Novel & Cerita Earth Angel Starlighters

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

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."

' She wondered. That Friday night, Chiara went with her father to Moonlight club. It was an exclusive nightclub frequented by socialites, celebrities and rich people owned by Carlos Nicolettis. Immediately they walked in, a huge man in the VIP section came down to meet them. They weaved around the drunk people on the dance floor and followed the man to an office in the back.

"See you tomorrow. " Laura's eyes widened. "I...I don't think that's a good idea. You can't see me." He smiled. "We'll see about that," like he had something in mind. "Take care of yourself and make sure to dream of me." She rolled her eyes. "That I'm not sure of." She said and he chuckled. "Goodnight, angel." He said. "I'll call you tomorrow." She stiffened. "But you don't have my mobile number."

Church of Light clearly pay a high prices to anyone who got informations on the Angeling and to those nation who knew about Angeling, most of them want their abilities for themselves. “What happened to Angeling…is quite unfortunate…but Fantasma is already a messed up place…so anyway, our first agenda..is to hold an alliance committee, Which will promote and alleviate the current misconceptions on Dark Races, specifically Vampires….it was time for us, to make us of our alliance…”.

A relaxed smile finally appeared on Makhaylus' face, and he drifted into deep sleep. Lysander remained by his side and pulled out the golden holy emblem hanging on his chest. Beneath it was a crystal pendant. Inside it was a photo of a woman charging forward with a blazing white sword in her hands. Arya Fleury, the Battle Angel, head of the 12 Angels and the Spear of Light of Lomuia Grand Cathedral. As the Cathedral's number one angel, she had never known defeat. Rumors said that Arya was a true angel reborn. Her beauty was breathtaking, as if a real angel had descended, and her holy power rivaled that of a god.

The tables were set with fine, white linens, sparkling crystal glassware, and delicate, gold-rimmed china. The guest list was a veritable Who's Who of high achievers: top musicians like Ryder Jackson, Luna Nightingale, and Ethan Wilder; actors and actresses like Julian Styles, Ava Morales, and Liam Grant; sports stars like soccer sensation, Tyler Thompson, and tennis champion, Sofia Rodriguez.

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.

I had to find a way through her barrier and get out there to protect her from the Dark Angel. Before I can do anything, the whole window is hit by the brightest white light that has everyone gasping and shielding their eyes. There she was, my mate, my Luna, shining like the brightest star as she sent the Dark Angel back to his Kingdom. The evil darkness dissipating as he slunk away, beaten by the tiny Angel glowing with the purest of light. Everyone began to clap and cheer as the darkness faded and the forest returned to shades of green and brown until the light suddenly went out, and my little angel fell to the ground, not moving.