Angels Horror Movie Novels & Stories

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 warned and he laughed, grabbing my arm once again but this time more tightly. He began to drag me down the alley but I struggled against him. That was untill my saviour came for me. "Let her go." The voice carried nothing but terror and woe. I was reminded of the evil horror movie I had seen once when I was at home with Lola and Enzo. L'Angelo stood in the dark, his hands in his pocket. His silhouette screamed death as he gazed at us with anger. He took a step and walked forward into the light.

Then suddenly, I heard thunderclap, it was different from earthly thunder, it’s a form of thunder that can only be heard by divine ones like me, and the only reason the thunder can occur was if there’s any form of disruption in heaven, and disruption in heaven can be caused by many factors, like if someone breached the boundary of heaven and earth without formal procedure, or if there’s a brawl in heaven or the taking of the water of life by an impure angel and other factors. But whenever there’s a disruption in heaven, I’ve heard from the greater one that angels on earth are prone to exposure. Their invisibility wears off and humans will be able to see them. The problem was that I was direc

She tried opening her eyes again and when it didn't hurt anymore she sits up, touching her forehead, looking at the side, her eyes wide as her heart pounded really loud. The first thing she saw was white glittering wings but as soon as the one who owns them turned around, the wicked smile was the first she noticed. It is him! Although it was only the smile she saw, she is certain it is him! The Angel of Death! "No need to be afraid," he says, giggling a little. He was wearing a hood making it hard to see what he really looks like. "I'm not here to harm you. I was just here to make sure you were not dead yet."

I gritted my teeth and then said "You will have to pay for this Elena." "Really. Little mouse you are not going alive. Although you are a golden angel I am an old dark angel. I have practiced for so long. You can't escape from me." She signaled her shadows to capture us. Shadows started coming towards us. Suddenly we saw a swarm of fairies who flew near the shadows hypnotizing them. Shadows were still now hypnotized. Archangels killed them with an arrow. The demon attacked us and started hitting the angels. Angels tried defending and dodging the attacks

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

Cheques flew all around the room, everyone signing up for a piece of the pie. The hookers of Pandemonium enjoyed watching this night the most. They knew that by the time the Angels were done, it would truly be demon time. All of the original Angels finished presenting, and groans of protest filled the room because they thought it was over. The devil slid into the room then after closing a deal, and sat next to Lev. “Your girls are killing it tonight!” Lev, inching closer to a drunken state, screamed into his face. His hot breath of alcohol made Luca wheeze and recline back.

His eyes suddenly opened to the now dark ceiling above them. Mouth gasped for oxygen. His brain fired a flare. Sanity coming back. “Stop.” And to his shock—the bastard did. The air stilled. Heavy. Wet. Flammable. Then— “J-just… don't leave any marks on my neck please,” Angel begged, voice was hoarse. ‘Nope. Sanity has not returned yet, you idiot,’ he scolded himself. Another beat passed. “Really?” the devil-like bastard asked with a sigh of relief.

A silence would form, with only rain to fill the void, but my reins were not under control. — Your house has almost no windows... Are you a vampire? — I whispered. — I don't think so, Angel. He looked at me lying on the bed, covered by his sheets and dressed in his clothes. He didn't seem to mind. — I like it when you call me Angel... In his voice it seems to sound more...—I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and losing myself in my reasoning. — I don't know...

asked Erika enthusiastically. "Of course. There are also Angels selling such dresses, wing accessories and crowns!" "Wow! Angels selling? What did they buy it with? Money? Gold? Or what?" "Fresh fruit and flowers! Why do you think Angels need money for?" "Why do Angels want flowers and fruit? Do they eat fruit like fairies?" "We don't eat it. We inhale the aroma. Fresh fruit is very fragrant, as are some flowers and wild grasses!" Erika's eyes widened perfectly.