Clockwork Angel Series Novels & Stories

The large clock in the room ticked proudly from second to second, laying the weight of the thick silence on our shoulders as we waited awkwardly for the staring contest to come to an end. I couldn’t take my eyes off Eva Axton. Sweetheart-shaped face covered with pronounced makeup, golden blonde hair, and tight-fitting clothes. She was at most fifteen and was already at the peak of teenage rebellion. Angel’s deep eyes were squinted and I wondered what was going on in his mind as he stared at his niece. It was obvious that Eva had angered him greatly and I was curious to know how he planned to punish her.

He was always minding his business and saw Lacian's irritation for him as a normal way of life. All the Angels in Dulmore had a mark at the left side of their chest. It was a kind of big Loop in circles with a lock in the middle of it. When a seed is borne, Ichabod personally instills the mark on their chest, welcoming them to the deepest celestial pit and brotherhood of Dulmore. It would be a big festival, because new born seeds are rare and would always occur, thrice in a year.

“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.”

Attention was again turned to the bottom of the plateau. When the Ruler is on that side and looks down it sees every desire below where the abode of mortals is. Van was one of the first angels to angel. The time he spent in Celes was probably not only a hundred years. He is also the highest of all the angels. But despite all that he still could not fully understand the Leader Guardian. Why it makes the decisions it makes. If why does it give a second chance. "If you really want to know why don't you ask me directly?"

She climbed into bed and recalled everything that had happened to see if she could find something that would help unmask the real culprit, Mrs Carter. Mr Garcia stayed with Camila for a while and left the room after tucking her in bed. He could not go back to the bedroom. He went to the bar and grabbed himself a bottle of whisky and went to the balcony. It was only 8. 30 p.m. in the night. He sat down and poured himself a glass of whisky and began sipping it.

I texted Angel not to disturb me for a while. *** "So what is it that you wanted to talk about?" I asked him as soon as he sat on my couch in my room. I had locked the room. "It's very serious." His face was serious enough to tell me that. "First of all, tell me this, how does Carl," he said his name with so much venom and hatred, "…know about this Kristina?" "That, I don't know myself…" He was right. How did Carl know about Angel? That was a very serious and disturbing question.

Angel One thing that I hate more than pink is Monday. I'm not a morning person, and the beeping of my alarm is annoying me as hell. Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Shut! Beep! The! Beep! Fuck! Beep! Up!

"Umm…hey Layon, it's me, Angel Hale. I know this is probably the last thing you need right now and I'm an idiot for even calling, but I really need to see you or at least speak to you. Can…can you please just call me back? Okay, bye." By the time she clicked the end call button, her cheeks were so red she could practically feel the heat coming off them when she lifted her hand to stroke a strand of hair from her face. Her skin was glossed with anxious sweat and her stomach clenched when the bell suddenly rang for the end of the period. People instantly began to stream into the hallway but luckily for Angel, she had managed to get a hold of herself just in time. Her wolf at least seemed to re

An hour later when morning time come as Ren woke up he noticed that Angel didn't return so he rushed went downstairs to check on her, he then opens up the door and there he sees her fall asleep while sitting then Ren lift her to the bedroom Angel is in deep sleep she dreamed that Mike and Augustine are calling her they while they keep on waving inviting her to join as she walks suddenly she waked up it is almost afternoon. The house is quiet so she decided to do something to prevent thinking about the past while she's eating Angel thinks to ask some advice from a father in church, an hour later she arrived at the place the church had few people then she approached one of the staff asking whe

“A Watcher. Well I'll be damned.” “Aren't you already?-” Samael stifled me with his hand. “Your levity is admirable, maggot. But this is more serious than I imagined.” “How serious can it be if the culprit is a watchmaker?” I asked, voice muffled. “Wrong, Watson. Watchers. Formidable angels that corrupted mankind. The ones that brought the Flood.” He near-forced me into the chair. “Sit here. Don't move,” he said. For a moment, I could swear he looked worried.