Novel & Cerita Clockwork Angel Series

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

‘Or worse, they might kill Tony! And this time, Angel now knew him. Knew his name. Minutes ago. He’s not a stranger anymore. Unlike the cabbie. ‘I can't have that in my conscience.’ Again. The faucet dripped. One bead after another. Like a clock ticking down. Slowly. Like time had stopped. ‘So, what do I do now?’ He eyed Tony. Tony who looked like he was undressing Angel. His posture was relaxed. Even though the door had just burst open!

I donned it, the screen flickering to life on my wrist. “Good morning, Angelina.” The voice was a smooth, synthetic baritone, emanating from the sleek watch on my wrist. It sliced through the thrumming in my skull, a sound so irritatingly pristine it felt like an assault. “It’s Ang, for fuck’s sake!” I snapped, my voice gravelly and raw. “How many times must I say it? My name is Ang. It’s three fucking letters.” A barely perceptible holographic shimmer hovered above the watch face. “I do apologise. Good morning, Ang. The time is 9:45, Saturday the 2nd of June 2035. You have no appointments.”

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

Ace’s POV I got back home in the middle of the dark, and headed straight to bed. Angel was still sleeping peacefully, and I snuggled beside her, then held her into my arms as I listened to her rhythmed breathing. On the other hand, my racing thoughts didn't give me the privilege of getting to slumber, so I watched into the phantasmic sunrise amidst the dark, raging clouds. Around 7am, Angel regained consciousness. She didn't say a word, she just stood from my numb arm's rest, and disappeared into the bathroom.

Night exclaimed entering in only to see Sandra trembling in pain “where is the clock?” Bella walked towards them “ he broke it” Shade replied “what!” bella yelled “it was out of anger” Night replied trying to justify his actions “ that is why she started having pain in her heart” Bella exclaimed in frustration ‘what do you mean?” Night questioned “ are you really stupid? The clock is connected to her . Any damage done to the clock would hurt the person connected with it. The clock can repair itself by taking energy from the person connected to it. so the clock is taking energy from Sandra but since she lack it it’s affecting her body hence she is feeling all the pain”

He pulled me into a kiss that tasted of ancient pine, frozen starlight, and the End of the Audit. "We’ve got the army, Darlene," Eryx whispered, his crimson eyes scanning the eleven sisters. "No," I said, looking toward the horizon, where the obsidian sky was forming a massive, spiraling Clock-Tower of Bone. "We’ve got the Jury." "The Twelfth Layer of Entropy is activating," Leo said, his runes turning a steady, lethal indigo. "And it’s the Chamber of the First Luna’s Final Clock." I looked at the eleven sisters, then at my own scarred hands.

"Ms. Floyd! Get up for breakfast!" Madelyn called out to her several times before Angel woke up. She rubbed her eyes and muttered, "What time is it?" "It's almost 11 o'clock!" Madelyn replied. "Huh? Is it already 11? Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" Angel sat up and yawned uncontrollably. She was wearing pajamas, and one of the buttons was undone. Madelyn was stunned when she saw Angel's body. There were several marks on Angel's chest. What was going on?

I know I'm a pain in the ass. "So, what happened to the souls that escaped you?" I curiously asked him. "They get hunted by Thanos." I remembered the other death angel that I saw the same day Kairos first showed himself to me. That angel has a darker aura than Kairos. Kairos looked at me. "How's your mission?" "She's a pain in the ass." "And so are you." He took out something from his coat. It was a silver pocket watch. He looked at it for a moment before turning to me. "Fifty days. That's your time left."

meanwhile in the sky good angel is biting her nails in tension without understanding anything evil angel : do you want to eat your hands too good angel : no but I'm tensed evil angel : why good angel : he is saying to let her go evil angel : he knows very well what he is doing good angel : really evil angel : wait and watch