Death's Angels Novels & Stories

“No fucking my bestie in my house unless you're my brother.” I look at the other men and pick the one who looks the most like Meyer’s family. I need to get him good graces if that’s the so we can both have her. This way I won’t be injured by the Serpent’s Witch. She is the Viper’s second in command. The only reason I know all of this is I’ve been an officer for Nate’s Club for about seven years now. The Death Angels are partnered with the Seraphim Serpents. We provide added protection to their businesses.

She had herself. The other two Alphas shook their heads and walked away. Trisha snapped her fingers at Aileen, who was still deep in thought. As she turned, Amos called her. "You know, Mon filles, back in Paris, we used to call soul shifters L'anges de la mort. Angels of Death." "I know what it means. I passed French in high school." Half a lie. Aileen did pass French, but it was under the UT Agency's special training program. She had never seen the four walls of a high school.

As if the chair had bitten her, she shot to her feet and pointed at me. “Rachel! You… You’re not dead…” I nodded. “I did die once, but I came back from hell. After all, there are still debts to settle.” I stared at her pale face and smiled brightly, asking, “Didn’t Victor tell you?” I paused before continuing, “In the Medici family, debts are always collected. They’re never left unpaid.” Her body swayed before she collapsed back into the chair, completely drained. “First thing,” I said, my gaze cutting into her like a blade. “Get up. That’s not your seat.”

Saving himself for a swift knockout punch. Alpha Austin looked like he had bit off more than he could chew and from the look of anger on his face the embarrassment was becoming too much. “Here we go, this is where your dad kicks his ass” Bailey elbowed me playfully but didn’t look away. Just as she said it my moth dropped open. Alpha Austin shifted in the blink of an eye, wrapping his jaws around Dad’s throat, and ripped away with such speed I almost didn’t see it. The crowd roared and a scream rang out to my left. I turned to see my mother collapsed against Jason.

So he had to die with my strength. "Albus Wesley, son of Alejandro Wesley. As one of the angels of death. I am reaping your soul, today. You may now perish in the hellish fire of hell." When my hand finally caught fire Wesley was screaming in pain. And as it finally disappeared his body sank to the floor due to my heavy presence and determination. I have to get to hell, this is my only way to know the truth. Things that creatures in the ministry of death cannot say.

And since killing any living creature was forbidden to Angels, the punishment would be their life. Although they were vampires and they only execute them to save humans, they had nothing to do, whether they like it or not, it’s like a curse in their blood. If an angel kills a living creature, they will soon go weaker and weaker each day, until they lose their breath, and no cure could save an angel from their death, NO CURE at all.

She had to find someone who would listen to her among the madness surrounding her. Beautiful angels flew all around her, great hulking men with long flowing hair moving almost gracefully as they crashed together in a macabre dance of death. Blood flew through the air as if in slow motion, limbs detached to a symphony of agonised screams. She was screaming inside her head, low whimpers issuing from her throat as she tried to find a way through them. Beautiful angels; terrifying deadly beings who filled her soul with dread. Eyes shining with glee, smiles of pleasure on each face as they ripped each other apart. She saw a break, whimpered in relief as she darted into the space where the angels

"He came to the human world himself!" "Are we in trouble?" Murmurings filled the air as the black limousine stopped in front of the huge mansion. The door of the car was pulled open by another and as soon as it was pulled open, silence fell across the entire mansion. Not even the breathing of the others in the mansion could be heard as a lot of them had their breath hitched. The King of Death Angels, Adonis had not come to the human world himself for over a million years but had spread his angels to take over the tasks of taking expired souls away and now he was suddenly back to the human world. It was frightening for every other death angel.

"Don't take my life just yet. I've been praying to God, He will surely grant my wish, so please wait a moment. Hum? Please!" This is unnatural, humans shouldn't be able to see or hear our voices. It's against fate. But, what do I care? I just have to finish my mission as fast as possible and get back to my job. "Hey human, since you can see and hear me, then fine. I will introduce myself properly. I am the Angel Sue, as you said just now, I am indeed the Angel of Death, however, I'm not here to take your life, I'm here to replace Cupid who is in charge of finding love for you. So, just tell me what kind of man do you want!"

But today we plan on it. We are both curious to see if by telling him the story of Lucian and Amon, if that will trigger any memory. Angels apparently can remember their past lives if they've lived before. Angels are immortal, the only way they die is if they're killed. And sadly all of them have been killed. Which is why none of them are old, and also the reason they're so few. According to the books, since an Angel is immortal, when they find their mate. Their mate becomes immortal too once they complete the mating and mark each other.