Books About Fallen Angels Romance Novels & Stories

~ AUTHOR'S NOTE ~ This book is based on a fantasy world of werewolves. This story is a why choose romance, which means the main character will not have to choose between her love interests. The book has a unique plot in which werewolves are not bound in a mate bound until they take a special oath, they can choose whoever they want as their mate. Keep this in your mind while reading the book. Be aware of your triggers, lovely readers. This book contains strong language, violence, torture, reverse harem, and explicit sexual content.

Shadow raised her head to smell it, her big brown eyes curious, but upon finding it to be nothing other than frustrating ideas, she resettled. It had seemed so easy at first glance. Audrey and Ray had fallen in love once; I knew they could do it again. I had buzzed through my shift, sprinted home, and hopped on the computer for research. Fast forward two hours and I had no results. Everything I found was either too complex or too reminiscent of “The Parent Trap”. I had no idea how to get these two people to fall in love, let alone how to get them in the same room. My balloon of hope and excitement was quickly deflating, reality a slow leak sinking it. My phone chimed, and the noise startled

I… Is that what it is? “You’re wrong, Jean. I’m not a good man.” I turn my head away from her. Even the thought of looking at the angel in front of me makes me curl up in shame. “My hands are dirty. There’s no point in trying to see the good in me, there is none.” Saving those people, providing for the D’Angelo family… those are all penance for all the sins I’ve committed. In that way, I could pay for my crimes and repent for my actions.

Now that she was away from the scene, she felt differently about her actions. Clara settled down to sleep with Caiden’s arms around her. *** Clara woke up to find Caiden sitting on her window seat with a book in his hand. She smiled at the sight of him and then she groaned when she saw the book in his hand. She had been hiding her new stash of romance books from Caiden so he wouldn’t tease her. “Good morning,” the demon said cheerfully. “You’ve expanded your reading repertoire. I thought I would sample some of the new ones. At least there’s no werewolves in this one.”

Alice felt tempted to say as if it was only natural to answer the vampire’s words at that moment, but Renriel just nodded. “As a human, it must be something natural to feel.” With his eyes raised to Kalias, he completed and said, “But it will be on two moons that things begin to change for you, won’t it, my dear... king?” The fallen king sighed, his eyes fixed on the window.

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.

“Sebastien saw it in you. And then about the book, the rift, it all made sense now. Everything about you just falls into pieces, but there is more he couldn’t see from your past. It was blocked, but he knew it was there.” “That’s impossible. I don’t have a fallen angel blood.” “Whether you believe it or not, that’s a part of you, Amelia. That’s who you are.” “Well, aren’t fallen angels bad? The reason why God cast them out of heaven is because they sided with Lucifer and rebelled against their creator. They fell into temptations. The reason why there are demons. So I was one of the bad seeds. Don’t look at me like I’m something special or stronger than any other being. Considering my mother

’’, I mumbled to myself. Finally finding the perfect book, it is an age-gap mafia and enemies to lovers romance book. There was a couch in the library, I made my way to it and started reading. I lost count of the time. Reaching my room with the book in my hand, I see Rowan standing in front of my room. I braced myself to face him. ‘’Where were you?’’, he spewed the bitter words in my face. He was fuming, for what reason?Did he look for me?

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”

I locked the door behind me, pulse still racing, heart pounding with the excitement of the stolen night. Sliding into the sofa, I closed my eyes, letting myself relive the memory, letting it consume me. Desire, forbidden and irresistible, makes every nerve ache for her again. I crossed the line between tease and truth, between desire and restraint, and the knowledge both terrified and thrilled me. And Angel’s confession had unlocked something primal in me, something I couldn’t—wouldn’t—ignore. She's mine. My fallen angel.