Angels Vengeance Novels & Stories

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.

Almost there. Through my blurred vision I saw lights. Bright lights. "My angel, when you reach the lights, no one can hurt you....." my mommy's voice resonated through my ears. I just...had to......reach the lights... But.... I let out a wail and limped through the craggy road. I wished someone would take pity and save me. I wished someone would lead me to the lights..... "Angel?" The annoying voice of that girl echoed in my empty shell of a mind, "Girls like you are made to be tortured...."

“Angelina, are you serious? You are going to put our plan to get vengeance on that jerk for your silly love for him in jeopardy, especially given that you know what kind of person he really is. And now, in order to warm me up for him, can you even do that? What kind of an idiot are you?” “You have a valid point there. Stella, I know I am an idiot, but there is one point on which you are incorrect. I am not putting anything in jeopardy, the vengeance will still be carried out, and I will eliminate any remaining adversaries so that we can finish exacting our vengeance on them and obtain the justice that is rightfully ours,“ Angelina said to Stella as she kept her gaze fixed on her, her eyes br

So, having more than one wife and lover isn't a sin if they all belong to you is it? "No, it's in the Bible so it can't be a sin. All the men you mentioned were heroes of the Bible." "That's right and can I tell you a secret? Something no one else has been told yet?" "What?" "Last night in a vision I met three angelic beings who work for God. They are the angels that direct destiny. They told me two important things. First, I'm an agent of God I'm his agent of Vengeance. That's why I was at the church today. Delivering vengeance on the evil men running the church and hurting people in God's name. But the second thing they told me was that I would have four wives and lots of other women who w

Follow up with Van. Van is not like other angels. He is the highest of all but in the eyes of the angels he has no wings. Actually there is. But the eyes of angels do not see that. Only he and those above him can see that. He didn't deny it on purpose. The eyes can't really see it

The tentative truce may be over. It may well be all-out war. Again. And as Mirrie knew damn good and well, The Fallen Angels didn’t mess around. When they went to war, they laid waste to their entire world. They went after their enemies, without mercy or restraint, and they didn’t rest until those enemies were pulverized to dust, until they were literally blown off the face of the planet. Their capacity for rage knew no bounds; their thirst for revenge was never quenched; their lust for blood was never slaked.

Of course, I say that in my head and not out loud. "Thank you." I nod and enter the car. Soon, we're out on the road and on our way home. "I want to apologize for yelling at you the other day." His eyes are fixed on the road, not sparing me a glance. I have to be deaf. I have to be fucking deaf if I just heard Dante apologize to me. W... that would mean that he did look into the Armenians. And probably saw what we wanted him to see. Good. I keep my face forward, not sparing him a glance. Tit for tat. An eye for an eye.

I say. “You sure you can hold out for that long?” He chuckles. Angus and Owen are my opposites. At 17 and 18, respectively, they have both lost their virginity and have reputations for being players amongst the pack’s she-wolves. They were going to be in trouble once they met their mates though because they have their fair share of stage-5 clingers that won’t give up without a fight. And I mean a full-blown, knock down, drag out, fight.

I continued, “If you and my brother are fucking, I swear I will have your blood on my hands. I’ve killed hundreds of people before, you’ll just be another one of them. You should never long to see me angry, ever?” Angel started shaking at the mention of me killing people. She struggled letting her sobs come out, I was still blocking her windpipe. She was on the brink of collapsing, so I let her go. I'm not planning to kill her, at least as of yet. I watched her grasp for air, holding her throat. After she balanced the oxygen in her body, she started wailing. “If you don't open this door now Ace, I'm going to break it. Leave Angel alone, it's not her fault!” Luis mumbled, still fighting a los

he shouted, indicating a corner smeared with dark red. Ember was unable to stomach the horrific scene and averted her gaze. "These victims are just children who know what inhuman treatment they've endured!" Overwhelmed with guilt, she lamented, "We've come too late." Caleb offered a comforting hand on her shoulder, reassuring her, "Those people are cunning. They must have left some trail. I'll have someone tracking them down. They won't escape us." Ember nodded, composing herself, and expressed her gratitude to Caleb, "Thanks for everything."