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Everyone got terrified. "Woah...!" I exclaimed when the guy was looking more like an angel as he got up again. He roared very loud to the sky and the next thing was something no one saw. I saw Phoenix lying on the ground as I got pulled up higher and higher into the sky. I could see my mother in distress and all the other witches beneath my feet while the Angel guy was taking me away. I could detach myself from him but..it seemed like... going with him would stop the fray at the chamber. I looked up at him and...his green glowing eyes seemed so beautiful. He wasn't scowling or... doing anything else but ...just eloping with me. I continued to look at him until he took me so high to the highe

Anything at all. ************* Hannah and Garin were back in the desert, waiting for Fawn and Norae to arrive so they could finish this fight once and for all. They weren't about to run away again only to be found later on. Now was the time to take a stand and face the angels whose mission was to end their lives. Suddenly, there was a boom from the sky and the sound appeared a light that transported the two angels into the desert. They flew over the sand for a few seconds before landing on the ground.

Save what’s left of my Forever Knights. Sinking from the gray sky and evading the bright glimmers of the rising sun seeking to blind him Deragan swept down toward Radix. You’re mine now. This will not be for nothing. *** But the demon’s eyes found him, a slow smirk twisting his face. His eyes darkening with glee. Hair crackling with electricity the demon beamed. Arms jutting, he unleashed a ferocious torrent of gray currents lashing from his body. Feeling a strange sorrow Deragan slowed but knew he didn’t have time to change direction. Goodbye Angel. I’ll see you again one day.

As if my soul was being dragged inside, even if it means leaving my body. "M-miss Naenia, what's happening to you?" The clicking of bats from every tree nearby, the fact that it's now the crack of dawn and the waning crescent moon started to rise. Everything was too murky and hypnotizing. I even felt dizzy. My knees wanted to disown me and it doesn't help that I literally tripped into something. From then, everything went in slow motion as I was waiting for me to kiss the ground. "Hey, stop being a baby."

My breath caught instantly. His ginger hair glowed copper beneath the burning light, messy and damp with rain and ash. The hood of his black cloak had fallen back slightly, shadows cutting sharply across his face. Thick black slime dripped slowly from the knife in his hand, sliding down the dark fabric of his sleeve like ink. For a second, he didn’t move. Didn’t speak. He just stood there like something unreal, his chest rising slowly. Mysterious, terrifying, beautiful eyes fixed on me through the smoke. His face identical to that of an angel’s worn by something far too dangerous to ever be called holy.

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go

I walked out of the cafe ignoring them. I walked a few steps ahead but collided with a wall, a wall in the middle of the road? I raised my head and my eyes fell on icy cold, devilish eyes, his mesmerizing orbs fixed with mine for a mere second and his stare turned warm. He was boring his soul in mine, and for a split of a second I melted into his eyes. "You were saying something Angel?" his voice broke the air in the atmosphere. "I..." I started nervously but couldn't form any words, his eyes raked my body giving me shivers, aroused me even more.

His eyes glow a strange gray as he pulls back and lets me admire his gray wings; majestic and unearthly. Caleb howls and I see him jumping and avoiding the animals; wild cats, deers, and rabbits run from different points cross paths with my loved one and my friends. The Angel lands down between them and spreads his arms wide; his wings with them as well. The animals start to slow down and in a matter of seconds, they seem to wake up from a nightmare; looking around, lost. Then they start to spread to random places and dissipate quickly. What was that? What drove them to that state?

I pulled a book from the shelf, its cover adorned with intricate gold filigree, and settled into a near president to read. The book was a comprehensive companion to the history of angels and their fall from grace. As I read, I learned about the great elysian rebellion led by Lucifer, the brightest and most important of the angels. It detailed the events that led to the fall, the creation of Hell, and the eternal struggle between good and evil. My heart contended as I came across passages that mentioned Lorcan, though not by name, but by description a important departed angel, second only to Lucifer, known for his strength and fidelity.

goes to the library, "there is a section of Christian beliefs, (he keeps looking until he finds a dusty book with strange letters) or a book," luck starts to read it and tells him a paragraph important "in the history of man the angels have descended countless times, but their grace is so powerful that they can form a global cataclysm, they are similar to human light since they were created by God, the only one and true, there are categories of angels but the most powerful is the archangel, all angels are strong and can stop time and move through the flow of it, they have wings but they are not visible to the eye only when they are in their celestial form they can see them, the power of the