Clockwork Angel Novels & Stories

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.

Gavreel pov All Angel must train to know how to fight not for violence but to protect humans and in case of times like in the beginning when we have to fight Lucifer and sent him and his Angels to hell, this is our second fight since the beginning of time, fight with the bloodline of Dracula, they are royalties and also pure blood vampires which make them very stronger than their follow vampires, over centuries the Father has been merciful to them but no more, that see themselves as God, Vampires are just Lucifer lab rats, he wanted to make human but its something he can never do, Because humans as flawed as they are, they are created with love, light and the will to have they own choice, th

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.

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…”

Hess, the old maid who helped Amara to dress up praised the girl who's looking herself in the mirror dressed like an angel. Her short hair which reached till her shoulders was styled by the old lady in a very appealing way and her pale face was covered up with a light makeup. The old lady made sure to style her hair so that the scar on Amara's left eye would be hidden good. Gulping down the lump in her throat Amara saw herself sitting in front of the mirror looking at her own reflection. Hideous! That's what came into her mind in the first place.

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'