Dark Angels Librarian Novels & Stories

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”

Therefore, Selene decided to surrender to her destiny and do whatever it takes to survive until midnight and do her job later. The next day, July 16, the preparations were still underway. Everyone practiced in combat, even the healing angels had to learn some tricks to defend themselves just in case that some demons would manage to sneak into the camp where they were supposed to take care of the wounded in the battle. Meredith was to warn the crowd when she sensed the approaching demons and possibly estimate their number based on the intensity of her feelings. Despite her age and the level of development of her gift, it was quite a challenge, because the army of demons will certainly be quit

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

Darkness swallowed the library so completely that for one suspended second, Freya could hear nothing except her own heartbeat. Then silver flames burst violently across the walls. The torches reignited on their own. Every candle inside the room flared at once. And she was standing there. A woman clothed in pale silver robes stood near the center of the library like she had stepped directly out of another world. Long white hair fell past her waist while faint celestial markings glowed beneath her skin like moonlight trapped beneath glass. Her eyes were not human. Not wolf. Not anything Freya recognized.

I only imagined what was going to happen if I told him the truth. I was grateful that I agreed to cover my face with a veil because I couldn’t have been able to withstand the eyes all gawking at me. My eyes were directly stapled on Antonio Luca, Aka The dark Angel of merciless death. I don’t know why he was named that, but people did.

Angela's POV We are already here inside our classroom. Lucifer is reading as usual while I'm just staring at him. He really looks so serious whenever he reads. I wonder what book is he reading. Well, I already know that it was a book with terrifying themes again. Back when we were just librarians, I often see him reading books with lots of killings including in it. “Lucifer.” I called him. “Hmm?” He said without looking at me. “Lucifer.” I called him again.

the witch announced, and she stepped forward to take the hairbrush from Lara’s sister. “Everything else that you requested is already set up in the library,” Angel explained, and she offered Layon a smile as she began to guide the raven-haired, blue-eyed witch down the hallway. Jason made to follow them, but Layon quickly placed a hand on his shoulder, drawing him back. “Wait here,” Layon ordered and Jason could do nothing but stand beside Tanny, watching and waiting as Layon and his wife disappeared into the library with the witch. “What exactly are they doing?”

A way to escape the truth that was consuming him from within. Because he was scared. He couldn’t imagine himself without her. The Darkmoor library was a mausoleum of knowledge and shadows. Shelves stretching from floor to ceiling held volumes bound in human leather, some older than entire empires. The scent of old paper, melted wax, and dried blood hung in the air like perfume. Lucian entered. The light from a few candelabras flickered, casting his elongated shadow across the walls. He closed the door and stopped in the center of the room, running his hand over his face once more.

Soon she was at her destination, it was an underground library, with more books than the one upstairs. "Vincula." She whispered in Latin, books came off the shelf going to her, gracefully. Lilith took them from the sky, placing them on the table in front of her. They were in Latin, luckily. Looking over them she found, the book, that could explain everything. She opened it and began reading. Bonds: Celestial & Demonic By: Omar Bernard -

"This dungeon will be your final resting place. The insects are your only company now. As the door slammed shut, darkness covered the room once more, and Elizabeth sat all alone again, contemplating what Lucifer had just said. Her anger simmered, mingling with the fear that filled her heart. She could feel the chains draining her magic, leaving her weaker. She knew she wouldn’t last long down here, but even in the depths of despair, a part of her refused to surrender. She had made her choices, and she would bear the consequences, but she would not break. She had faced darkness before, far greater than anything these council members could comprehend.