Clockwork Angel Novels & Stories

“The day after tomorrow.” My heart skipped. So soon. Japheth hadn’t told me yet. Was he planning to? Or was he waiting for the right moment? I smiled to myself. If he wanted to call me into his bedroom just to tell me the date, I wouldn’t complain. Not even a little. “You should get prepared,” Angel wrote. “And get me prepared too.” I nodded. Packing her things was my responsibility. As I left her room, I wondered if I should ask my assistant to help. It would be easier, but part of me wanted to do it myself.

With that, I greeted them with a wide smile. "Hello, good morning lovely human beings! College and yet still lazy? Are you really just planning to be a freeloader at home and not make an effort? Good thing an English Mage is here, Naenia Lovercraft! Your certified ghostwriter and academic commissioner!" I said sweetly and approached them and even gave them a light kiss on the cheek.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

Angel Michael assembles his Angels to fight, as a cherub I'm not allowed to fight because I'm 50 years only Angel above 100 are allowed to fight but I'm permitted to watch, and since I'm gifted by the Father with the spirit of healing, I can heal any angel who gets injured, Angel can be wounded and they die but when they die their soul will go back to the Father for reincarnation but without death, Angels can live forever without getting old, I'm 50 years but in the human world I will look 17, a thousand-year angel can look 25 in human age and be like that for as long as he lives, unlike what humans think Angels can't see the Father, we only feel his presence and he speaks to us. Angel Micha

In not being happy to see myself. But this was my chance to try to turn things around. Of trying to be your friend. What was wrong with that? If we were neighbors we would have to get along. At least if he would stop shutting the damn door in my face. — Angel! — Rachel yelled my name. — Come here! She stood by the glass door of her living room casting me a deadly look. Before I went to his presence, I took my oxygen pump out of the bag and sucked it in. I needed to.

“No. You’re not going to see him privately. Whatever you have to say, say it here.” Professor Malcolm heaved a deep sigh and took his seat. “Have you found any other thing apart from these two?” “Oh, yes sir. Recently, I found some gunpowder as I slept.” “Gunpowder? Hmmm.” Professor Malcolm stretched his hands and dropped the broken pocket watch on his desk, then he began to talk. “This watch is broken, because you won’t be able to tell the time. If you look a little deeper you’d find out that the shorthand of the clock is crooked. It’s so say that, whenever they want to come for you, you won’t know.”

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

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.

His smile grew into a smirk, "No need to tell me Angel. I already know." I scoffed and then gasped, "Oh no! My mom is going to kill me, what time is it?" I asked him, my eyes wide with panic. He looked at his watch before glancing at me, "Ten minutes before six." "Nooo... why must this world hate me? I still have to get ready!"

Angela’s POV I woke up at exactly four in the morning. I took a bath and wore my uniform as a maid then I tied my hair up. I made sure to look presentable and neat before finally going out of the room heading towards Lucifer’s room. Based on the schedule that Miss Olivia gave me, he’s going to work today so I have to prepare his suit and tie, and his shoes too. I knocked on the door of Lucifer’s room and of course, he didn’t open it neither responded. It’s still early in the morning so I’m sure he’s deep asleep, just like before. I knocked once more and this time, he finally spoke, “Come in…”