Decay Of Angels Bsd Novels & Stories

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go

"Didn't you two break up? I saw you at the beach and now I'm here, Yu. You can forget him and we start again from the beginning, let him be with Karen.Yu, I still love you. I had to leave you, Yu.” "Ngel I'm going," Yuda tried to release Angel's hand. He didn't want his mind to be affected by Angel's explanation during his week in Jakarta, secretly following Karen and Raisa's company. "Yuda you are evil! You are just like your parents you are both evil! I love you but they told me to break up with you! And now you are leaving me too!" Angel sobbed under the rain, Yuda gasped at Angel's confession, his steps stopped and he turned around and demanded further explanation. Behind the bush a came

This was a lot more magic than she had in the last reel. I could feel the power emanating from her, even from where I was standing. I looked over at her and the amount of bioluminescence that was surrounding her looked like a thick cloud of shining glowing specs. She was chanting something different from the last reel, and with both of her hands she motioned to throw the magic built up, directly at both of the Angels. Her magic penetrated the shield as if it weren’t even there, blasting directly into both Angels. I watched as it sent them flying. Andres was killed immediately, his body rolled lifelessly across the sand. I watched as the beginning of the tear between the realms sealed itself

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

His angel. Though he has stopped using that endearment after her deceive. Still, he wants only her, every morning, every night. To touch her, to feel her skin, after a tiresome day rest in her soft tunnel forgetting all the stress and worries of life. She will be his light in his dark world. But her one confession changed everything. Her one betrayal destroyed everything. **** Ana forwarded her palm under the running water to check the temperature. She sighed finding the water lukewarm. She switches off the faucet. With her index finger she slides down the dress and it pooled down on the floor unaware that someone slithered inside.

He is suddenly picked up and thrown across the cave. ****************************************************************************** “Drake!! Drake!! Can you hear me?!” Angel stares at the hole he fell into. He then senses the damage Drake is taking. His own power starts to boil up in reaction to his dear friend’s pain. Angel closes his eyes, “No! No! No! NO!” He then starts to glow red and pulsate with intense power. The wind starts to gather around him, quicker, and quicker, till it’s a shrieking gale. He then screams a blood-curdling cry, releasing the energy; the wind slams everyone into the far wall. Angel floats in mid-air with jet-black wings and fiery red hair. His hands trans

The angels panicked and flailed helplessly as they descended from the sky. An angel with long honey blonde hair and kind brown eyes remained calm. His lips moved rapidly but not a sound left his mouth. He had been chanting a prayer from the moment the mark appeared. The more he chanted, the more the black rose on the ground withered. Eventually, the black mark dissipated as black smoke. The spikes returned to being flat earth. The angels regained the control of their wings, but only the angel who chanted reacted fast enough to prevent a crash landing. Magnificent white wings unraveled themselves and flapped gently but strongly to keep him hovered above the area. /A black rose.../

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...”

“Don’t you dare scare me like that again, Sky. You’re not leaving me again.” I kissed her hair and checked the time. “It wasn’t the time of the Mighty Sky to stay in the sky, Angela, but we have to go back home in an hour.” She nodded, and I thought she would get up, but she didn’t. She looked at the ceiling. “Why do you have glow-in-the-dark stickers here?” “I envied the children’s room,” I chuckled. “It’s my dream to make love to you under the stars.” Her hand grazed toward my manhood, stroking it gently. “How about bringing the angel back to heaven, Sky? Do we still have time?”

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.