Eren Fallen Angel Novels & Stories

Bella was stronger than I could ever be, she was both a mother and father to Dylan and that inspired me to fuel my relations. Watching Angelica resting her head on the nook of Bella's neck, I could not imagine another route my life could have taken. Having been through the ups and the downs of life, I finally realize that happiness is what truly matters not money although it helps not to struggle financially. My mind went back to the man I was years ago and a pang of regret hits me. Those were my demons that no one accepted, not even Angelica's mother. Only time would tell if this woman who, unknowingly has weaved her way into my heart would accept me for what I am. Or what I was.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

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."

“I gave you a piece of my soul and released you from Lilith’s tether.” Rising up, I stand before Lucifer and question why he did this. Lucifer gestures to my mother’s writhing form. “You have a choice…” he stops, looking confused. “What’s your name?” My brows furrow with abashment, “Fallon. My name is Fallon.” Lucifer arches a brow. “Really?” I nod. “That’s what the slaves who Lilith left to care for me called me.” “She let slaves name you?” He asks as he sends a derisive glare toward Lilith’s writing form.

“Completely. Twisted. Obsessed. All of it.” He smirked, dark and predatory, eyes smoldering. “Good. Because once you’re mine… there’s no turning back. And I… I’ve never wanted anything more than this. Than you. Than fire in the dark.” We stood there, wrapped in fog and shadow, hearts racing, desire tangled with obsession, danger pressing from every side. And I realized, terrifyingly and thrillingly, that we were already beyond redemption, beyond reason, beyond the world that had tried to keep us apart. We were lost—and we wouldn’t have it any other way.

Alice felt tempted to say as if it was only natural to answer the vampire’s words at that moment, but Renriel just nodded. “As a human, it must be something natural to feel.” With his eyes raised to Kalias, he completed and said, “But it will be on two moons that things begin to change for you, won’t it, my dear... king?” The fallen king sighed, his eyes fixed on the window.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

But before she could voice her protest, Queen Marasela continued, her tone unyielding, impossible to argue with. “A stronger and wiser angel, Jessa,” the Queen added, her voice filled with an authority that brooked no argument. The finality in her words made it clear that this was not a choice—it was the only option. “She needs to be immortal to match the power and abilities of an evil servant of darkness like Victoria.”

Faye frowned, but, nibbling her mouth, she thought about the possibility. "Perhaps he couldn't feel the presence of the demon inside her. Maybe your book was preventing this detection as well. What would make this crüel nun the receiver of one of the fallen angels of our world. Someone powerful enough to enter and leave our world, and go unnoticed for years trying to prevent you from remembering these powers.” "Some capital sin, like the two of you? "I besug, looking at each other. Faye hesitated. "There are many angels who have also fallen with us, in that rebellion and in so many others. Although there are only six of us who have been condemned to eternal punishment, the others are just as

You’er Father was one of the Fallen’ Sensing my confusion she decides to explain. ‘The Fallen are the group of angels that left heaven, not wanting to be controlled or restricted by the laws of God. Vic as he goes by, fell in love with your mother and had you. When you were born, your father knew he had to protect you, not only from the other Fallen but other wolves and humans. When I say you are special Lizzy, you really are’ I sit up actually intrigued now.