Charmed Angels Novels & Stories

Her stare turned into glares and she put on a sick smile on her face. "Oh look who's here! My lovely cousin!" she exclaimed, sarcasm dripping in each and every words she said. Ace turned to look at me and his eyes widened when he realized that I, Angel, was standing in front of him. "I'm so pleased to see you again" she said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Satan" I replied coolly and stood straight making my way to the balcony, next to Ace. My cheeks reddened when i realized that Ace was checking my dress. His eyes raked over my body shamelessly and he smirked.

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

That's when I saw Kuya Kali who was about to go to bed and I just smiled at him as a thank you, I felt my vision gradually darken and after that everything I could see became black. .... THIRD PERSON POV When Guia lost consciousness, the Angels just kept singing. And all of a sudden the angels circled Charlatan's head while still singing... Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy~ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy~ Holy, holy, holy, holy, holy~

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.

He just turned and closed the doors. “Gran?” Angelica whined as she looked around. My mother gave me a sad look and I hugged my daughter tight in my arms. Charlie joined in and asked Angelica to play a game together. He was a smart boy, already with a natural personality to protect and lead. We told all three kids that Charlotte had left with the moon goddess. She wouldn’t be with us anymore, but would always be looking down on us, watching over our family and pack. Angelica and Matthew didn’t completely understand. They wanted to plead to this moon goddess they knew so little about to return her. Charlie was silent though. I think he knew the reality that we had no choice with death. His Gr

And us. The Revenants. Those who are Somehow Not Quite As Dead As They Should Rightly Be. Angels in most ways, but... not created that way. And not permanent, either; we're a bit like awkward guests who hang around for a bit, help ourselves to the expensive booze, then piss off to somewhere else. I always get the feeling the Cherubim are gossiping about us, the cheeky little sods. It's all very bureaucratic. Not a harp in sight, unless you're that way inclined.

“How dare you?” “I am terribly sorry, madam. But I am just following the protocols. This is what every reincarnated god and goddess had to go through. This is for the safety, sanctity and secrecy of the divine realms, my lady.” “No. You are lying.” Angelique cannot believe the nonsense that Charon was speaking about. It is impossible for her family, who knew her from the moment she was born, to just forget she ever existed. She saw her mother go out the house. She rushed to her to disprove everything Charon had said.

"Charlie, long time no see! How have things been for you?" Angelina spoke with a false smile, directing her words towards Marlie. She put on a show of being the perfect girl in Chad's eyes, but deep down, she had ulterior motives of taunting and mocking Marlie.

It was… "Damien!" She yelled, running towards me. Jake had a confused look on his face, as he tried to reach her, but couldn't. Finally, the woman came to me, on her knees as she tried to shake me. "Damien! Damien!" It was my loving future wife, Charlotte. Now that I think of it, Seeing her blurry vision… sorta reminds me of the cute little kitten like child, who reminds me of an angel I met at my home when I was just a little kiddo. Wait… angel? Don't tell me?

, said Charlie. I saw a familiar number on my phone screen calling me. It was a number that I hadn't called in a long while. But I have never forgotten it of it's the owner. "Hello", I said quietly. "How old is she?", he asked. I heard a calmness that resembled fury. "Three", I said. "I know she is mine", he said. "Yes", I agreed with him. There is no use in denying it. My Angel already looks like Dane. Her eyes, hair colour and temper mirrored his in every way.