Angels Of Darkness Nightcore Novels & Stories

"Melody" A haunting voice says so softly it's barely a whisper and then I hear a scraping sound at the foot of my bed. I open my eyes and try to see in the pitch black. Nothing. Pulling up my covers around my shoulders, I wait for my eyes to adjust to the darkness that surrounds me like a cocoon. Realizing for some reason my door has closed all the way and that’s why I couldn’t see a single thing, I start to get scared and begin to tremble.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

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.

Mrs Garcia warned and allowed her to leave. Camila drove out of the compound and took her car to the washing bar. She paid them to wash her car and left in an Uber to a club in town. She stood at the entrance a bit nervous since the club is a place she had never visited all her life. It seems it is the only place she could get a random guy to sleep with urgently. "Hey pretty," came the voice of a tall man holding a bottle of whisky and a cigarette "Hi..." Camila replied swallowing hard

I was more than happy to oblige. I quickly removed my clothes and went to her. I maneuvered her with her ass high in the air and I entered her from behind. I was an ass man, and she had the nicest damn ass. I slapped her cheeks greedily as the lights started to flicker on and off in the house. “What the fuck?” I heard someone say. Travis answered, “apparently it happens when two angels fuck.” “They’re angels? I thought she was a vampire.” The same voice said.

Indeed, a three second gap of darkness was given to seperate the previous scene from the upcoming scene, in the term "Light fades." Two creatures, emitting an aura of darkness stood side by side to each other. One seen and the other never seen before. Thee seen was called Beelzebub, and the other--not seen before went by the name : Samuel, a fallen angel, an angel who signifies and represents the personification of death. In an unnamed desert, they were seen, all that could be recounted was that this was the desert John had Azazel released from, and it was the same desert that Azazel raised the four horsemen of the Apocalypse. The little trails of music were slowly left behind by the beats o

"I am one of the facets of Nyx, one of the primal ones, the one who can decide who will have the Divine spark or perish forever as a mortal. I can be the eternal night of horrors or the peaceful, bright night." Night's voice is deeper, more intense. I can feel in every cell of my body the divine spark that was in it. It is a power very different from Sin's aura and very close to Marcus'. Sin is the personification of the Sins, while Marcus is an Angel created for the protection of humans. Created from a prayer. There is no denying, at this moment Night's power is very close to Marcus'. My soul resonates with that power because the Gods chose me and whenever I'm near something divine I can co

- Agnes asks, amused. - Love, I had to make several plans with you. Ulric Chuckles. - Do it. I don't know what Klaus will become like if Angel leaves. The couple get up and leave. They go to the room that had been assigned to them. - I'm going to hunt. I need fresh blood to think. - Dark says, kissing Agnes on the lips, and in seconds, he is in the forest, looking for something big to drink. Agnes opens a small suitcase and takes out a vial of white powder. She pours some on a small table and puts away the rest. Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant.

Amidst the dizzying whirlwind of emotions, Antonio's husky voice, laden with a raw sincerity, whispered words that melted my heart. "Hey, doll," he began, his lips still tantalizingly close to my ear, "you know I ain't one for mushy stuff, but you're my anchor in this crazy world. You're the one who makes this life worth livin'. So, listen up, alright? I ain't good with words, but here it is plain and simple: You and me, we're ride or die, in this life and the next. I got your back, always. That's love, babe, the dark angels style."

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.