Death Angel From A Quiet Place Novels & Stories

Angel couldn't help but growl at the spectacle yet the moment she did, she wished she hadn't. His eyes snapped to her once more. The challenge that glinted in those pale grey depths was clear even from right across the room. It's my job, Angel reminded herself, steeling herself for what she was about to do. Yet a part of her couldn't help but think that her job wasn't worth getting killed over.

That's why you've never beaten me in your entire life. Daniel throws me a medicine bottle, and my heart stops beating. I untie Angel and don't have time to speak. Angel! Angel! Wake up! Fuck you! I don’t allow you to die before I do! I check with my index finger to see whether he's still alive before opening his dry mouth and delivering the antidote, as he's about to pass out. His eyes close tightly, and his body freezes under the dark sky. The weak breaths from his nose touch my skin, showing that he doesn’t die. But still, it’s too weak to know if he can stay still any longer.

The place smelled of alcohol and desperation, and I didn't dare ask who these people were. "What is this place? And what did you tell him?" I whispered to Amber, as the bartender led us ahead, showing the way. "I simply said I wanted to see one of the Archangels. The one we seek is Lucifer. He's known as the Angel of Death. They say he's never failed a job, but I've heard he's quite expensive. But we need the best if we're going to find Tyler before the Alpha King gets his hands on him!" Amber muttered seriously.

I just kept digging. From noon until sunset, I dug a hole over a meter deep. Exhausted, I collapsed into the pit, staring up at the blood-red sky, letting out a weak, hollow laugh. My voice was so hoarse that it barely came out, but the despair in my laughter couldn’t be suppressed. Then suddenly, a figure appeared above the edge of the pit. I froze. I rubbed my eyes hard and then stared at that face, as if afraid it would disappear. Joy flooded my expression. It was Rachel.

ADELE'S POV I stood frozen in front of the door, I thought to walk out, but my legs were frozen to the ground. Its weight tripled up in seconds. I couldn't even lift it from the ground. Angel shut his eyes close, puffing continuously on his cigarette. I knew he was trying so desperately to hold it in, his grief and maybe guilt. I found my feet leading me closer to Angel and then I sank into the chair next to him. I wouldn't say a word, I couldn't. Rather I stared at him for a long while wondering what really was going on at the back of his mind. I looked down to the ground at the mess he had created. His gadgets were scattered all around. I was quite sure there wasn't a single one that could

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***

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.

I said, upset. I don't want to run out of time and get another punishment from Archangel Jin. "Hey, can you take him to that Cupid?"Ellenor asked Cupid Cherry very gently; he even smiled so warmly. "Will you come with us?" asked Cupid Cherry as she approached Ellenor. "If it makes you feel more comfortable, I don't mind!"Ellenor replied softly. Honestly, I object! He's the Angel who replaced Aiden. When I take a man's life, he gives it new life.

But it was too late until he felt a cold and sharp thing that thrust through his heart. His eyes are wide open while feeling his blood flowing over his body through his pierced heart. He can’t think of anything now as he already knows how messed up he was. And for the very last time, Vincent glanced at his former classmate, Philip who is right in front of him. He can see the demonic aura inside his body and the great malice it shows through his eyes. He couldn't say a thing anymore until his back was already lying on the cold and hard floor. That is the cue for Philip to slowly take his hands off to his body.

Did this mean that I died or was I hallucinating? I looked down and realized that I was wearing a long white gown. I looked back up and saw a woman before me also wearing a long white gown. She looked like an angel as she glowed, literally. "Hello Ava" she greeted with a kind smile and a bow. "We have been expecting you," she continued. "What is this place? Why am I here? What happened-" I fired question after question before she stopped me. "You are stuck between life and death. This place is where those who are worthy of a second chance come. I would normally send you back after I have explained your purpose for living" she explained.