City Of Fallen Angels Book Novels & Stories

Moments later, a shout rose outside. “The griffin carriage lost control!” “Is that Adrian Seraphiel?” “Why did he not open his wings?” My steps paused for only a moment. Then Cassian came quickly from the council hall and took my hand. “What happened?” “Nothing,” I said. The noise outside faded. In my last life, I had looked back at Adrian too many times. Each time, I only made myself smaller and easier to hurt. This time, I would not look back again. Cassian led me inside. Beyond the high windows of the Holy Court, the cloud sea rolled beneath the sky, and our child moved gently inside me, like a spark of dragonfire reminding me that my future was already in my hands.

Claire turned and looked at Arsen, who had been staring at her intently the whole time. “Because after that, they will improve themselves, just as those red leaves will fall, replaced by a new, more mature and stronger spirit,” Claire continued with a faint smile on her lips. Arsen was stunned by her words. He immediately recalled how his father had treated him all this time, causing his eyes to well up with tears without him realizing it. “Believe me, no matter how great a person’s mistakes may be, they will change for the better with God’s intervention. Life is beautiful if we view it with an open and objective mind,” Claire continued, causing a single tear to roll down Arsen’s cheek uncon

Once the door closed behind me, I leaned against it for a moment, my breathing still unsteady, but clear enough for one realization to hit me. I’d fallen too deep for a man who didn’t even see me as someone worth thinking about. “Good job, Angela,” I whispered. “You might’ve fallen for a man who will never be yours. You’re just… a part of his life. Something he uses. And leaves whenever he wants.” “What are you? Stupid? Desperate? Or do you really just enjoy being hurt?”

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.

<3' PeanutButterCups <3 'Okay. We'll see you there. Matteo's waiting in the quad when you're done.' I put my phone back in my bag and leave it at the bottom of the stairs with those stupid heels and my dress. I run up the stairs while tying my hair in nothing but my underwear. My footsteps are the only sound echoing off of the old rubble of the old ruins of the university. I love the history behind it. The university used to be the castle for the human kings and queens before THE RIP. Durning THE RIP a Great War occurred, the other worldly beings against the humans and each other. The humans fought vailiently to protect the world said to be blessed by the gods. The Faerie were leading the wa

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?”

He whispered only four words. "He's awake before time." The ink-covered hand continued descending. And every story ever written... began losing its ending. Every ending... began to disappear. Across the City of Forgotten Authors, books flew from broken windows. Their final pages dissolved into black ash before touching the ground. Children cried. Elders clutched empty journals. Entire lifetimes were vanishing. The ink-black hand continued descending from the fractured heavens. It was so immense that its shadow swallowed the entire city.

“That was a joke, sorceres girl. I guess you simply shove it. How should I know? It’s you sorcereses who keep Addict angels locked up and cruelly train them as if they need saving simply because they’ve become addicted to the joys of humanity. Although, admittedly, that risks them joining the ranks of the Fallen.” I blinked. “Imagine that I understand nothing.” “Ridiculously simple to do.” Mischief snatched my hair, at the same motherent that he slammed my hand onto the door. “Behind here, lies an angel who has done nothing worse than love humans. Merely by being on Earth, however, and outside Angel World, we angels slowly become Fallen angels. If I were to step outside the spelled protectio

said Jacob. Immediately Zoya couldn't hold back her tears. She immediately hugged Jacob tightly. "You are the best person I have ever known, sob sob..." Zoya whispered with tears in her eyes. Everyone in the room felt what Zoya felt. *** -Year 2045- “They're in! They're in! The south gate has collapsed!” shouted one of the soldiers. The hundreds of monsters rushed in and immediately rushed into the building. Luckily, the residents in the Hope building had been evacuated to a bunker located in the basement. Only Professor Alex and a few of his men remained in his study.

AVA’S POV After the grand walk-in of those men in tailored suits with their leader, Vincenzo, who had me on chokehold, not because of his handsomeness, but because of the aura emitting from him, everything changed. It screamed danger so much that ice slashed down my spine at any given chance. And his soulless eyes? It was everything I wasn’t. Cold. Calm. Domineering. Dark and menacing. I almost melted under his scrutinizing gaze and the second he turned on his heels and disappeared down the hallway, I was finally able to breathe again.