Aphmau Angels Novels & Stories

But before we can get to more than a handful, a booming voice fills the amphitheater: “ENOUGH!” A surge of power knocks us all off our feet. When we scramble back up, the pain is gone. Everyone’s eyes are healed. Apparently, the angel took care of it. “My apologies,” the angel says, his voice sonorous and echoing. “I didn’t realize mortals would be present. I’ll make sure my brothers don’t appear in their full form again.” “Stupid fuck,” Hermes mutters beside me. “Motherfucker!” I hiss, startled as he materializes—again—right next to me. “You need a goddamn bell.”

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

Obviously thinking something bad was about to happen, Rick quickly shuffled from his spot right next to me, keeping me as close as possible against his body. I hastily grabbed his hand, still warily eyeing the four seemingly young creatures as they gracefully advanced right towards us, their attention still trained on Micah. “Amariel. Finish him,” The white-haired female commanded with a simple flick of her wrist and in the fraction of a second, one of the three angels suddenly stood right in front of him, drawing one of those silvery blades they all usually carry right through Micah’s chest, his violent screams briefly cutting through the air, a bright white light seeping from the wound, ri

"The payment has been authorized. You may leave." I purse my lips and stand up. "Let's go, Arlo." Raphael turns to leave. Angels operate on Order, not Charity. They have a schedule to keep, and giving a ride to two homeless isn't on it. Angels are 'Lawful Good' on paper, but in reality? They are cold, clinical sociopaths who would let you bleed out on the sidewalk if saving you violated a protocol. I see Raphael raise a hand. He looks annoyed by Fenris's continued struggling. He's about to use force.

, the Elderly lady gave her a sweet smile that caused her skin to scrunch. "Ammo! Why do you call me Angel?", the little girl asked. "Because you are an Angel. My Angel! Your mother's Angel", the Elderly lady said. "But Angel has white wings and a white gown", the Little girl spoke as she was curious to know about the Angel. "You also have wings but it's not visible for us to see", Elderly Lady who was the little girl's Ammo replied to her. "Huh? Ammo your words confused me because my name is AASHMAAN", the Little girl replied to her maternal grandmother.

we are taking our leave Xander's and Kyra left the angels to their work sealing up the den and headed for the hummer sheathing their weapons so that they vanished from sight and getting into the hummer the leader of the troop watched the pair leaving when they had arrived on the scene they had not expected to find an emblazed demons den and a pair of seraphim in a loving embrace silhouetted against the glow of the fire they made a beautiful pair of warriors with their weapons in hand they finished sealing the den and reported back to base

The creatures of the Ambivalent world believed the circle of life and with this – it helped them move on quite easily. The creatures around the Turning their heads, the beings with light colored hairs paired with their white and silver garbs adorned with golden linens and jeweled buttons strode towards the center of the meadow where the Methuselah tree was located. Leading the troop of angels who were clad on their knightly uniforms was a woman who was being guided the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful.

Lord Morel said in a thousand voices. “I as well,” replied Damien who looked at the head oracle, Pan Phineas. “`Till we meet again, Damien. May I suggest you teach Sebastian the song of Phases?” “If he wishes to,” Damien replied with a curt bow. “Until we meet again.” - This is the end of Phasma Phase 4 - We shall meet again in Phasma Phase 5 after a short break from the author :)

There is a wide grin on her face as she looks between us. My eyebrow quirks up. "Uh, I think we might need an explanation for that one," I say slowly, glancing over to see Daniel just as confused. "Hybrids are more powerful than normal angels, right? So, we break them out of rehab and have them help us take down the Council!" Daniel lets out an incredulous snort. "Are you insane? Do you remember how high security was there?" "Yes, but I have also seen the strength of your pack. Plus, Ana is probably one of the most powerful angels in the world now that she's got her wings back.