Where are they?’

"THEN FUCKING DO SOMETHING, NIMROD!" "I'LL GET HELP!" Daniel riffled through the drawers to his little pulpit and pulled out a key ring with a thousand keys on it. A couple of wafers of ambrosia fell out on the floor as I hunched down, screaming as my fingers blackened. Underneath was tanned skin, and I couldn't tell if that was a good or bad thing. An ear fell off, and Daniel looked like he was going to vomit. "Oh fuck this!" Angels, as a rule of thumb, did not reveal their true selves when humans were around, alive or dead.

Mark handed over the bag to her when they were with the rest, she knew the bag contained a lot but it was so light He carried her up bridal style. "Are you ready?" He asked her. She nodded and his wings came wide. Shawn's brown wings became wide too and so did Kevin's. Without further delay, the Angels started flying. They flew so fast, Kiara could feel the harsh wind on her skin, it did not touch her face because Mark protected her face with his arms. They did not stop. They kept flying and when they finally came to a halt, Mark gently placed Kiara down where she was standing. She looked around and she was flabbergasted.

***** I want the baby to grow and be good, even as a vampire, so I need to find him a good family, I fly around the city of England in my invisible form looking for a perfect family that desires a child, but it is harder than it looks, I just need a middle-class family not too rich and not to poor, I saw a church, where is best to look for a perfect family, I fly inside, I bask in its holiness, I love the holy ground, the church was empty, as I move around looking as the design of on the window, humans are really talented, I have not yet been assign to turn into a human, all Angels have to pass two tests before you because a higher rank angel, one, you have to be a guardian angel of a human

Chapter: 5. ****** The Ceruleanians are known as the White-winged and to the mortals; angels, the bringers of Goodwills, and messengers of the Third Heavens. They Ruled over the Earth and served directly under the Third Heavens. They were the first celestial beings to be created by the Third Heavens after the Gods created the Heavens and Earth. They Ruled over the Earth and served directly under the Third Heavens. Ceruleanians now known as Angels after Obenis Laws, were allowed to have free will, and it was an angel's duty to serve as a messenger and bring good word and knowledge to the humans. And this is precisely what Azrael did for a long time. He traveled across Plains and Planets and b

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

Xander pressed her shoulders so she sat up on the super soft bed. Instantly, all the memories of that day invaded Angel's mind. It felt like it just happened yesterday. She and Xander were caught in severe turbulence during the flight to Paris and Xander failed to fulfill his desire to touch her. “Xander?” Angel frowned when she heard the click of the door being locked. She shifted her gaze towards the twenty-eight inch screen nailed to the wall. Her eyes widened as she read a series of words printed on the screen. "What is this? Why is this plane headed to Paris instead of Santa Catalina Island?”

He also heard his halo appear with a pop. When he opened his eyes, June would make out that his wings were of golden color. He took off. The breeze carcasses his face softly as he flew over the clouds and the civilian neighborhood. Soon, he reached The Lights. The Lights was the only place from where angels would travel down to earth for their work. June followed the usual procedure and signed his name up before getting his pass. After he was done. He walked towards the lift which led all the angels down to earth.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.