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"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

bird 1 : this fellow is not drinking from few days and didn't bring any girl bird 2 : yeah its true what happened to this fellow bird 1 : can't you understand he fallen in love bird 2 : is it can he also fall in love bird 1 : yeah because angels are born to tame the devils bird 2 : is it then why this guy unable to recognize his feelings bird 1 : because he never felt like this with anyone bird 2 : oh is it can we help this devil to get that angel bird 1 : sure however we don't have any work so let's help this devil bird 2 : okay

Angel sighed heavily and replied, “Everyone calls me Angel.” He pointed at first himself and then his brother said, “Okay Angel, I am Michael, and this is Gabriel we were your biological mother’s older brothers.” Angel didn’t miss the reference to the past tense and asked “Were?” Michael sighed and said “Will you come with us; we’ll give you all the answers we can. We’ll go to a restaurant somewhere public. We really need to have our parent’s there for this.” At her hesitation, it was Gabriel who said, “How about we have a cab bring you to the restaurant, would that meet with your approval?” Angel replied simply “I don’t have any money, and I don’t want any of yours. We can talk inside the b

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

Slumping down on the ground, I try to rise, but chunks flow out of my lips, and my body quivers painfully. Just then, a whooshing sound resounds around me. Looking up, I find myself surrounded by two angels and several hellhounds. One of the angels steps forward, his face set in a sneer as he uses his boot to roughly push me onto my back. Crying out in pain, I tighten my lips and fully face the angels. Both angels have golden hair and eyes, as well as large feathered wings. Based on the color of their feathers, I can see that they’re seraphim. “Where’s Galena?” The seraphim scream out, enraged.

Her hellfire traveled through the ground, then shot up like a pillar, completely catching the third angel within it. A sharp agonising scream filled the skies. It shocked the angel facing Vanora so much that Vanora got a clean strike through her chest. As Vanora stared at the second angel falling to the ground, she realised that she was still glowing white. The agonising scream was also ongoing. She looked back at the angel who was convulsing on the floor in pain. When they made eye contact, the angel shouted angrily, "What a sadistic and cruel power this is! You're so horrible!"

The partitioned presence inside my mind answers before I can. Observer authority override detected. My stomach tightens. “No,” I say quietly. Ezra wipes rain from his face and squints into the golden tear. “So what is it?” The wind slows again. The rain softens. Almost like the storm itself is backing away. Then something moves inside the light. Not descending. Stepping. Like the sky is a doorway and someone just walked through it. The angel emerges. Not falling. Walking. One step out of the rift… then another… until it stands suspended twenty meters above the flooded street.

He threatened me calmly. I was crying silently looking at his eyes directly. Why are they so deep? What secret is hidden in his eyes? "What do you want from me." I stuttered while looking at him. "You, angel." He said. "Please leave me and my family. I will pay you the loan till tomorrow. Please leave us." I begged. This was the second time I was begging from him. I never begged in front of anyone. He broke my self-respect in millions of pieces.

Especially those deep-set eyes, like they could see through your soul and charmed you within seconds. A giggle escaped from my lips. A Seraphim has fallen, an angel climbing down from heaven.

Camille said, her voice sounding more shrill than usual. Chiara overcame her urge to cover her ears, instead, she picked a book from the bookcase. Camille's voice was like scraping nails across a metal door. It was very irritating and annoying. "Like I said, you made your talents work for you." She returned the book to the shelf and turned to face the glass windows. She headed towards the ceiling to floor glass windows and stood before it. It provided a great view of the city which she admired. "You should be careful with the way you speak to me. I can make sure your business with Adrian never happens."