D N Angel Krad Novels & Stories

' As Drake ran from the forest, someone was calling his name from his mind. 'Help. . . don't let them kill you,' an angelic voice lingers in his ear. 'I can't take this any longer.' Drake knitted his forehead as he roamed around the forest. He called his Beta and asked for a favor. 'Dillon, kindly look for that unwanted Luna in the maid's quarter and report to me immediately,' he ordered coldly. 'I was just about to tell you about her, Alpha. Emily was gone in her room, no traces of her,' his Beta answered.

Damien's POV How could he be so foolish? Inviting an angel to Hell was not only dangerous, but unheard of. When the angel king had stepped into the castle, the wave of pure energy was almost nauseating. However he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed it. After the male had left, Damien deeply regretted his choice in words. Upon first seeing Ashton, he was mesmerized by the angel's beauty. He had been told by various guards that Heaven's heir was a sight to behold, but he wasn't expecting this. With an annoyed grunt, Damien collapsed on his plush bed. Every moment that passed, he continued to curse himself for attempting to maintain his reputation. It wasn't his original intentions to cont

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.

A usual, I can’t feel any pain no matter what they do but I do gain bruises, wounds and scratches. “I want to ask something,” I bravely approached them while they are on the couch. My stepmom doing her nails and dad smoking. “What nonsense is it?” dad asked. “Who is Angelo?” My question made my dad cough looking unprepared of it. My stepmom stopped what she’s doing too with widened eyebrows. I heard silent curses too from both of them checking up if I’m serious about my question. “No. We don’t know him.” I can see he is lying.

Casie: "Ok but why they stay in the den? They are still angels. Aren't they suppose to stay away from demons?" Amy: "As you can see there is light everywhere in Angelina. The sun never sets here. So Angelina does not have night and dark angels practice dark magic and need darkness around them. Demonalia Den is the place where there is no light. There is darkness every time." Casie: "Ok I get it. So dark angel do not come here." Amy: "No there were occurrences when demon and dark angels have tried attacking Angelina and so for that, we have to be prepared and so you need to take the training session seriously and the best angels than becomes archangels."

Nadia cried. Angel ignored her and kept hitting the young man’s head against the wall until there was an imprint of blood splattered on the wall. Then he half shifted and said, “That was for touching Nadia—and this is for Blaze and every other innocent you raped and killed—” he said, sounding different because of his bared teeth. He stabbed his claws into Dan’s stomach, bringing out his gut. The younger man let out a quiet gasp and twitched violently. Angel watched until his face went frozen in death with eyes widened in a blank stare. Nadia vomited hard on the foot of the bed.

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

"What disadvantages?" "Adrian is like an annoying little prick that I want to rid myself of. The thought of spending my life with him is strenuous and excruciating. I would waste too much energy on him daily till I get tired and probably kill him. He is a narcissist, everyday with him will be a fight for power and control, it will be euphoric at first, but then, it will quickly get tiring. You know what I am like when I get tired. Either way, one of us will end up killing the other after a while, I bet a year." "You are not ruled by your emotions."

Angel cried triumphantly as she brandished a scrap of paper. “Damn it Knight!” ..............................

the angel said with a slight kiss on Feral’s face before leaving. Immediately, Feral fell unto Paws as he rubbed his face in agony, tears streaming down. Genad grabbed at his clenched fingers and could see the nasty burn on it gotten from simply holding the angel. He had thought that maybe they could handle the ‘cleansing’ but looking at Feral whose face was drowned with tears from a single kiss from an angel, he knew better. They absolutely had to hurry up. Dina felt like her entire soul was on fire, being in contact with that damn angel had elevated it even worse and she felt a slight wooziness like she would escape Feral’s body at any moment.