Books With Fallen Angels Novels & Stories

Those wings looked scary, at least in Reiji's eyes, not that he would voice it out loud. "Fallen Angels are Angels that have fallen from the grace of God due to having "impure thoughts" that divert them from the teachings of the God in the Bible. The leaders of Grigori were tempted by human women and had fallen after having sex with them. And despite being cast out of Heaven, Fallen Angels can still use the power of light." - Akeno explained seriously to the men, they just paid attention. They were shocked, they didn't know about that except for Reiji because of family circumstances.

I pulled a book from the shelf, its cover adorned with intricate gold filigree, and settled into a near president to read. The book was a comprehensive companion to the history of angels and their fall from grace. As I read, I learned about the great elysian rebellion led by Lucifer, the brightest and most important of the angels. It detailed the events that led to the fall, the creation of Hell, and the eternal struggle between good and evil. My heart contended as I came across passages that mentioned Lorcan, though not by name, but by description a important departed angel, second only to Lucifer, known for his strength and fidelity.

A powerful one. "Is that...?" Verenya whispered. I watched the falling light twist and spin toward the earth, glowing with heat and glory and sorrow. Feathers burned to gold. Grace unraveling in a firestorm. A fallen angel. Falling... not randomly. Falling toward Seralyn Keep. I smiled slowly and glanced at my sister goddess. "Interesting," I murmured. "Another piece on the board." Verenya arched a brow. "Yours?" "Oh no," I said, smirking. "I haven't touched the angels in centuries. This one's falling by choice."

“Wait here, reception has a package for me.” Serenity nodded as Noah left the apartment, locking the door behind him and she sighed. She’d never been one to sit still and she climbed to her feet, going to the bookshelf. Prying yet another tome off the shelf, she went back to the sofa and sat down, opening it. This book was slightly different than the others. It told of angels and their powers. Of their blood thirsty needs. Of their lust for violence. Every page was splattered with dark stains and Serenity told herself it couldn’t be blood…

So it was easier to discern the order in the sky than farther north or farther south, where everything would seem more chaotic. A fallen angel... enshrined in moonlit seas. Only because he is a fallen angel, everything is full of sad … But that fallen angel had one chance in life that she was given. The roots of the law controv

“There are two choices; first, the angel's memories will be erased, he will be born again to gain his wings and become a guardian angel. It’s like a reincarnation.” "Second?" I asked, curious. "He will become a fallen angel." "What does that mean?" “Fallen angels become an oculus, an immortal person who sees everything. They can see every creature God made like ghosts, goblins, dwarfs, you name it. They can see them all.” “You are an oculus, a fallen angel? You choose to be— “ “I choose to live with the memories of the human I loved,” I saw pain in his eyes for a while. "I choose to live like this, it's hard that's why I kept myself in this book shop for years."

Because he was taller than her, reaching it would be a problem. “Who told you that? And where am I supposed to be?” the Fallen looked down on her. “The angel told me. I don’t know, you were supposed to be fighting the Bellua or something?” Amilia was still trying to reach the book to no avail. She was just small enough for him. “Don’t believe everything he says. Some of them are…” the Fallen didn’t finish what he was supposed to say. “Are what?” Instead of answering her, the Fallen only gave her the grimoire. He tapped her on the shoulder and looked somewhere. When Amilia followed his gaze, he was looking at the whirlwind forming somewhere. It doesn’t look good.

You’er Father was one of the Fallen’ Sensing my confusion she decides to explain. ‘The Fallen are the group of angels that left heaven, not wanting to be controlled or restricted by the laws of God. Vic as he goes by, fell in love with your mother and had you. When you were born, your father knew he had to protect you, not only from the other Fallen but other wolves and humans. When I say you are special Lizzy, you really are’ I sit up actually intrigued now.

“An angel who will bring justice and exact vengeance on Victoria.” The weight of those words hung in the air like a storm about to break, charged with power and finality. Jessa could feel the force behind them, the heavy truth of what the Queen was saying. This was no ordinary resurrection. Clarissa would not simply return to the world as she had been. She would be transformed, remade into something greater, something capable of carrying out a task that no mortal being could ever hope to accomplish. Jessa’s expression shifted almost imperceptibly as she tried to process the revelation. Her brow furrowed in protest, her lips parting as though to speak, to argue against the Queen’s words.

I told him everything about my involvement with Val and our recent encounter. “So, you mean, Val is now a fallen angel?” “Yes, and he said, he’s worked at the hospital for nine years. I think he didn’t make it through rebirthing,” “That’s impossible. From what I know, an angel will be a fallen angel if they enacted a grievous fault. Maybe Val has done something wrong,” “No, there’s something fishy about his extradition,” “What about it?” “I mean, Val discovered there’s something wrong about the rebirthing system. Why do I still remember being a Keeper when I was rebirthed?”