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And when she gets back to the Lost boy, should she tell him that what she thought was Peter is the Angel? Now that she worries about what will happen, the thought of when they get back home, to other world has crossed her mind. Will she be able to remember her friends? Is she going to wake up in a white room? Or to her room and gaze at her full sized window? Everything is uncertain. On a big cotton cloud above, The Angel of Death had just woken up with a big smirk plastered on his mouth. His clone, a much older version of him just got back from talking to the lady and has reported everything he wanted to know.

Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow. Kram faced everyone and deeply breathed slowly, worried and restless. His wings slowly went down as he sighed in fear and worry, “A vampire was awakened in the human world,” he said, loud and clear for everyone to hear him. All eyes looked at him in horror; the angels looked at each other at the same time, some got worried and some began to panic. They were not expecting the news, and what’s worst was it was an unexpected predicament, something they never heard for too many years, something that they never wanted to know at all

Azriel replied. “Alright, that’s swell… You can come back now – I think we have a lead!” “Oh – seriously? How? When?” “You’d know the details when you get here…” “Okay – But I was supposed to meet Professor Allen Wake tonight in five hours though… Should I not go?” “Yes Az, just come home… we don’t have time for ghost stories right now… I’m at a crime scene Az, there’s been another multiple murder… I haven’t gone in yet… but that’s what I hear --- He is back Az… the angel of death is back!”

As if the chair had bitten her, she shot to her feet and pointed at me. “Rachel! You… You’re not dead…” I nodded. “I did die once, but I came back from hell. After all, there are still debts to settle.” I stared at her pale face and smiled brightly, asking, “Didn’t Victor tell you?” I paused before continuing, “In the Medici family, debts are always collected. They’re never left unpaid.” Her body swayed before she collapsed back into the chair, completely drained. “First thing,” I said, my gaze cutting into her like a blade. “Get up. That’s not your seat.”

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…”

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'

I knew she wasn’t dead and I couldn’t decipher the reason she wasn’t waking up. I know divinity isn’t something to be revealed to a mere human, but the supreme one should understand that it wasn’t the little girl’s fault that she saw it likewise not mine also. I could even say it was the heaven’s fault that she saw it because if there wasn’t a disruption in heaven nothing of such would have happened. I’ve heard about such event that also happened many years ago when brother Basath was sent to earth as a guardian angel of the perfect one then. It happened 60 days ago before I got my own mission as a guardian angel. So it was approximately 600 years ago on earth.

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

and stepping out. “Wait.” “Yes?” Elena breathed out as she turned around. She waited until the chauffeur helped Angel out of the car and into his chair. His expression was unreadable as his gaze met her widened ones. “Meet me at the studio in an hour.” ~ The large antique clock in the hallway struck nine as Elena turned the lock in her room and stepped into the hallway. Her slender figure walked steadily past the last group of servants heading to their quarters to retire for the night. They were in a group of three, three chattering females. The women smiled brightly on seeing her and gave speedy waves, bidding quick goodnights.