Novel & Cerita Angels Twice Descending Read Online

I take a quick shower to wash of the sweat and grime from training and brush my teeth before walking to the small wardrobe and pull out some sweatpants and boxers. I slip them on under my towel and hang it over the door to dry. When I turn around Divina is no longer on the bed, and I hear the bathroom door close. I settle in the recliner with my pillow and blanket and pick up the book I’ve been reading. One of the elders in the village let me borrow it. It is a full history on the angels and how they came to inhabit earth. I don’t understand why they don’t just live among the humans like we do. I think I will ask Michael about that in the morning. I know he blended in and told me he didn’t e

Did this mean that I died or was I hallucinating? I looked down and realized that I was wearing a long white gown. I looked back up and saw a woman before me also wearing a long white gown. She looked like an angel as she glowed, literally. "Hello Ava" she greeted with a kind smile and a bow. "We have been expecting you," she continued. "What is this place? Why am I here? What happened-" I fired question after question before she stopped me. "You are stuck between life and death. This place is where those who are worthy of a second chance come. I would normally send you back after I have explained your purpose for living" she explained.

Laurent didn't voice that he was amused by her, he had experienced girls falling over him but not resist his charm like she tried to. That was new. But not for long. Rules were for the Angels who reside up in heaven, he was a fallen from the land of sinners. Who would stop him?

After gently laying down the now detransformed Paws and the passed-out Genad whose six wings cradled into a ball, he finally let the wave hit him, and falling heavily to his knees, passed out before the duo. *** [Meanwhile] “David. Gabriel,” the angel lord called out calmly and the next instant two five-winged creatures appeared before him. He sat up from his throne and adjusted his bathrobe which barely covered his upper body, apart from this angel, which other would ever dress this vulgar? “What is this that I hear? That the angels have descended and are ravaging the lower realms?” he asked, the pressure he emitted directly pressing the duo into a prostrate posture. “Sir, they claim to hav

In Dedication to Born By Power, Chaos And Apocalypse; Thy angel descends -- From the heaven, In his glory to lead you to my dark purgatory, Where thou seeks. To reveal the books thee deserve, For the sake of phantasy, Thy soul plummets into a journey ad-infinitum, A journey, hoped to experience in a lifetime. A journey where thou shall discover Pantheons, Made my the words of thee ungrateful; Called "Man."

I don't know when I'm drifted into sleep in his arms meanwhile in the sky good angel : is there any other piece of man like this guy evil angel : why good angel : to make him mine evil angel : didn't you see what kind of guy he is earlier good angel : who cares evil angel : me good angel : huh evil angel : you're not allowed to dream about any guy good angel : why evil angel : that's it

The Angel's face was chiselled and strong, with eyes that burned like stars. As the Angel descended, the air around us seemed to vibrate with energy. The wind picked up, whipping our hair into a frenzy, and the sound of rushing water filled our ears. The Angel's presence was both exhilarating and terrifying, like standing at the edge of a great precipice.

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”

Seeming to have trouble with her own seatbelt, Angel looked alarmed as he dropped down onto his knees before her and gripped her knees, forcing her legs apart. “If fucking you a second time is what it takes for me not to be a player, then I’d be happy to oblige,” he rumbled deep in his throat, offering her a gaze filled with desire. His fingers squeezed her knees, silently urging her to feel his sudden need to have her. His wolf instantly began to react to the way her knees squeezed against his sides, almost urging him between her legs. The beast was ready and raring to go, one step away from howling his desire for all to hear. It was a good thing they were miles up in the air and only the p

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.