Dark Angel Chapters Novels & Stories

"Aden is ok, thanks to you. He is with us. Where are you!?" "I'm- I'm at The Black Knight restaurant! Issac! I know where his base is! I know it! Please come fast! Or he will take me away again! Please!" She started sobbing and I felt a pang in my heart, so deep I almost felt like I'm bleeding. "I'm coming, Angel! I'm coming right away!! Wait for me! Don't let him take you anywhere else ok? Just wait for me!!" There was a pause for a second.

Henry asked angrily “Is this some kind of joke?” Angel sighed heavily and said “Let me introduce myself, I’m not sure you’ve heard of me. I’m Angel Denae McDaniel’s.” It was his wife who said, “You’re Hunter McDaniel’s daughter, the one whose mother left her to be raised by a drunk.” Angel nodded and replied “That’s an accurate assessment, yes I am that girl. I just found my father a couple months ago. Since then, I’ve been trying to help various people and, in the course of doing so I came across your name.” His wife asked, “What do you mean you came across our name?” Angel told them in detail about the Kingsley’s and how they had sold her horses to Dean, and then how Dean had told her what

Haven’t gone through the codes book I decided to start tomorrow with the first code “the activation of the angel of death at the cemetery. The book described the angel of death as the wicked angel. The death angel is dumb and deaf. it doesn't have any sympathy for anyone. It operates when the opponent number ranges from thousand upwards. I commanded the astral mirror to wake me up when it is 12 midnight. In my sleep, I heard a loud noise of alarm I woke up and it was exactly 12 midnight. I wore my gown and vanished in the air to the cemetery. I knelt on the material crossed my hand and activated my spiritual eyes as the book has stated.

I knew it wasn't too late to turn around, but turning back wasn't an option right now. 'A hundred percent' I replied with a brilliant smile. We were in the woods and it would be dark soon. The woods weren’t safe, especially at nights. I was not as scared as the first time I ran away, because I had my wolf and control over my powers. It shouldn't be too hard to fight off a few rogues. I was an angel after all. I hadn't even been walking for long when I heard a twig snapped from somewhere behind me. My wolf became alert after hearing the noise and immediately jumped into defense mode.

He is suddenly picked up and thrown across the cave. ****************************************************************************** “Drake!! Drake!! Can you hear me?!” Angel stares at the hole he fell into. He then senses the damage Drake is taking. His own power starts to boil up in reaction to his dear friend’s pain. Angel closes his eyes, “No! No! No! NO!” He then starts to glow red and pulsate with intense power. The wind starts to gather around him, quicker, and quicker, till it’s a shrieking gale. He then screams a blood-curdling cry, releasing the energy; the wind slams everyone into the far wall. Angel floats in mid-air with jet-black wings and fiery red hair. His hands trans

She doesn’t know that is an angel for a devil. What destiny holds for them? Will the tragedy continues in their life? Prologue Author Pov: A beautiful girl is standing near the window looking outside and enjoying the cool weather with closed eyes. With lots of questions running in her mind, she lives her unknown life. She always feels that someone out there looking for her desperately. She consoles herself many times when she doesn’t even know why she is crying. Sometimes, she uses to cry a lot without knowing the reason. She misses something big in her life. She wants to find answers to all her questions. But, her way was surrounded by dark.

The hands of demonic rejects sprung out at her from the shadows, grabbing her delicate skin and pulling her back into the darkness, whispering her deepest fears into her ear. "You are evil, like him." "You did this to them!" "Their blood is on your hands!" "They are dying because of you, for you!" "Accept the truth… you're a monster." "Like father, like daughter." As quick as she broke free from their grasp, another set of hands would take their place and try to chip away at her resolve. I could feel the anger rising in her; with a frustrated scream, she exposed her glorious angelic wings, one bright white, tinged with shimmers of light, the other breath-taking ebony tainted with luscious ob

he replied and Camila got angry. She ended the call immediately angry with Isabella. "Huh! I hate you, Isabella," she said through gritted teeth. "Ms Garcia, your room is ready, would you like to rest for a while?" came Derby's voice. "Get out of my way," she yelled at Derby and walked past her heading upstairs. She froze in the corridor when she saw three halls after taking a couple of walks to the end of the staircase. "Derby?" she yelled her name and Derby ran up the staircase.

We drove the dagger and shard into the ground, light erupting, the cage shattering, the mirror collapsing, the void’s scream—my scream—mixing with hers, the shadow’s, as they vanished, not gone but pushed back, the chaos retreating, the cliffs stilling. We fell, Lucian catching me, Lyra beside us, the bond burning—us, alive, together. Killian and Mara staggered up, bloodied, wide-eyed. “Another one?” Killian gasped, his staff broken, his face pale. “How many damn Angels are there?” I clutched the dagger, the mark pulsing, Lyra’s shard glowing, the bond steadying me. “Four,” I said, my voice hoarse, the truth crushing me. “Lock, spark, flame, void. The Veil’s not just breaking—it’s us.”

Chapter 21 – The Age of Blood Valenfort’s sky bled red, a wound that would never heal. Ash from the Seraphim still clung to the shattered domes of cathedrals, falling like blood-snow in the night wind. This city — once a symbol of balance between human and vampire — now lay in chaos, decay, and despair. Evelyn Cross had vanished. Her silhouette dissolved into the black light of the ritual that sealed Azrael, leaving behind a torn world. But her death was not the end; it was the beginning of a new era where blood became law, and fear the only religion left.