Doom Eternal Angel Novels & Stories

"So pretty." Angel's consciousness was still very good, she could still feel a warm tingling running through her body just because of the young man's intense gaze. At this moment, only the fear disappeared, as if forgetting all the strange things that had just happened. With a movement as fast as lightning, Erick had laid Angel's body on his bed covered with silk, also brought his body to rest on Angel's body which was already perfectly innocent. Their faces were no longer apart, with Erick's gaze that seemed to bind the beautiful eyes underneath. "Tonight you really will be my eternal partner, Angel... and I've been waiting for it for thousands of years."

Now holding the esteemed position of the Great Elder of the Doom Race, his mere presence instilled fear in the hearts of the Patriarchs of all races. Standing at the entrance, he summoned formidable Chaos Power and proclaimed with unwavering determination, “I, Wyot, the Great Elder of the Doom Race, humbly pay my respects to the Angel Race!” His proclamation reverberated throughout the entire Angel Race, leaving a lasting echo. While Jethro contemplated James’ matters, he was suddenly met with the sound of his voice emanating from beyond the entrance. Instantly, a shiver traveled down his spine.

"All right. It's done. Now, really, you have to get into the earth and let it heal you." Elina mentioned, her mind still reeling from the fact that she was part angel. That would explain her weird abilities. She thought. "Almost. Ainaak sivamet jutta oleny. You are bound to me for all eternity. Ainaak terad vigyazak. You are always in my care." Damonq turned her hand over and brushed his lips over her knuckles.

Azrael mumbled under his breath. "At the end of the great bargain between a fiend and virtuous, Shackles shall fall on the fiery land of preposterous. The sin will spellbind her folks for liberating a helpless energy. The entrance shall welcome the people of blasphemy." After she uttered the unfinished prophecy, the angel turned into a golden dust as if mentioning even a single word from it is forbidden. "MARA, I'M starting to get a connection from Eternal," Damien happily said while they were strolling in the town.

Even though he wanted to keep stopping at this place so he could reminisce about Beverly and think he owned the whole Beverly just by reminiscing about the good times they had. Without realizing it, someone was standing in the doorway, watching him. Jackson turned around and intended to take a towel and take a shower and return to Paris. The quarantine period is up. He didn't need to reminisce about Beverly anymore. After all, didn't he himself want her to get away from him? Then why did he now hope that Beverly was looking for him? Long life! A person Jackson was thinking about suddenly magically appeared in front of him. Jackson swallowed his saliva roughly. There, three paces away, stood

Her wolf screamed—no, howled—loud and uncontrollable in her head. Mate. Her knees buckled. The bond roared like wildfire through her blood, clawing at her skin, destroying every shield she had so carefully built. Her heart stuttered violently. Her lungs refused to function. Darian’s eyes widened. A flicker. Then fire. Rage. His gaze locked on hers—burning, searing, possessive. And then Kaelion spoke, oblivious to the tension. “Your Highness, Alpha King Darian Rhys Draven,” Kaelion said with a bow. “Welcome to Bloodfang. Allow me to introduce my Luna to be—Seraphina.”

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

But you can't to marry her. Arin - You know everything my lord. And also know that how much i love her. I want to stay with her lifelong. Even i lost my all power for that i really don't care. Because she is mine, my everything. God - Arin. I think You have become very emotional from being with humans for so long. You are maybe forgot that if an angel breaks the rules then he not only lost his power,also he will punished harshly. And an angel never marry a human this is our rules.This is the reason of I come here.

Something about the satisfied look in his eyes just made me realize how eternally damned my soul had to be in order for me to be mated to such a monster. “Just do it Alvaria, don’t fight it. The eternal fire is not a tolerable way to die. You will forever be burning in the circle of hellfire for an eternity and your soul shall never know no rest. There is no way to get out of a deal bound by blood and with the Lord of the underworld himself…just live to fight another day. All that you have to do is “I do” and all of this will be over ,”