Dark Angel Novelas e Histórias

It was the one place that I so desperately wanted to avoid while being here, but it no longer was a place that I now could avoid since the Dark Angel had my mate. Knowing what the Angel of Death was capable of, I found myself rushing towards the mountain of fire, knowing that time was limited once the Angel of Death had you in his grasp before death came for you. Even if Kylee was a descendant of our Goddess, she still wasn’t exempt from death, and I just prayed that he saw the goodness in her.

I answered. “I would use that ability and pay close attention to her scent. Since she is a dark angel, it is possible that your pup could be a rare metallic angel. It is written that the only other two documented dark angels gave birth to children that bore powers associated with metals. One was said to have wings that were golden in color and that the child was able to control all things made from gold. The other child was said to have wings that were dark grey but then faded to silver at the tips. This child could control multiple different metals.” Eivor explained.

Angel whispered. “B-below the neckline. Where my shirt hides it.” The bastard grinned. Feral. He felt it stretch against his skin. Then—bite. Right below his collarbone. “Ahhh—are you a fucking dog?!” Angel yelped. “So this spot's okay?” the silver-eyed demon teased, voice all velvet and venom. “Y-yes,” he whispered while squirming. “P-please…” he begged again, “...just… be gentle.” The psycho laughed—low and sexy.

I turned into his chest, burying my face against the fabric of his shirt, breathing him in until Daniel’s scent was nothing but a memory. He pulled me closer, one hand cradling the back of my head, the other rubbing slow circles on my spine. I pulled back just enough to look up at him. To find his dark eyes. They were watching me now with an intensity that bordered on obsession. “He was there,” I whispered, my lower lip trembling despite my best efforts to control it. “He said—he said he was coming back—” “He’s not coming back.” Daddy’s arms tightened around me, pulling me flush against his chest. His voice was fierce. Absolute. Leaving no room for doubt. “He’s dead, Angel. I killed him myse

I looked up to see Julia sitting on a chair placed on the podium, she looked like a fallen angel from the pit of hell. 'Good morning, hunters'. She greeted. 'Good Morning'. We said in unison. She smiled her devilish smile. 'I'm sorry for waking you like that. I had something important to share with you'. She took out a cigarette from the air and a slave behind her lit it for her. She brought it to her mouth and puffed. Her gaze travelled round the hall and it settled on me. 'The next batch is moving today'. Murmurs rose around the hall, people were confused.

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along. "Of course you still think I'm a fucking angel." He rolled his eyes. Huh? "Aren't you…?" "Hey, Lucian. Ooh, you've met my new friend." A familiar voice interrupted us from beside me. I turned to see Hottie standing next to me. Huh? Do they know each other? Is he also an angel? I wondered. "I've met her before." Angel replied, "On Saturday, at a club." He explained.

Chapter 18 "What?! Are you serious, Blake? She's here to kill you?" Veronica exclaimed after Blake told her about what he heard the other day and when she started speaking. "I'm serious, she's an angel, and her mission is to kill me..." he repeated. Veronica sighed, knowing that Blake was a vampire means it was not possible that the girl she thought was something special was actually an angel. She thought she might be like Blake or other creatures like a werewolf, after watching the CCTV footage but to find out she was an "ANGEL," she was surprised.

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

Shirley went on home. Azriel didn’t miss the flight… She actually took it, saw Shirley at the airport and avoided her. She had her reasons though. She had found the identity of the angel of death, and that saddened her. Professor Wake texted her the name of the Lineage of Rebekah, who readily handed her descendants to the angel of death to avenge herself. In every generation of Rebekah’s descendants, one girl is choses by the angel of death has his vessel to carry out Rebekah’s Will. The vessel gets abilities, and white hair as a result and employs the name “Angelus Mortis” which translates from latin to English as the Angel of Death. Hence, Shirley Angelus Mortis. Azriel had decided to app