Angels Of Retribution Novels & Stories

The noise grew louder; now she could make out someone moving in the shadows. "Daniel!" she called out, her voice shaking with fear and anger. "What is going on? Daniel and Kael turned to her, shock and guilt upon their faces. Daniel looked as though he had just seen a ghost, while across Kael's face registered a lapse into anger. "Sophia!" Daniel exclaimed, pressing one step forward. "I-" "Save it!" she exclaimed loudly, for the shaking of her hands. "You're going to betray the pack! You're with them!"

How's crying in the hospital when he's the murderer? The backlash was brutal. Ean's hands shook as he scrolled through the comments, his face turning ghostly pale. He did not expect the world to see through him so quickly, to expose him for what he really was. I watched, feeling a strange satisfaction at his misery. It was clear now—there was no love left. If he had any sympathy for me, he would not have pushed me into that freezer, ignored my pleas, and left me to die. Ean sent the video to his assistant, his expression dark. He then said to himself, "I hope this was just an accident."

“Don’t you dare hurt her!” Lucas warned but he too couldn’t do anything. Belinda patted Lucas – who was a werewolf – on the snout, like he was Belinda’s pet dog. “The sun is almost out and it’s about time we got this over and done.” “What exactly is this?” Adolphus inquired. “Let’s call it, retribution? Or would you prefer karma?” Belinda asked, as she took a seat positioned in a way that he could see everyone.

BAM! Feral slammed the temple doors closed as he crawled into the rivers. They could hear the angry banging of the door by the multitude of angels as they tediously crawled through the waters. Feral almost couldn’t stop shivering, all mortals knew how cruel the angels were. When it came to judgment, their so-called purity became a vicious sword that diced all sinners without mercy.

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

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.

First of all, no matter what you might think, I did save you. If I hadn't, you wouldn't be standing there now with that fucking stinking attitude on your face. In fact, you wouldn't be standing at all. You'd have been erased from existence. Everyone you know wouldn't remember you. No one would care because no one would ever have known you. That's what they do, you see. The great and benevolent Angels. They wipe all memory of people like you from everyone you ever loved and from everyone who ever loved you. Humans aren't meant to see them and the moment you started seeing our world, you became marked. You became an aberration, fit only to be wiped from the face of the Earth.'

Her stare turned into glares and she put on a sick smile on her face. "Oh look who's here! My lovely cousin!" she exclaimed, sarcasm dripping in each and every words she said. Ace turned to look at me and his eyes widened when he realized that I, Angel, was standing in front of him. "I'm so pleased to see you again" she said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Satan" I replied coolly and stood straight making my way to the balcony, next to Ace. My cheeks reddened when i realized that Ace was checking my dress. His eyes raked over my body shamelessly and he smirked.

The bad man looks at her with hatred. "If you offend us, we can curse you. Today, I am cursing the Demon named Ornan, the second son of the late lord of the underworld, that he no longer be able to regenerate his flesh and blood like any other immoral. His soul will be forever exiled to the dark world" she says and a yellow light comes from her and hits the bad man. This time the bad guy falls on the ground with a cry of pain. "Guardian Angels can't kill anyone, only warrior Angels can. That's the only reason your spirit still belongs to this world" she says glaring at him.