City Of Fallen Angels Novels & Stories

Akira: Come if you dare, i too need releasing some of my steam Hana: Don’t regret it. After saying that her body start changing, there’s a wing unfurled on her back. A pair of jet black raven wing appear. Her body too change to be more tempting to other gender. A sexy Falllen Angel appear in front of me. In her world. She is daughter of the leader of Fallen Angel. Fallen Angel on her world aren’t an Angel that fallen from his grace. But a Race.

And when I see a guy who has color black wings, like an angel, Lyca and I stop for a moment to look at him. “My name is Remiel. I'm a falling angel, and I came from heaven. I have a lot of sins, So I choose to make a place to the creature of God, that who has like me and try to cleanse their soul, but like other places, I have a rule, and one of does was been break by the four of you, And because of that you have to pay for that, And that was what I am doing to the two of your friends, I put them into the world that they are the one who can see. And inside of that was terrifying things like you being seeing a lot of monsters that could kill you while you are inside of the world that I made.

My wings felt weak, the tips were greying as my eyes fluttered shut and I lost consciousness. I sure hope that this is not my time, how can a human kill a fallen angel?

"His name is Ciasbe, fallen angel of the kingdom of envy. He performs services in the woods with nomadic humans. I found this body there, at the stake. They meet every full moon Friday.. And then they read the book, and a portal is opened in our world. It is through this portal that we cross, but many of us are really caught by the archangels. Only the smartest can find their way to the woods and possess humans.” A very bad sensation caused the words to dry in my mouth. I turned to Vraxlon, watching with him he was wielding his sword, waiting for the moment to attack. "Today is a Friday," I warned, arching an eyebrow. "And full moon" completed Faye, raising her eyes to the sky. "They may be

Kalias began, body tense, eyes dull and lifeless "if you’re right, I’ll kill you. I will tear out your heart and give it as a sacrifice to the fire, but if I am right, as I know I am, then you will awaken, Aynur the goddess of the night of all beings born with it; and by then, you will have fallen in love with me" 'This will never happen' was what was written on the girl’s face, a face covered in contempt. ☽ ━━━━━━━━ ❍ ━━━━━━━━ ☾

Shaun asks as I drive out of the parking lot and head towards the gate. "I am looking for a friend of mine who went missing in the city. Atlan and now you are simply tagging along." Because that is exactly what I need, two more people to babysit. Now more than ever I have confirmed that I am very much a loner. I'm not a sad loner, just a person who prefers to be alone. "In the city? There aren't many werewolves in the city. How did she go missing?" Shaun asks yet another question and I have to find the urge not to stop the car and tell him to get out. It would draw attention to us.

Asher’s POV Philip texted me the location right after the game ended, and I didn’t really plan on coming at first, but after the coach meeting about the upcoming draft talk for elite leagues, I needed somewhere to clear my head before going home. The Falcons had been beaten tonight, and everyone knew it, so the energy in the city was either celebration or bitterness depending on which side you were on. The bar was easy to find. Maybe a little too easy since it was just around the corner of the hockey ring.

Even though it's very brief. And lasted only a second— He saw them. Violet eyes. A one in a million eyes. So fucking pretty. He knew he should’ve looked away. Should’ve gone inside and finished his wine. Instead, Tony dropped the bottle. Grabbed his room keys. And followed the boy with the violet eyes. He moved with urgency. ** Angel’s POV He hated this city. Not because it was ugly—it was anything but that. On the contrary.. This.. city of Florence was too beautiful.

Lily literally falls for every hot dude she meets either in good circumstances or bad ones. “He is the Bratva’s first son, Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca.” My jaw ticked and my fingers dug into my palms, almost drawing out blood at the mention of his name. “Oh my gosh! He is so hot!” “Let’s go, Lily. I need to speak to Dad.” I walked past the dreamy girl, who wished she could have Vincenzo towering over her while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. But she had no idea that the devil does none of that.

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?”