Novel & Cerita Crying 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. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.

" Don't stray to far away for your mate may not stay the same, crazed and starving they will run away, doomed to their fate to meet the darkness that cannot be kept at bay." Echoing in my mind as I see a bright yellowish light come into view. I stand slowly blinking my eyes, trying to focus on the silhouette that has appeared against the blinding light. I try to shade my eyes with hand hoping it will allow me to get a better view of the thing standing in front of me, when my vision shifts becoming crstyal clear. I see Sarah standing close to the edge of a cliff. The smell of salt hitting my nose, before I register that she's crying. Hearing hear sobs of sadness as she wept. She turns to me w

James' emotions were slowly on the wane. When he heard the sound of crying, he couldn't help but look over at Angela and Serena and say, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead." Angela shed no tears, though her eyes glistened with tears. Next to her was Serena, who was crying buckets. She covered her face but couldn't stop sobbing. Serena sniffled and choked out, "I'm sorry, Grandpa. I just couldn't help myself."

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.

Probably, her dream was considered as the latter. She tilted her head to face Angel who had been crying still. Where did her nanny go and why wasn't she dealing with this crying kid? She could not concentrate on pondering with herself because of the kid's constant bawling. “Hey, what are you even crying for?” Angel hiccuped shortly once more, still crying. Minah rolled her eyes. Angel was staring up at her, tears were cascading down her cheeks. “I thought… I thought you were going to die… I don't want you to die. I don't want God to take you yet.”

In truth, I didn't even know her, when it comes right down to it. "Boys, boys, boys. Such troublesome fellows. Still worth the trouble sometimes." I winked at her, as she gave a sincere, honest to God laugh. It sounded like the angel's bells, too melodious to ignore, too beautiful to be overlooked. She had a singing laugh, like it was the most natural thing in the universe. I'd only heard her sing once, and she didn't see me. After I heard her sing at 1am with her heart and soul, I went back to my room and cried, all the bottled emotions, rising to the surface. I cried for the family I lost, the friends I'd never have, the normal life I crave but never could get. I cried for the unemotional

'More than ok, I am fantastic… I told you to trust in Aeneas… this serum is amazing… but Cara urged me to come to her… something in her tone of voice, in her words… I needed to go with her before joining to help you… Stay connected with me, love… She says you have to see this as well through my eyes…' I feel his nod and I find Cara sitting in front of our big screens. She points them for me and I look at what is there to see. I gasp, and I feel Raziel stand next to me and his eyes glue to the screen as well. On the bottom lines reads: "Angels come forward and claim to be real" And six tall human-like people were standing in front of a room filled with reporters and cameras who were flashing

Tears freely fall from my eyes. “Angel, I’m so sorry.” Devin turns my body, laying on his back and pulling me to straddle him as he hugs me to him. He trails kisses over my face, his hands pulling me into his body. Xander hugs us both from the side, his lips replacing Devin’s as soon as Devin moves to another part of my face. I cling to Devin and cry. I haven’t been able to cry for my family in years and it feels as if those years of pain are pouring out of me now. My crying is quiet but constant and I feel my mates hold me to them, anchoring me in the eye of this storm.

"DAEN IT!" I threw a chair on the wall in anger. It seemed like the last straw for me. Why couldn't she trust me!? Why does she trust Carl over me! H*ck! Right now, it seemed like she could trust any man over me! "Why Angel? Why?!" I'm not the type of guy who cries over small things. Especially not over girls, but, Angel... she had the power to make this gangleader cry for her. Yes. I admit. I'm fri**ing crying over the possibilities of Angel being hurt! Or being killed.

The man was talking, but the sound of gun firing made him scream in pain, falling down in his own pool of blood. “Alex, Alex, please stay with me” Was the angel crying? Do angels cry?. I continued to ask myself as my eyelids began to close. I was so tired. So weak. I just need a little sleep. “Alex please, it's me, it's…” That was the last words I heard from my crying angel before I welcomed the much needed darkness that consumed me.