City Of Fallen Angels Novels & Stories

TW-RAPE (not a scene just a mention) “The Black Hunter strikes us once yet again leaving a gruesome mess in the house of the murdered. Despite being a messy murderer, not a trace of DNA can be found. Careful. Whoever he is, what does he want and why has he targeted these specific targets?”

The child she had raised, her sweet Clarissa, was changing into something completely different, something beyond human. The realization hit Carmela hard—this wasn’t just a medical emergency, this was something deeper, something magical. The water, the transformation, the glowing tail—everything in that moment felt like it was coming from a different world altogether. Her heart ached as she tried to reconcile the daughter she had known with the creature that was now before her. Was this the beginning of something that had been dormant within Clarissa all along? Or was this a curse? Questions flooded her mind, but there was no time to ask. The fear in Anthony’s voice had shaken her to the bone

Raven said. Tyler and Cael secretly smiled. Cael knows Damon likes Raven while Tyler reads what Damon is thinking. "What about fallen angels?" Kyra asked. "They can shape-shift. Most of the fallen angels were with Samael. They cast them out of heaven," said Tyler. "Most fallen angels are demons." "Samael? Isn't it Lucifer or Satan?" Damon asked. Tyler just smiled and didn't answer Damon's question. "So, are you saying that woman may be a demon?" Hugo asked.

Flaming metallic scrapes rained down the sky and a pungent smell of burning flesh poisoned the air. The river flowing under the destroyed bridge was caught in red feiry blazes. The explosion had completely wiped out Blaine and his men's existence. It was an extremely distressing sight. Angela didn't dare to look over his shoulder and take in the massive destruction he had just unleashed. She knew it would haunt her forever if she did. She kept her gaze down not even meeting his eyes. Silent tears trickling down her cheeks.

When he finally pulled out, a torrent of demonic cum poured from my gaping asshole, mixing with my own juices on the altar. The fallen angel — still wearing Father Elias’s face — leaned down and kissed me deeply, his tongue tasting of smoke and sin. “You are no longer innocent,” he whispered against my lips. “You have fallen with me. Tomorrow night, the others will witness your new wings.” I lay there trembling, body covered in sweat and cum, holes ruined and leaking, mind blissfully corrupted. Seventy-four more nights of surrender remained. And I had never felt more alive — or more damned.

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be

"Good think I kept the old bunker going. Goldie wouldn't have forgiven me if I had let it go to rot." We descend, moving carefully in darkness, one rung of the ladder at a time as all of our people become ghosts in a city full of demons. To the surface world, our bodies are mixed in the ash of the fallen, the sins of both the enemy and ourselves burned to unrecognizable ash. Angel made sure that the fire would burn hot and true, lasting until every nugget of proof is lost.

He held me so tightly that I could barely breathe. “I was wrong.” His voice was hoarse as he buried his face in my neck. “Irina, I was wrong.” “Let me go!” I tried to free myself with all my strength. Yet, his grip did not loosen. His lips were pressed against my ears as he sobbed. “Come back. I beg you. Please come back.” I froze. The cold and heartless demon in my previous life was actually trembling before me?

The Cross Entertainment building makes me feel poor. Not just regular poor. Like dirt poor. Like I-shouldn't-even-be-breathing-the-same-air poor. Sixty floors of steel and glass in the middle of Manhattan. There's a fountain in the lobby. An actual fountain with koi fish swimming in it. Who puts fish in an office building? I stand outside for twenty minutes before I force myself to go in. Maya's blazer is too tight. The pants are too long. I look like a kid playing dress up.

Amber POV. During the last fifty years or something, heaven has been going into war with hell, they have gone insane, and they started to drop casualties, demons are dying, angels are dying, and others are falling. Angels are running away from the war, those are called fallen angels, they have black wings, and they go black after they fall after they lose their holiness and become creatures of heaven, but without any of the heaven touch left in them.