Dc Comics Angels Novels & Stories

Out loud, I just nodded. “Well,” I said calmly, “good luck with that.” She gave me a tired smile. “Thanks for the support.” “Don’t get used to it.” I slipped out before she could ask anything else. Dirty Angels was already alive when I arrived. Music thumped through the walls, lights pulsed across the crowd, and the usual collection of beautiful people had gathered to drink, flirt, and pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist. The whole glamorous circus was out to play.

After a moment of contemplation, Kass said, "Taking down Throne City is inevitable for the Cathedral. But right now, the Vindicators can't spare any forces. As you've seen, the werewolf army and the vampire forces that are about to arrive will soon be engaging with us. We're under considerable pressure at the moment." Andrew smiled slightly. "Yes, the Cathedral is indeed under some pressure. But Lomuia wouldn't let His Holiness the Pope allow that pressure to continue mounting, would they? His Excellency Mephiston isn't here anymore, so reinforcements should be coming to support you, Archbishop. For instance, a few angels with unmatched combat prowess." Kass' eyes narrowed as he stared at An

Three figures suddenly emerged. Giving from their aura and lust, Lucas, Clara, and Draco knew they were the remaining high-ranking angels Patrick talked about. They were so quick to find them and with the look of things after defeating them they will get to fight Zeus himself. “Who the hell are you guys?” Draco asked, despite knowing who they might be. Lucas and Clara quickly brace themselves, expecting the worst that would come. Giving for their aura, they knew these angels weren't some like Patrick who was easily defeated.

I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky. Angel is dressed as an Angel, I know, very cliche but at least it's a dark angel, it's black wings are not too spreaded and thank luck because she'd be hitting people with them. She wears a short white prom dress to compliment her wings, I hate to admit it but it's sexy and definitely not a try hard costume.

"Then the Angels came. They brought messages which seldom heard and listened. Then, they stayed for the pleasure of it. For their powers and ability to create magic, humans believed they were Deities themselves. Angels loved the pretensions and they played the game. When they sired, that's all where the trouble started. The half-breeds of humans and angels had gifts. They were called Magicians and when they knew that fact, they all started to make Angels as Deities. What a foolish way to start a war with the Deitie "The Deities were angered. So many of them and the Angels - there messengers and servants - were worshipped. So then, the war started, how that war happened, no one could ever be

I knew the creatures that were banished here were unsafe for our realm… But I couldn’t imagine Dominik doing anything that could be deemed unsafe. It was just a strange feeling. Besides the feeling of doom that I got around him, and well, all of them really, I couldn’t imagine them being so bad to deserve this punishment. It seemed crazy. “I’m sorry you have been here that long, that is insane. What kind of creature are you anyways?” I asked. I probably shouldn’t have, but I was curious. Being Human I didn’t really know much about the supernatural. He stepped back from me for a moment. “I am an angel.” He said, and suddenly a very large pair of black wings sprouted from his back. They were g

it answered, rolling its eyes. Chuckling, the Angel spread his wings and with an unprecedented speed, he grabbed his underlings' arms, dissolving the powers they were about to release. Giggling, he spread his arms, unintentionally throwing them far. The two ended up hitting their backs on a tree, feeling their spinal chords crack. "I'm sorry about that!" he softly chuckled, snapping his fingers to heal the two. "I forbid fights like this." "You! Why the hell did you--" Tenshi stopped when the Angel looked at him, its eyes purely void, making not just him froze but also Nisemono. They could easily sense the change of the Angel's mood.

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.

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.