Chainsaw Man Angel Novels & Stories

A single lantern sat on the desk. Another man was waiting there. He didn’t look like a rogue. He was dressed in clean, dark clothes. He had cold, calm eyes. He looked at me like I was something he couldn't quite figure out. “Sit, Luna Peniel,” he said. I didn’t sit. “Who are you?” “You can call me the Angel ,” he said. “I work for someone who is very interested in you.” My blood went cold. Henry. He was the only one I knew right now who could do this.

The battle momentarily ceased as the friends watched, their hearts filled with a flicker of hope. But Mr. Lancaster, consumed by his demonic power, refused to yield. With a furious roar, he lunged at the angelic being, his talons aiming to strike a fatal blow. However, the angel effortlessly sidestepped the attack, its radiance intensifying. "Your reign of darkness ends here, Mr. Lancaster," the angel declared, its voice infused with righteous fury. In one swift motion, it extended a hand, releasing a beam of divine energy that enveloped the demon.

As if hearing his thoughts an angelic young man appeared on the throne room double door and started walking into the throne room, his pale white porcelain skin was glowing, his cascading shoulder length hair was so white as if it was a white bulb itself as flutters in the wind, the male's white eyebrows were contorted in a slight frown, the young man angular face was so beautiful like an angel, his chiseled body was so sexy and would turn any girl on immediately. When the angel got close enough to the throne the man saw his face and was frozen stiff "A...Angelo?, h...how come?" he asked but it was more like he was asking himself than the angel in front of him, the angel's frown disappeared a

I had no idea what the liquid did, but I had a feeling that it would make a statement. Angel used the blade to carve a symbol right underneath her collarbone. Then Angel’s glowing hand was pressed on the top of it. It caused Sharice to scream. We could all smell the burning of flesh, but none of us gave a shit at this point. Grant passed me some hot tamales before popping some in mouth. He was right. This show needed some snacks. “Now, each time I snap my fingers, this heat will burn though your body. Might want to stop fucking with me,” Angel said with a smirk.

"I used to be a Weaver before I became a Reaper. Before, in my dreams, I always saw this angel that felt so close to me. I could see its face, but I didn't know its name. It constantly recurs in my dreams every night. I grew fond of that angel, and I think that's because I was a Weaver—as our blessings have something to do with emotions, maybe I couldn't use the blessings well that it controls me instead. "So, I decided to be re-classed. I also find Weaving a boresome task. I always see entities fall in love while I am lost, looking for that soul to complete me. So, I chose to be a Reaper, and maybe—just maybe, it could help me suppress my fantasies over that angel I had never met. And it wo

The light that had not stopped devouring since it was released from the orb, stopped when it met this gang. It gradually grew smaller, but it was still big enough to destroy the castle and those in it. "This is the savior of the world...." The light spoke..for ten thousand years, it has never met people with abilities such as these two. "The first and last of this world, Madeline Rothschild, born of Barron the high elf and Reyna the angel of light...." Angel of light, her mother was the angel of light, Madeline looked at the sun and suddenly felt she saw her mother's face in it.

he said half smiling. “Yes.” Carlos said shaking his head. “Sorry.” James said stepping back and letting Carlos and Misty work magic to get their friend out of the chain. “Oh look we have Angels here.” Three different demons appeared, Anabel didn’t know who they were. “Legion said we could find some Angels here. So here we are, and as for the key, good luck breaking that magic, it was one of Hecta most strongest of them all.” He growled.

His cloak of black and blood red magic swirled around him in a tornado of speed, crackling in the air like tittering birds, to cover him from the assault. Then suddenly, the light snuffed out and the Shadow World righted itself once more. The moon shone its glow softly at the display of human wretchedness and blood glinted everywhere. Dean withdrew his magic from around him and peeled back his closed eyelids to reveal his dimmed eyes only to find himself surrounded by angel. A warm hand was on his back, the limb attached to the hovering boy whom his magic disobeyed orders to harm hulked over him like a tree as if to shield him from any approaching enemy along with three other insolent Angel

Her hellfire traveled through the ground, then shot up like a pillar, completely catching the third angel within it. A sharp agonising scream filled the skies. It shocked the angel facing Vanora so much that Vanora got a clean strike through her chest. As Vanora stared at the second angel falling to the ground, she realised that she was still glowing white. The agonising scream was also ongoing. She looked back at the angel who was convulsing on the floor in pain. When they made eye contact, the angel shouted angrily, "What a sadistic and cruel power this is! You're so horrible!"

Damien appeared out of the blue and then hang his arms to the man’s neck. The man whom he called Xavier quickly gushed out and pushed the demon, "Don't you dare call me friend, you fiend." Xavier glared at the demon. “You knew each other?” Chris blurted out. Damien didn’t answer and went in front of the man. He grinned, “Are you still angry about your first assignment?" The demon laughed, "Having deep resentment is bad for angels like you, don’t you know that?” Truth quickly unfolded through their conversation. So he's an angel? Chris thought.