Arch Angel Blade Novels & Stories

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

The pups’ laughter fades away and when I opened my eyes, Divina and my pups were gone. Archangel Gabriel gives me a sympathetic look. “It would have been a beautiful life. It’s the one I was rooting for,” he says quietly. The background shimmers and the colors morph into a new landscape and an angel with light blue wings stands with their back to me. Wings that remind me of Divina’s. I can’t tell if the angel is male or female at this angle. They stand at the edge of a cliff looking out over the ocean as it crashes against the rocks below. My breath catches when the angel turns and it’s Divina. She looks sad. Her eyes are dull with dark circles. She is dressed in battle gear and her shoulder

Now, if I want to be even dirtier, I can, but wait for it… “Azron, I have this.” He only but shakes his head at me. So in less than five seconds, he slides his Angel blade out, and there is a complete hush of silence that falls over the room as he comes and stand firm next to me and point it towards those very seven Angels that now have the fear of seven horrors in their eyes. I move but inches forward to the seven Angels that are watching me and are trembling, “Now, I suggest that we all drop our blades, and all of us can go home.”

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

Ally hugged both of us. "I'm not going to die" I mumbled and Ally smacked the back of my head. "If you continue doing this shit, one day, you'll bleed to death" Ally said and took a deep breath. "Stop doing this, Angel" she pleaded. "You're not the only one hurt, you're hurting us too" Rachel sobbed and I rolled my eyes. "You need help, Angel" she sighed. "I'm sorry" I groaned. "Now please stop crying" I begged when I saw the guys walking to us. She wiped her tears away and glared at me.

I can't read his face, and time ticks by slowly until Azrael whispers words I already knew. "I love you." My eyes widen when a giant sword pierces through Azrael's back. The blade is glowing as if the angel sacrificing himself gave it more power, and then it enters the bat with ease. "No..." My voice is weak, and tears are already falling from my eyes. Azrael coughs blood until his eyes turn glazed, and I freeze when both Fabian and Azrael start fragmenting into thin air. White feathers are circling me, caressing my skin, until suddenly, both the monster and the angel disappear from my eyesight.

preventing the angel from being able to escape the formation even if she tried to fly out of it she would be entrapped by the water dome every single blade in the formation of sparkling and sharp glinted coldly in the sunlight was pointed at her with deadly precision looking around with wide eyes she couldn't possibly fight every single blade in the formation they were way too many and they had nothing to do with the two scimitar swords still blazing with angel fire in Kyra's grip she didn't forget how those two swords could also be controlled independently by Kyra's mind okay I give up! she cried what was that? Kyra asked with a smirk it wasn't quite loud enough I surrender she yelled to th

"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 girl exclaimed, visibly petrified. “Damn it!” Angel said as she released a sky full of petals. Since she had received her mother’s Goddess of Nature legacy, her special powers were more in touch with nature. Each and every one of these petals she made was a deadly weapon. Suddenly, a voice shrieked loudly. “Summer! Be careful!” ‘Summer?’ Angel turned her head and was met with a horrific sight. Summer was surrounded by four Iron Demons at the time. They used their swords to set up a sword formation, trapping Summer entirely. These swords were radiating law power too. Hence there really was no way out of that.