Angels With Black Wings Novels & Stories

“You already knew that didnt you?” “I never had confirmation, but the resemblance was undeniable. But the thing that really confirmed it for me was seeing you black wings. Only demons have black wings. Angels have white wings. I was curious what color yours would be. Mine were black, I assumed it was because I had chosen sides immediately but I wasn't sure about you. I thought maybe they would be some shade of gray.” He answered honestly.

I knew the creatures that were banished here were unsafe for our realm… But I couldn’t imagine Dominik doing anything that could be deemed unsafe. It was just a strange feeling. Besides the feeling of doom that I got around him, and well, all of them really, I couldn’t imagine them being so bad to deserve this punishment. It seemed crazy. “I’m sorry you have been here that long, that is insane. What kind of creature are you anyways?” I asked. I probably shouldn’t have, but I was curious. Being Human I didn’t really know much about the supernatural. He stepped back from me for a moment. “I am an angel.” He said, and suddenly a very large pair of black wings sprouted from his back. They were g

Gasps erupted around the road. “What—” “No way—” My breath came in ragged bursts as I slowly turned my head. Out of the corner of my eye I saw them. Wings. Massive wings arched behind me, their feathers shimmering in the sunlight. But they weren’t the shimmering white tones of angels. They were black. Not just dark. Black as midnight. I heard someone choke behind me. “That’s not possible,” one of the mages whispered. “She’s not—” “Those aren’t angel wings.”

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

The most rare was called the arch angels. They had beautiful white wings that could fly to the heavens if they chose to. Their skin glowed like the sun and their eyes were white. Everything about them was pure and beautiful. The hell angels find and eliminate these shifters. Only our king, Chase stands with those wings now and after two hundred years they have been considered an extinct race.

If he were any other being, I would’ve already crushed and bent him to my will. I walked through the veil to Eden. I felt an unnatural force that didn’t belong there. If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed it. There were a few hundred of my soldiers. There was something wrong with them their wings they were black, they tore at their feathers, leaving behind what looked like webbed black membrane. Their eyes were black voided of the light of Mom and Dads love and light. No this was hate, more were continuing to fall to earth. I reached for the sword at my side and mentally replaced my white robes for my armor. I called for my twin, Michael, and Lucifer to help me dispa

Not long after they disappeared, five angels came from the direction Vlad had stared at. Once they flew above the area where Vlad and Vanora had been at, the black mark from before appeared and all the angels lost the ability to fly. Their wings folded in and refused to open as if they lost control over their bodies. Spikes made of earth sprouted out from the ground. The angels panicked and flailed helplessly as they descended from the sky.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

the man asked, pointing to a huge wing decoration in the middle of the room. "Usually the black wings refer to Lucifer, the fallen angel, Satan. Black wings are usually used as a symbol of satan worship, that's what I know." "You're clever, child." The man said as he rubbed Alexa's nose. "You're not afraid?" "As long as they're men, their weakness is in their crotch. I will fuck them and they will worship me as their new satan." Alexa said in a haughty tone. The man smiled. And that smile! Oh God, Alexa recognised that smile. Even more, Alexa felt that she had met this man somewhere before, but she couldn't remember.

-Have you met seraphim before? - Only once. She appeared on my doorstep and asked for herbs to treat my husband. I still remember her blond curls and kind sky-blue eyes. It's a pity that she is no longer alive. - Valya fell silent, sadness frozen on her face. Ira wanted to ask something, change the topic, but the Oracle spoke first: “Since everything in the world should be in balance, Lilith, the goddess of the Black Moon, also chose the one who bears her Gift.” But her Power is not inherited, and therefore Lilith herself chooses those who are worthy of her gift. The goddess gives them black wings. I've never met anyone like them. They say that the children of Lilith and the children of Sele