Angels Reyes Novels & Stories

ANGELA VALDES had known her escape from prison was too good to be true, but the suddenness and violence with with Dios. Was Ramos dying? Was he already dead? The gag in her mouth kept her from screaming, but her soul cried out in anguish. The blind warrior, a Shadowman from the heavens with a magical wolf spirit, had tried so desperately to save her. He’d been too drugged and injured to fight, and ended up face down in the mud, blood gushing from a knife wound in his back.

he said, slightly pleased but also a bit irritated by the delay. "Yes, Mr. E." Michael immediately complied with his request. A few minutes later, Yanah was on the line. "Mr. Montenegro, don't worry. Everything is fine," she said immediately. "Ms. Reyes, you know that Angel’s case is very close to me. I want you to do everything you can to save her," he said gently. When he returned to the shelter, he looked for the child who introduced God to him. He found out that she was there by herself. Since she was an orphan and had fallen ill, she was left at the shelter by her mother's sibling.

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.

His short tousle brown hair, Greyish blue eyes, sexy lips that begs to be kissed, and he don’t seem much shorter than the other guy. “Hey Angel, you’re finally back.” “Yeah, sorry about that but I was stopped a couple of times.” “Hi Angel, my name is Legion and the guy other there is Leviathan, but I know he’ll let you call him Levi. Alright Angel, while Tequila will be keeping me some company, and so that’ll mean you get Levi all to yourself.”

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

"Our incharge, a cruel and heartless individual, witnessed my act of defiance for that I was beaten harshly. As Luna's punishment for being weak, he drew his sword and uttered the chilling words, 'We have no use for someone as useless as you.' Three associates of his restrained me, holding me tight as I cried and cried and pleaded, I tried so hard. But my pleas fell on deaf ears, her last words were 'Emilia fulfill our dreams, show them all'. Luna's head was severed right before my eyes. Still, they forced me to continue training, but now I had nothing but a single-minded purpose to join the Angels of the Burning Sun." Years of solitude and hardship had hardened Emilia's spirit, leaving her

- Colby says, leaving and closing the door. Angel sighs. He was unwilling to get up and get dressed. Perhaps a clash of cultures was what would decide his destiny. He wears white jeans with several rips, a belt from which several chains come out, a white and extra tight T with a design of two boys in a very romantic position, and he wears his white sneakers and holds his hair in a disheveled bun and leaves several loose ends that fall to the side of his face. He put on his ring and chose a bracelet made of stones in the color of the rainbow. In his ears, he puts three diamonds, one in the right ear and two in the left. He puts on blue navy eyeliner, which makes his beautiful eyes look even p

I smiled back and waved them. Random angel 1: "Oh my god. New angel. I am so excited." Random angel 2: "Yes she is so cute. I can't wait to talk to her and be friends with her." Amy called someone "Sam can you please come here?" I saw a tall, handsome, muscular guy dressed in a white shirt and white trouser, beautiful white wings and blonde hair walking towards us and he spoke "Hi Casie. I am Sam. I am the one who came to earth for you and we both then traveled to Angelina. You were unconscious so you might have not remembered. How are you feeling today?"

We were sitting inside Deena's living room, and I'd spent the last two hours telling her everything. The festival. The hotel. Emilio. Ophelia. And most importantly...Azrael. When I finally told her who Angel really was, Deena stared at me for almost thirty seconds. “So wait...your Mr. Angel is the Azrael Valchini?!” I nodded, taking a sip of wine. “You've heard of him?” “Girl! Who hasn't! He's like one of the richest men in the world right now thanks to some tech software program.” Now that surprised me. With everything that's been going on, I hadn't had the chance to do a full background check on him. So he's also a tech genius?

Noemi turned and that was when her whole world titled. Ángel stood at the very edge of the gathering, a single rose in his hand staring at her. His jet black hair was peppered with a few streaks of gray, giving him a dignified, older look. His dark brown eyes glittered in the lights strung overhead. He had an angular face with full lips that were a credit to his mixed Hispanic and Native American heritage. She'd forgotten how tall he was. It was a silly thing to think about, but there it was. She'd always had to wear heels when they were together, and here she was in flats. He still favored the slim cut suits, and she knew at a glance this one was of the five-hundred-and-up variety. He'd alw