Earth Angel Starlighters Novels & Stories

Aliya growls. My angel's entire body is glowing along with her beautiful eyes. I look past Morrison to see her gaze fixed on a who I am guessing is Harlow and a guy. I am guessing that the guy is Liam but I am not sure. I hear more howling and I know that means that King Luthar and his guys are close. I watch as she levitates herself off the ground. You can her immense power floating in the air. I see Tallyn and Lailani come running out the front door but just as they go to step down they disappear. Just as I thought she sent them to Alpha Riccardo. I get a link from Luke letting me know that his uncles have surrounded the area with their guys so no one can escape. Something tells me

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

"Then which one of us, according to you, can accompany you?" After he finished speaking, his eyes seemed to be empty and glanced at Dinh Quan. Tinh Ngoc could feel his joking look. Sure enough, right after that, Luc Hoa gave the answer she expected. "Over the years, Starlight has always been a pioneer in the field of applications and games. So I am looking for CEO Lam. Are you interested in our project?" Starlight is a game and electronic application design company. Launched products always receive support from users. Quality is always the thing that Starlight pays the most attention to, thus creating the trust of everyone.

Emily's expression shifted to one of shock. "Did you know about this locket?" I asked. The woman nodded slightly. "I've seen these lockets on the members of the Dark Angels," she explained. "Can you tell me what they are?" I impatiently responded to her statements. "They are a group of individuals known as the Dark Angels. They were banished from Paradise," I joked, although it felt like a far-fetched notion. When her icy gaze met mine, I quickly stifled my laughter. "You think I'm joking?" she snarled.

She gently traced my tombstone and whispered, "You are the starlight that vanished from my sky." Finally, my soul began to fade. Thank you, my sister.

And it was Miguel who complemented what Anne said, in a low voice and so ethereal that anyone would say he was in a trance. "To the sound of the third trumpet, one of the largest stars in the sky will fall on the earth, poisoning its rivers, lakes and seas." He narrated the archangel, bending down to place Kleyphon sitting on the floor. The archangel soldier almost collapsed, but leaned on the last second, grumbling softly as he felt pain in the space that moments before supported his wings. Miguel lowered his eyes to his own hands still wounded by his punishment." At the sound of the fourth, the sun, the moon and the stars will lose their brightness, and the world will fall into darkness. O

"Or else what? You are a freshman. You cannot defeat me in combat. Consider it a mercy that I forgive your blatant disrespect, purely because we attend the same Academy." "I don't need your forgiveness." I roll my eyes. Then, a wicked, chaotic idea sparks in my brain. I lean my body aggressively closer to his giant, unblinking eye. Raziel's rings suddenly stutter. "What are you doing? Cease your approach. Back away from me immediately." According to Arlo's hacked files, these high-ranking Angels belong to the Lawful Good faction. They are rigidly orthodox, insanely powerful, and above all...completely pure.

He’s the only one who flashes a smile but Azrael gave him a glare. The last boy was Radeuriel, has clean fringed-up chestnut brown hair and is the tallest and leanest. His ocean blue eyes fits with his long and narrow nose and thin lips that smiles eerily for Azrael. For an Angel, he has a piercing on his left eyebrow and lower lip. They were the Angel of Wrath, Mercy, the Earth, Command and the Archives, respectively. “Give this up. You know it won’t work.” Yerachmiel said, his voice is set as a quiver.

Azura asked as she lowered the shades she was wearing, holding a candy stick as a cigarette in her mouth. "And who do we have here?" Raven asked leaning over the counter. "We are the Devil’s Angels, now who summoned us?" Azura asked, tossing her hair, as Skyla put on her best frown as she crossed her arms. Kataleya, who looked like anything but a devil’s angel, blinked as she stared at the other two. "Well, I heard certain angels wanted milk?" I asked. "Oh yes." Azura flicked her hair as she took a puff on her fake cigarette, making the rest of us shake our head, just this morning they were pop singers.

Aeolus was proud of himself for what he did to help, and he indeed helped a lot, as he and his people aided our people to clear the deads. As to what was happening out in the world, I heard Raziel say to us that there was a pact made between the dark Angels and the light ones, with a special group of mixed parties created with the task of controlling other people who had access to artifacts similar those Ignitious had. He had stolen an ancient machine from the dark Angels, to use for his own personal purposes. I am sure the dark Angels themselves would have used it to their benefit one way or another. Perhaps Ignitious was the least of all evils. Apparently, a big leader in the ranks of the