Clockwork Angels Books Novels & Stories

Yaroslav nodded at me and I returned the favor before taking a seat on the chair in front of the desk which I assumed was Elijah’s. “Drink?” Elijah asked motioning to the bottle of whiskey which was on the bar table. Yaroslav nodded as Elijah poured him a glass and the man waited for my response before pouring at third glass. “At eleven in the morning?” “There’s no specific time to drinking” Elijah answered.

We all turned toward him. “This,” Uncle Lucifer said, his voice resonating through the room, “is a genuine copy of one of the Seven Books of the Fallen.” He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. “This particular tome belongs to the realm of Wrath.” Uncle Lucifer said as I felt the room atmosphere stall at his words. The Seven Books of the Fallen were legendary, whispered about in hushed tones among angels and demons alike. “But there’s a catch,” Lucifer continued, interrupting my thoughts.

My life couldn't get any better than it is now and I thank god everyday for sending this angel into my territory! ***Book 2 : Dice's little runaway will be out within the week. 5 chapters are already completed***

He doesn't feel comfortable looking at the clothes she wears because he sees something he shouldn't because of their shortness. Zekiel quickly put that thing out of his mind. It was clearly a temptation so he shouldn't be thinking about it. He went into the room where Jaylyn said she would sleep. He laughed at that. Now that he's wide awake he can't sleep anymore. In Celes the angels never sleep, especially the Leader. However, Zekiel tried to lie down on the bed there. It was not insignificant that it was softer than the bed he slept in at the hospital. He had only been in that world for a while and he understood how complicated the lives of those

NOELLE I'm still trembling when he pulls his fingers away, and I whine at the loss, my hips jerking after him. His eyes are dark, his chest heaving. But he's scanning the boutique, his nostrils flaring. "Angel," he rasps, his voice husky. "We need to move. The New Order might be close. The incense—" Rage ignites under my skin instantly. I shove myself off the wall, my legs shaky. "No."

"That mark belongs to me." She stepped back, blade raised again. "You're lying." He took a slow step forward, his eyes glowing brighter. "I wish I were." Before she could react, the sky darkened. Dozens of crows rose from the trees at once, shrieking and circling above them. The air grew heavy, the ground trembling under her boots. Kael looked up at the sky. "The Bloodbound has awakened." Seraphina didn't understand what he meant-she only knew one thing.

“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.

Anna had left Blue City to go work and study more at the John O’Hale Paranormal Institute; a leading institute for the treatment of werewolves, vampires, lycans, bats, sirens, demons and other paranormal species that might need treatment and that was why she was summoned home; her sister deserved the best care and so, she was to be given. In the five years, Georgia had gotten herself certified in managerial and secretarial skills, working as an air hostess for two years before settling to be a chef and then an hotel manager; she also runs a restaurant on the side. She thanked God that she had decided to hire assistants to oversee her duties in case she had to be absent; and then this popped

Heyyyyyyyyy I'm pretty glad I'm done with those two. I'm hurting too. Being the Don's Obsession is finished now as the second book in the series, "Angels for the Demons." Gianna Venditti and Zayne Xavier, this has to be the easiest book I've ever written, all thanks to you all for taking out time to comment and bug me. Lol, I love that too. Mint Mocha, you deserve a special chapter. I think I hurt you the most. Lol.

I just found where I'm going to spend the rest of my time while Keo is absent. I spend at least half an hour inspecting as many books as possible before one piques my interest. It's particularly old, written over a century ago. By the looks of it, it details some Angel-blood history regarding Demon's. Lugging the book upstairs, I lay it on my bed, flipping the cover open. I take my time scanning the small text, learning about the war, about Angel's depiction of Demon's. It's rough, hearing how they detail the mass death's, and how they justify it.