Angels Of Silence Novels & Stories

The water was clear enough for me to see every rock that covered the bottom of it, every color could be seen. "Subhanallah" I whispered as I heard birds chirping around me. The first time I talked my throat felt like sandpaper no one said a word when it came to my past, they knew it all from going through the journal that had been my only companion in the darkness I came from, I didn't say anything when Myra returned the journal to me with tears in her eyes and I looked away from the sympathetic gazes of my family.

" I'm trying to build tension here. " "Don't play around where's Thea?" Angel asked getting impatient. He was willing to be taken by sparrow as long as Thea was safe but Sparrow seemed to be playing games here. Not that they trusted him to keep his word. "You know, I thought I'd enjoy hearing the hurt in your voice Angel but I guess I just hate you too much to want to hear your voice at all." He said becoming serious as well. The hatred was not hidden in his voice. " I want the both of you to remain silent. I want you to enjoy the silence." He said in all seriousness then he closed his eyes, spreading his hands as if truly enjoying some peace. "Breath in and out. Feel the peace in this room.

" We are both the only ones who can change something. A silence fell in the room. The world was still falling apart by the rain outside. I had a slight suspicion that the fury in the heavens would not pass for a long time, especially with the most powerful archangel in heaven, the angel of death, receiving shelter by the queen of demons. God should be furious. During those seconds when no conversation seemed worthy of being started, I noticed that Miguel was deliberately avoiding looking into my eyes. Now he was looking at the marks on his hands, certainly remembering the horrors of his punishment.

We drove the dagger and shard into the ground, light erupting, the cage shattering, the mirror collapsing, the void’s scream—my scream—mixing with hers, the shadow’s, as they vanished, not gone but pushed back, the chaos retreating, the cliffs stilling. We fell, Lucian catching me, Lyra beside us, the bond burning—us, alive, together. Killian and Mara staggered up, bloodied, wide-eyed. “Another one?” Killian gasped, his staff broken, his face pale. “How many damn Angels are there?” I clutched the dagger, the mark pulsing, Lyra’s shard glowing, the bond steadying me. “Four,” I said, my voice hoarse, the truth crushing me. “Lock, spark, flame, void. The Veil’s not just breaking—it’s us.”

When Brianna sang, it was a song titled, Angels, and the most profound lines goes thus; Maybe it'll end one day, This darkness consuming me. My angels will come, Break me out of this cell, Overwhelm me with blinding light, Chasing the darkness, And I'd be enshrouded in light, A soul worthy of the angels. Those lines resounded deep within me and I could only think, who really are you Brianna?

she scoffs. “Sure, whatever makes you happy.” “Wait—what? What the hell are you talking about—I’m obviously beating you! You must be blind or something because the game is clearly in my favor!” She rattles off but I stay quiet. She moves one of her pieces and I sit back with a smirk. Gotcha. A sudden whistling sound has all eyes glued to the sky. Several dots appear above us, circling around each other as they dive. They grow larger and clearer until we can see that there are three dark angels and two light—all with shimmering golden wings.

"Don't worry about it, we are going to get her back, Now bobby, tell me exactly about what's going on." ___________________________________________ The car had finally stopped. Joshua, Ranz, Kyve and a tied and blindfolded Angel had arrived at Las Noches. Ranz picked angel and had her over his shoulder. angel couldn't move much because of how tight the rope was. She could speak because they taped her mouth and she couldn't see because they blinded her. But she could feel was fear. She didn't know what these men would do to her. They were ready to kill their own man, so they could do anything. They all walked in and arrive at the Throne room. Ranz put angel down and began to untie her. angel

That's when I saw Kuya Kali who was about to go to bed and I just smiled at him as a thank you, I felt my vision gradually darken and after that everything I could see became black. .... THIRD PERSON POV When Guia lost consciousness, the Angels just kept singing. And all of a sudden the angels circled Charlatan's head while still singing... Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy~ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy~ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy~

Pulling Grace back to myself, I told her I had a plan. "I'm going to call the hellhounds and when they both are busy with them we can grab our children and leave," I mumbled softly and she nodded vigorously. I pulled the whistle from my pocket and blew hard into it. We both turned towards the frightening growls that were echoing down the corridors. Black smoke with fire formed into two huge frightening creatures that snarled and growled fiercely. I pulled Grace back as they glanced up at us with red eyes and I pointed to the angels. The two hounds rushed into the room and we heard them both drop our crying children to the ground as they drew their swords. Grace rushed into the room and scoop

It hummed with a sound that made my teeth ache—the sound of a billion hard drives spinning at once. **The Central Hub.** Standing at the base of the tower was an army. Not wolves. Not humans. They were **Angels**. At least, that’s what they looked like. They were ten feet tall, made of white porcelain, with wings made of fiber-optic cables. They held swords of pure, white light. "The 'Security Subroutines,'" Rowan hissed, his bronze skin beginning to glow with a violet fire. "They’ve come to 'Format' the drive."