Are Angels Genderless Novels & Stories

“You grew up to be the pride of the country, to be the best you could be. And from that day on, all the colors in the world returned. Silverwall is an even more beautiful place than before.” “I… still don't understand why we're discussing this,” said Louise after a moment of admiration. "Why are we discussing this?" The nymph led Louise to sit back down. "Of course for your future, Lady." "What does it mean?" "All Angels come from special people, but not all special people can become angels because being an Angel is a choice," Tiffany explained, her eyes always turning sharp every time they talked about serious things. “Oh, Lady, you don't know how much I want to read you bedtime stories eve

Could she just spit it out already? "There's a hierarchy in the angelic realm. And it seems the highest of all the angels changed the rules. Now, angels, including chayot, are no longer allowed to date, marry, or have relations with anyone who isn't one of their kind." She rubbed a hand over her eyes. "I'm sorry he didn't tell you himself. I don't think he told anyone, except me, and last I heard, he was going to defy the rules and continue to be with you, but - " "Merde! Why didn't you tell me?" That explained why Gabe broke up with me, but not why he didn't just tell me.

It’s been two weeks since I made that bet with Aidan and Isak. I’d been surprised Isak suggested it. Not because he’s an angel. Humans have an entirely wrong view of angels. I’ve yet to meet one I’d described as kind or loving. They are NOT gentle creatures here to protect humanity. They feed off the sins of mortals. They want humans to sin; to me, that doesn’t make them any better than the rest of us.

As I make my way through the grounds, I can feel his eyes on me, soothing the sting of Mathias’ rejection. I meet Kendra in the house as soon as I get in. Unfortunately, Kendra is human, and it’s a no-no to tell humans about us unless they’re our mates. It has always been disastrous when students would find out. That’s when the questions come in. My favorite question is, “Is there a God?” When I answer, they regale me with more questions. The truth is that angels were cast out of heaven centuries ago. The big man wanted us to gain free will, so he released us to live with humans. The only difference is that we are immortal, have wings, glowing eyes, and mate for life. Other supernatural bein

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--

It has being my desire to go down to earth and stay with the little being, but I have never been selected as a guardian angel before because I wasn’t among the angel warriors and I wasn’t ready to be. The perfect beings are always posed to face different types of persecutions and evil on earth because of how they are, they can be created in form of male or female. They are blessed with divine beauty which cannot been seen on earth, everything about them is always perfect and they always shine brighter among their colleagues, even beyond their colleagues. Because of their nature, they are always threading on dangerous road, so a guardian angel is always sent with them to earth to wade off evi

Magic or kill the mate. “Has Aerain gone into heat yet?” I asked. “No, and she probably will not. Angels do not have that like shifters do. She might go through some sort of modified heat, but it will not be like normal heat for a shifter. Angels are fertile so getting pregnant is not an issue. We are as fertile as the fey or the elves.” Rhashad explained.

It was a welcome relief not to have her arguing with him, and he settled himself in the seat opposite her after instructing the pilot of their destination and their need to hurry. Angel’s silence didn’t last very long and almost as soon as they were up in the air, she seemed to revert right back to her old self. “You know we can’t just walk right into Italy, right? Not since supernaturals came out of the closet.” Layon couldn’t help but laugh at that. “You remember who I am, right?” he responded and watched her face drop with distaste at his need to be so bigheaded. “That doesn’t mean you can ignore the rules,”

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

I winked at my angel. "You're going to kill him for ruining your shirt!" She protested from the ground, her lips lifting into a pout. "When did she relish in the death of others?" I asked Ares, concerned; Abigail had healed a man she hardly knew yesterday and bargained away a part of her soul to those angels to save that stranger's life! Yet now, bathed in the blood that fell from his lips like a waterfall, she seemed to hunger for it. "Stop thinking! Kill it!" Ares roared, wrath coursing through my veins, "Take care of him so we can get back to the task in hand; mating her and filling her womb with pups."