Cry Angel Novels & Stories

Crystal approached the bed and sat down. She opened the box and pulled out a pendant. "Wow it's beautiful." Catherine inspected the pendant as she held it in her hand. She saw the name 'Angel' on the back side of the pendant. "But this.." "This was for his 'Angel'.. Ariadne. He gave me this to deliver to her." "Then how did you keep this until now?" Catherine frowned in confusion. "Because I never gave it to Aria, but kept it for myself." Crystal smirked.

“The position you’re about to take doesn’t allow fragility. If you walk into that throne room with a heart still intact, Fangshire’s enemies will tear it out of you and smile while they do it.” My hands curled into fists. “So what, I’m supposed to turn into you?” “Yes,” he said without hesitation. “You are.” The air between us felt charged now, heavy with anger and something darker underneath it. My chest rose and fell too quickly, my earlier tears replaced by something sharp and overwhelming. “From this moment on,” Azrael continued, his voice low and unyielding, “the only thing that should ever make you cry is pleasure, and the force of all the orgasms I'm going to give you.”

But before he could get any further, Arlyaen flicked his gaze sideways, and an icy blast shot forth, slamming the fallen angel toward the moldy well. He was suffocating. And the only way to save him... was to sacrifice her pearl. Miracle swallowed the sob rising in her throat, forcing back the tears that burned at the corners of her eyes. Slowly arching her head to the vault, she reached deep into the core of her being, calling forth every fragment of her essence. Her elements stirred, drawn together in a final, anguished surrender.

"No. No, no, no. Fuck... fuck.. fuckkkkk.." Aria cried out, realizing with horrifying clarity that her orgasm was fast approaching.

I was staring at her waiting for her to answer me when Katrina broke the silence. "Crown Princess Crimson, Azrael," Katrina said. "Yes, you crossed paths with Azrael," Rosa added. "Azrael? Who is that?" Leon asked but we all kept quiet. "Crimson! Who the fucking hell is Azrael?" Leon yelled, his voice making shivers run down my throat.

Recognized as an Angel, he will find out he's much more after losing his form. • Scarlet Minter: The not-so-normal human girl is eighteen years old. She's smart and can literally break your face if you say shit about her or anyone she cares about. The fierce yet loving girl has long black hair with small eyes. She's shorty too, height: 168 cm (5'5 ft), weighing 47 kg (103 lbs). MBTI type: INFJ. Her life's all good with her overprotective brother letting her do everything. The pair of cousins is closer than most of the siblings. She is joined at the butt with Timothy and Sofia, her only friends. Favorite Color: Black. Zodiac: Taurus. Scarlet walks the way she wants to and no one can convince

"Remember the book about the orbs? The one we are trying to achieve is the purple orb also known as Murasaki. It says that it only appears when the night sky is awake." "I feel chills already," Selena mumbled, rubbing both of her arms. Slowly, Kitto closed his hand. No wonder why the Angel had appeared before him. He is warned that this orb is his to defeat. Apologizing to Arwha will have to wait until they get the orb. Menna was tip toeing, trying to reach a flower of the purple robe black locust tree when she saw how the sky was clear blue today. No big cotton clouds that she enjoys. She stopped reaching and smiled cutely.

“I understand. So, your night is ruined then?” Dillon could feel the urge to tease his best friend. But he still tried to stop himself. “Yes.” Dillon let out a soft chuckle, and if someone might see him, they couldn’t believe that he could laugh and smile. “Her fear is visible in her eyes.” “I see,” Dillon said faintly. Drake pinched the bridge of his nose and massaged his temple. “I see her strong aura on the outside, but she’s weak on the inside. I wonder what her wolf looks like.”

Hailey said. “Well, thanks. We should go get it. I feel like I've been baptized again but in sugar.” She said, trying to push back her tears. She wasn’t going to cry because of Dana’s shenanigans, no way. She was above that, so it wasn’t going to get her down.

he whispered. The power was too much. The moment the last Wraith was gone, the silver light vanished. Aeron collapsed into the snow, his skin turning a terrifying shade of blue. Blood began to seep from his nose and ears. "AERON!" Ariyah scrambled to him, pulling him into her lap. He was cold. Too cold. The surge had drained his life force, his young heart unable to sustain the massive channel of energy he had just opened. Kael arrived minutes later, running on pure adrenaline despite his injuries. He saw Ariyah cradling the limp boy, her silent tears freezing on her cheeks.