Angels Of Death Rachel Novels & Stories

"I'll activate every clone in Geneva. I'll—" A silver-tipped cane impaled her chest from behind. The whimpering director—armless, bleeding out—smiled through bloody teeth as Rachel gasped. "You...*traitor*..." He twisted the stake. "No, madam. Just a better hunter." Anna reached Rachel as she collapsed. For a heartbeat, they looked like mirror images—the woman who'd died protecting her child, and the one who'd sold her soul for power. Anna's claws hovered at Rachel's throat.

Her eyes blaze fury, and my heart begins to race as she glares at me down. “Have you lost your fucking mind?” She snaps bitterly, hands balled into fists. There are tears in her eyes, I realize, and she looks tired. “How could you? You–you manipulated me, made me send you to Damien, and now… now this…” Rachel breathes heavily, looking like she’s trying to skewer me with a glare. “Why did you assassinate Alpha Damien? Speak!” She demands. My mouth falls open. “I–you don’t understand, I wasn’t trying to–I didn’t want to kill him!”

I wanted to help them, but I can't. “Mom... mom... what's next they are worst ??? They are an evil mom...how do we save our Rachel from them, mom ???” I asked worriedly when I saw my mother in front of me... Wounded “Anastasia, my beautiful daughter, and our brave Angel... We all are fighting for her life... And now it's your responsibility to save your little sister... You never know how strong you are… until being strong is the only choice you have !!! God forbid, if demons take our little Rachel with them, the life of every angel here will be in danger!!! You are my bravest daughter, therefore you will have to do this work for all of us... Will, you help us, my daughter ??”

“I trust you Rachel but you know that you can tell me anything...do you or do you not have a hand in her demise?” Rachel's eyes widened and a little frown sat on her face. She sat still, overwhelmed with a sense of dread as chills simmered down her spine. She had come to Charity's place to cool off and here she was,being interrogated by the same person she came to seek refuge with. “Demise??...Demise??...who said she was dead??...oh common Charity...she is missing not dead” Charity still stared at Rachel,stunned to speak. “I expected you to be happy that my problem had found its own way out of my life..... anyways,I would prefer we don't have this discussion again”

answered me with ease. "I doubt you've ever felt sad," the girl sneered. Other angels do feel that. But somehow, I had never thought about it before. What if something makes me happy or sad? Ah, I was happy when Angel Ellenor was locked up in the courthouse by Archangel Jin. It was fun enough, comfortable enough. But, I'm sure I've never felt sad before. "By the way, what about your search? I'm sure I've heard you say about the 100-day deadline God gave!" Erika quipped.

she nodded to me and then placed her hand over the witch seal in the picture, “and the magic workers.” “Rachel split her grace, the very life source of the angels, evenly between the four chosen warriors,” Drake said, “And then she sent them back to earth, through the Neverplain, to begin the fight against the demon bloods.” “It was to be her ultimate sacrifice,” Brighid said. “With her grace circulating in the bodies of her four warriors, Rachel was no longer an Angel. She lost her wings and fell to Earth.” I felt the weight in their words. The story was running around in my head. That someone would be willing to give up so much. I looked over at Drake and he seemed lost in thought.

The death kingdom is supervised by three archangents who are subordinates to the king of death in person of Lord Adonis. The three archangents were gifted in several ways and they used their gifts in serving the king of death. Azrail gift were his beautiful eyes, he could see farer and better than legions of death agents packed together. His precision and accuracy made him the envy of many as they not match him, comparing him to an eagle was an insult to the gift he bore. He was the most gentle and calm of the trio.

Elaina asked in annoyance fixing her gaze on Rachel. Rachel's eyes widened as if just registering exactly who Elaina was. "I got back earlier today." She responded to Chase before looking to Elaina. "What happened to you?" She asked leaning in to get a better look. "How did you become like this?" Rachel circled around Elaina taking in her large leathery black wings and white hair before resting her gaze on Elaina's blood red eyes. "I died." Elaina responded crossing her arms. "That's how I became like this."

Wasn't he exhausted? “The Alphas are too busy, and I was afraid Neville wouldn't be able to handle you alone. We don't trust the others. Don't worry, Neville will come to relieve me near dawn so I can go get some sleep.” Bill took my hand. He looked at me with tender eyes. A streak of blood ran down from his head to his mouth. “How is Rachel?” Bill hesitated. “Rachel... she’s dead. Don't you remember?” “I just didn't believe it was real,” I sighed. “What happened?”

The pain was evident in his face and Azrael would not let it pass by without giving him a banter, “What’s the fuss about? You’re immortal. That’ll heal.” He looked up at her and finally spoke, “That was a hard hit, Azrael. I didn’t realize that our first meeting would go this way.” he said and throw the damped cloth behind him. Azrael laughed in a corrosive way, “Oh wow. You knew me?” she was surprised. After all, he’s been living before earth enters the 10th century, so it’s fitting he knew celestials. “Of course.” Sebastián replied in a raspy voice and stood up straight and looks directly at her, “The Angel of Death.”