Novel & Cerita Constantine Angels

Michael's eyes blazed an intense scrutiny as he approached, drawing closer to the edge of the shield, and, as he did so, I noticed three other creatures had broken away from the army and were edging towards us, until finally all four of them stopped just a few metres away, lined up in a row. 'The Archangels,' I said to Ethan, not taking my eyes off of them. The Angel closest to where I stood, stepped closer to the shield. This one was darker-skinned than the others, with black shadows under his eyes like war-paint, and tight wiry blonde curls closely-cropped to this skull. Reaching out, he touched a gold-nailed hand to the shield, which fizzed and sparked under his touch and he snatched it a

said Angela, standing up from her seat. "You! How dare you?" shouted Caroline, rising from her seat in annoyance. "Listen, esteemed big miss. I have nothing to do with you or your family. So don't expect to rule my life. Now get out of my house!" banish Angel firmly. "Tsk, you're so arrogant." "None of your business! And one more thing: I and Cristian are very close, and nothing can separate us. Do you understand?" cried the angel. "Cristiano is mine!" she insisted.

What was she about to say? Constantine stood at the head of the long table, her gaze sweeping over the assembled witches. "My dear sisters and brothers," she began, her voice filled with confidence and authority, "we have witnessed a momentous change in our coven. We have cast off the shackles of oppression, and it is thanks to the bravery and leadership of one man—Cain, our Rapax Primus." The room erupted into applause, and I couldn't deny the truth in her words. Cain had indeed played a pivotal role in freeing us from King Crowell's tyranny. But something in Constantine's tone, in the way she emphasized Cain's leadership, sent a chill down my spine.

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance.

he said and shook his head in pity. "I love him!" Angel exclaimed again. It annoyed me. I clenched my jaw and took a deep breath. "Dude, calm down" Justin chuckled. "That's an actor she's talking about" and as soon as I registered his words, I sighed in relief making the guys chuckled. "Angel! Come on, you're drunk!" I exclaimed and took a deep breath when she only laughed and flipped her middle finger at me. Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you the girl who know how to piss off boys.

Even though he wanted to keep stopping at this place so he could reminisce about Beverly and think he owned the whole Beverly just by reminiscing about the good times they had. Without realizing it, someone was standing in the doorway, watching him. Jackson turned around and intended to take a towel and take a shower and return to Paris. The quarantine period is up. He didn't need to reminisce about Beverly anymore. After all, didn't he himself want her to get away from him? Then why did he now hope that Beverly was looking for him? Long life! A person Jackson was thinking about suddenly magically appeared in front of him. Jackson swallowed his saliva roughly. There, three paces away, stood

"Somebody was trying to keep him safe, they hid what he was with a spell. They must have known he wouldn't be safe in his old pack... And not just because he's an omega or any normal hybrid. But because he's part werewolf and part angel." My eyes went wide as I stared at her in disbelief. My eyes slowly moved to him as I looked at our little mate in my arms. "Angel? Like humans, heaven angel?" "No silly, Celine's the moon goddess. She has her own angels as well." "Oh." I said feeling silly just like she called me. Of course I know she has angels. It's just not something that's usually talked about. As a matter of fact, I don't know a whole lot about them. They're more like a myth.

It was then I realized he hadn't reached his climax yet, and then leaning closer to my lips he whispered the next words that made the hefty shiver run down my spine leaving my entire body in the prior turmoil again. "I am not done with you yet, Angel..." Before I could even process his words Kaden's speedy movements were back overpowering the effects of my aftershock. Well...he definitely meant it when he said once he starts, he was not going to stop.....

The creatures of the Ambivalent world believed the circle of life and with this – it helped them move on quite easily. The creatures around the Turning their heads, the beings with light colored hairs paired with their white and silver garbs adorned with golden linens and jeweled buttons strode towards the center of the meadow where the Methuselah tree was located. Leading the troop of angels who were clad on their knightly uniforms was a woman who was being guided the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful.

Angel Michael assembles his Angels to fight, as a cherub I'm not allowed to fight because I'm 50 years only Angel above 100 are allowed to fight but I'm permitted to watch, and since I'm gifted by the Father with the spirit of healing, I can heal any angel who gets injured, Angel can be wounded and they die but when they die their soul will go back to the Father for reincarnation but without death, Angels can live forever without getting old, I'm 50 years but in the human world I will look 17, a thousand-year angel can look 25 in human age and be like that for as long as he lives, unlike what humans think Angels can't see the Father, we only feel his presence and he speaks to us. Angel Micha