Death Angel Monster Novels & Stories

angel Michael call the Angels The fight has begun, when angels fight it more like a war, they fight with their sword, Angels are not like dark creatures, they are celestine being with no power of sorcerer, so the fight it always fair, Angel fight like human only thing is they are stronger and we have wings, it easy for the Father to wipe out the whole bloodline of vampire by himself but his mercy is someone no supernatural being can understand. I'm invisible because im not fighting, thunder design the sky with its strike, angels flying up and down, the fight is intense pure blood vampires are fast and strong, it raining, blood everywhere, Angel has killed so many vampires, the only way to ki

Someone to lead his army. “I won’t hurt her, as long as you continue to collect souls. The minute the souls stop coming in, I will torment her far worse than I ever had you tormented. It doesn’t matter if she is my daughter.” Lucifer replied. He smiled as Daniel was lifted in the air. He screamed as wings the color of midnight sprang from his back. When his eyes turned the same color, the ground caught fire. The scared little puritan boy who had come to Hell thinking it was a mistake, was gone. He was now an Angel of the Damned and he was coming for souls.

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.

For a moment Ana felt like she was dreaming a cruel dream and its one of her nightmares. But the commotion behind her back proved otherwise. Leo let out a cloud of smoke through his nostrils looking all deadly at her. The mafia boss. The murderer. The merciless devil. A monster with no limits. His steel blue eyes staring back at her with such ferocity that she lost her breath. He appeared no less than angel of death in her eyes. Her heart dropped in the pit of her stomach as she gaped at him with wide open eyes. She ran all the way to get caught in a blink of few hours.

Father whispered but I said nothing. "Sorry," I mumbled, trying to steal a glance at the unbothered man behind us. He looked to be about 7ft with black hair and grey eyes, his body built. A dragon tattoo on his neck. "Great another bad boy." I thought before rolling my eyes. "Ace, this is my daughter, Angel," father said to the large man. But all Ace did was stare. He didn't say anything or move just stared at me like I was some freak.

"Good night, darling..." "Good night, Mom..." Angel began to lie down on the waiting bed next to his mother's patient bed, taking a tilted position looking at the glass wall that showed the night sky. He took a deep breath, still very curious about the mastermind behind the attack on his house. "Could it be Jack? But Jack is a werewolf, not a vampire," muttered Angel with a glare. "So who?" Angel turned around, lying on her side facing her mother. He smiled slightly, looking at his mother who was sleeping with even breathing. "Thank you for sincerely loving me like your own flesh and blood, Mom... I'm lucky to have met you."

Feeling the pain flow through me, my eyes opened wide and I heard a shriek. "ANGELA!" ***** Well, well, well, what was it? Will she die? Or will someone save her? Bloom M.

“Malakith.” He only smiled and pulled Gabriel from the wall to smash him against it again with a hard thud that made him clenched his teeth in pain. “So you are the Angel that has been rumored to be giving my demons final death. Of all Angels...A simple worthless carrier.” He punched Gabriel in his stomach until blood shot out his mouth. Gabriel’s eyes glowed gold as he powered his Angelic form, but Malakith kicked him in his mouth causing more blood to spill on the ground. “You’re weak. You already sinned. I can smell her on you.” Malakith grabbed Gabriel by his hair, holding him up as he dragged him over to the bathroom.

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.