Angels Flight Novels & Stories

He was always minding his business and saw Lacian's irritation for him as a normal way of life. All the Angels in Dulmore had a mark at the left side of their chest. It was a kind of big Loop in circles with a lock in the middle of it. When a seed is borne, Ichabod personally instills the mark on their chest, welcoming them to the deepest celestial pit and brotherhood of Dulmore. It would be a big festival, because new born seeds are rare and would always occur, thrice in a year.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

I forced my eyes opened, as it's four feathered wings flapped lazily, the thing so big, I was probably staring at only twenty-five percent of its body. It had a row of eight eyes, the center being the biggest one, and it was the only one that was opened, the other seven closed. "Be afraid, for I have orders to neutralize the beings that threaten Paradise." it said, no mouth moving. At this point, I had fallen on my back, staring up at this thing with wide eyes. I'd known of these angels existence, but they were only sent out when things were dire, or they felt like an enemy was too strong to be existing.

It didn't really matter that Jacob didn't care. Looking back, I shouldn't have let my heart get so tangled up in something so small and fleeting. After nearly two full days on a plane, I finally landed in Ameren. I was greeted by staff from the embassy, all dressed neatly in suits. Their presence made this foreign land feel just a bit more like home. As soon as we met, they warmly took the luggage from my hands. "Ms. Stone, welcome! I'm Charles Graham," one of them said.

A rental hall with a beautiful backyard and spots to watch the stars when you got tired of the dancing and noise inside the building. His eyes roamed over the benches far off in the distance. They were all empty. The last time he stepped out of this door, Angel was here, holding herself up like she was trying not to throw up. He left Camilla to scout the place. There was no mask or anything to say his wife had been here since he left her.

I ask, although I know the answer. “They were just pawns in the hands of those who are looking for us,” she claims, smiling sadly. I remain silent, taking advantage of Sebastian’s tactics, waiting patiently for her to continue speaking. I feel that this is just the beginning of something I don’t want to be a part of at any cost. “They are called eagles,” she announces. “They seek out everyone with rare DNA and bring them in.” She clenches her teeth for a moment. I see pain and fear in her eyes. “I don’t remember how old I was when they found me. As a matter of fact, I don’t remember anything that happened before I got to Eagles,” she admits in a trembling voice. “You have no idea what we h

They decided to go in three days, but on the second day, Ireen was hit with a serious case of diarrhea, which forced Angel to go along with his friend. Frank wanted to cancel the flight, but Angel insisted since the tickets were already paid for and he promised to be skyping every thirty minutes. Within five hours, Angel was in Florida, seated at the beach and staring at Frank's mansion when his family thought he was in Australia. He did not plan on going to Australia, but his destination was Florida all along, and he had made up his mind about what needed to be done. The good part was that Australian beaches were very similar to Florida beaches, so skipping with Frank was not that difficult

The sailors yell at each other, and I lift my eyes to the skies by chance, gawking at the silhouette traveling above us. Time seems to come down to a halt, and even though the people on the boat are talking and laughing, pointing at the beach, I swear it's so silent just then that I can hear my heartbeats. With my mouth slightly ajar, I watch the dark shadow of something flying above us, large wings opening and closing. My heart pounds against my ribcage. The urge to yell Azrael's name is so thick I can taste his name on my tongue. Still, I remain silent because Azrael flying above us would be impossible. I watched the kind angel die and close his eyes!

Not long after they disappeared, five angels came from the direction Vlad had stared at. Once they flew above the area where Vlad and Vanora had been at, the black mark from before appeared and all the angels lost the ability to fly. Their wings folded in and refused to open as if they lost control over their bodies. Spikes made of earth sprouted out from the ground. The angels panicked and flailed helplessly as they descended from the sky.

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.