Angels Slime Novels & Stories

it answered, rolling its eyes. Chuckling, the Angel spread his wings and with an unprecedented speed, he grabbed his underlings' arms, dissolving the powers they were about to release. Giggling, he spread his arms, unintentionally throwing them far. The two ended up hitting their backs on a tree, feeling their spinal chords crack. "I'm sorry about that!" he softly chuckled, snapping his fingers to heal the two. "I forbid fights like this." "You! Why the hell did you--" Tenshi stopped when the Angel looked at him, its eyes purely void, making not just him froze but also Nisemono. They could easily sense the change of the Angel's mood.

one said as she looked at him like his head was going to explode any second for his ability not to listen was evident. “If you think you are better than any other creature on any of the realms, you are sadly mistaken. I will not rush to get to you or your kind. The Angels are a bunch of spoiled whiney children throughing a temper tantuam. Send the word, or you might regret it.” She said. The angels all glared at her but she glared back, and they saw the depths of her convictions. They were vain creatures, but they also knew she could wipe out the realm if she so chose to do. As they started back to their doorway, she heard one conversation taking place.

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.

It wasn’t until Ambrosia took the Box in her left hand and clenched her right fist that I heard the dull thud, and turned to look at what was behind us. “What are you doing here, Angel?” Ambrosia sneered. I looked down to see Dominik on his knees and the bioluminescence was hovering around him like a light dusting of glitter. Ambrosia was forcing him to stay down with her magic. Angels are extremely powerful and she made it look easy to restrain him.

"Here we have the popular Freshwater Gallery which focuses on freshwater habitats in South America compared to New England river systems. This gallery features Piranha, anacondas, electric eels, and Atlantic salmon." Chiara moved closer to the display and observed the electric eels as they moved around in the water. "This is amazing." Adrian said in awe as he looked around. They moved on to another gallery and Troy gave another speech about the creatures in the displays. There were many colorful tropical fish and living corals. Troy mentioned something about a venomous fish like Pterois and scorpionfish. Chiara watched the sea creatures and a familiar sensation of calmness came over her. The

"I'm being serious here. You know what a Nephilim is. Those stories I told you while you were young weren't stories at all." "So you're trying to tell me that you and I are half-angels?" "No. You are the Nephilim." "And you are... an angel? No, do you know how unbelievable that sounds?! Vampires I know exist. Wolves, ghouls, witches—all those exist. But angels? That's just so fucking ridiculous!" Her dad leaned back on his heels with a huff, his dark eyes glowing with annoyance as he stilled her with a gaze. "Fine then," he said, words tight and controlled. "I'll show you since you find it so hard to believe."

Leaning in, I captured her lips in a passionate kiss. “Oh, gross.” She whipped her head back and forth, and I pulled away from her lips. “What, Angel? You don’t like the way you taste?” I chuckled. “Oh, God,” she moaned, not answering me. “Use your safe word,” I reminded her. I rammed my dick inside her over and over again, making her cry out in pain and pleasure. “Keep going, don’t st-stop,” she stammered and moaned, thrashing on the swing like she couldn’t take it anymore, riding out her climax.

Damon’s POV I had no idea this was even possible, I don’t know how I didn’t figure it out sooner. Angel is floating, literally floating off the ground a few inches, she’s glowing a golden yellow. There is an aura around her that everyone can physically see. It’s a moment in history that everyone will talk about for years to come.

I had an even stronger impression that Reive went into raptures from my embarrassment. “Of course, Angel, there’s a small pond near here.” He led me through bushes and trees in a direction known only to him. And I, silly sheep, kept my eyes on him, not even thinking that if he left me there all alone, I wouldn’t be able to find my way out of the forest. “But why do you call me Angel?” I asked while we were walking. “Once upon a time, angels were called mysterious creatures flying high in the sky,” he readily began telling his story. “They were said to be creatures of other worlds. Worlds where there wasn’t any of the necromancy and magic we were familiar with.”

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.