Angels Flight Novels & Stories

One by one, the angels of the veil said their goodbyes. And one by one they all the angels returned to the Veil. All except seven still on bended knee. My seven. I didn’t want to deal with them now. I asked them to rise. I didn't bother to look at them or even acknowledge that they were speaking to me, so I just flew off. I needed to lie down in our bed, I mean my bed now. I needed Michael.

Which explained why my back had felt like it was on fire the first time they appeared. The next section described control. Most angels learned to extend and retract their wings during childhood. The process relied heavily on emotional and magical control. That sounded familiar. I flipped to another page. Flight. Apparently flying wasn’t just about having wings. It required balance, coordination, and magical support. Many young angels practiced for years before mastering it. That was… slightly intimidating. Still, it was possible. Which meant mine might work eventually too. The next section made me pause. Clothing. I leaned closer to read.

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

Contrary to all the faces present, his face didn’t show any signs of concern, just pride! What was even more frightening was the fact that some of the hovering steps seem to short-circuit and fall down from the skies as Chris passed them, leading to gasps of horror and relief at the same time. No one dared to breathe till they saw the two angels who had captured their hearts and souls climb into the ceremonial basket,

Angel I'm walking on the pavement, tapping my feet against the ground so that it will make a splash. It's raining, and being my usual self, I forgot my umbrella at home. I'm returning home from the gym, and the rain is cooling off my body perfectly. I enjoy the rain. I take a deep breath and look at the sky. Raindrops gently hit my face, making me relax. After some minutes, I start walking back home because I notice that the rain is about to stop, and I am drenched. I don't want to get sick, so I quicken my pace until my house is in view. I run to my door then turn my head slightly to the left to see some boxes on my neighbours' porch. They just moved in, and I haven't even seen them once ex

I burrow profound, willing myself not to deliver him an inch, driving myself forward, shouting from the effort, the fear, the rage… And that’s when I see it, out of the corner of my eye: The entirety sky has lit up. Cassius sees it as well, stretching out his neck to observe as handfuls of balls of light start to show up around us like gigantic shooting stars. Except they aren’t shooting stars. They’re angels.

He said and walked away. His hand froze on the door handle and he turned to look at her. She was still standing on the same spot, tears falling from her eyes. He opened the door and walked out. He was not in his right senses when he walked out, he felt confused and annoyed. He was angry with himself. "I should have waited. I should have spoken to Elvera first." He said to himself as they drove to his house. He regretted speaking to Chiara that night. ******

She exercised almost every day and when she gave birth to our baby girl, she was comfortable with her body. Fast forward three years later and here we are. I was standing at the altar waiting for my bride. A lot has happened since Jackson was born. We found out that he was an angel like Ava, which was extremely rare considering that angels were only born every century. I looked over to my son as he sat with Katie and her kids. He had a bright smile on his face as he played with Katie's daughter. My attention focused at the end of the aisle when the song came on. My breath hitched in my throat when Ava came into view looking absolutely breathtaking. She was as beautiful as ever and my eyes se

“Did you see the masses down there?” “The Brethren have backup, too. Gabriel!” Michael shouted. Gabriel blew his horn, and suddenly, the sky was ablaze. She covered her ears and looked up. The sound of beating wings deafened. What she saw defied explanation. Legions of angels swarmed in the air, and descended on Agremon’s minions who were already decimating the towns surrounding the mountain. All the Brethren, save Michael, quickly took flight and joined in the descent. Just like Hannah’s pictures, Emma marveled.

Ethan gritted his teeth as he felt like he got fooled by the woman she thought was an angel and who looked like his wife. He never thought that someone would use his weakness to deceive him and play his feelings. His jaw clenched, as he fished out the phone from his pocket. Ethan dialed the number of the head in the airport and asked to hold a departure order to country Y. He asked to find Althea on the flight, but the manager said that Althea’s name was not on the list who checked in. “Dammit!” he muttered a course as he felt like she got deceived by a woman who looked innocent.