Faithful And Fallen Series Novels & Stories

Reaching out to stop her, the guardian angel’s hand was stopped midway when he felt a passing wind from his side. “Maleficent, you can release that filth now.” Gone was the looming shadow created by the enormous dragon. With the prideful prince hovering over his girl, Gabriel the Faithful was taken back to reality. The sharp look of the halfling prince was a sign that the latter already grasp the situation. With this, Gabriel the Faithful turned around from the Halfling couple. His eyes meeting the commandant of the imperial army of narakas and fallen angels – signaling him to proceed to the original plan and that was to kill the prideful prince.

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Whom amongst the fallen Angel's was punished greatly? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades

Steven stood up from the bed with determination to get to end of it. "Thank you so much, Steven. I will be forever grateful to you. Even if you can't bring my wolf and memory back, I will be really grateful it you can free Erin and her mate from that hell." Faith said in a low tone. Her eyes were closed as she felt all the energies slowly leaving her body and she slowly fell asleep. Adjusting her sheet one more time, he quietly left the room to only to bump into a little body. Before the little body could touch the ground, he caught that body to see it was a little girl who looked a lot like Faith. He frowned at the little girl.

Where it goes with this following hunting title, “The Truth. The Loyal. The Obedience, The Wise.” Somehow casting a spell, yet in reality, is a deliberation and careful decoding of the mystery game and puzzle that she is playing and having fun with. Her smile is fixed from ear to ear as the image she only draws onto her mind is the perfect picture of features of the upcoming knights, pons, and the very recognition that holds the title of the ten commandments. “The Faithful. The Honor. The Love. The Belonging. The Honest. And the Chastity.”

And deep inside the system… a whisper spread like a shadow. “Faith… is failing.” The pulse shuddered. And for the first time since Kieran merged with the core. I felt it begin to die. As the pulse weakens dramatically, Nova hears the Architect’s cold whisper echo through the system: “Faith is failing… and when it breaks… so will he.”

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

The pause stretched. In it, he felt the Thrones reading him. Not the way his brothers read him, with the warmth of genuine attention and the specific care of beings who were paying attention because they cared what they found. The cold precise reading of an authority that had assessed his weakness and was preparing to use it with the specific efficiency of something that understood leverage. "Raphael will demonstrate his loyalty," the Thrones said, "by ensuring that if the fallen one refuses restoration, the execution is carried out without hesitation."

“Sit down.” “I’d rather stand,” I said tightly. He turned and his face was of disappointment and fury. “I heard an interesting story today. It seems my son, the future Alpha has been spending his time chasing a gutter rat. A Nolan, no less.” I glared at Vanessa. She didn't blink. “She’s a member of this pack, Dad,” I said. “And she was being harassed.” “She is a cancer!” Father roared, slamming his fist onto the desk. The wood splintered under his strength. “Her father tried to overthrow me! Her mother was a spy! And you… you are out there kissing her in the dirt like a common dog?”

Faith began, fiddling with the ring currently on her finger from William. Was it really all a lie? "I... I don't know much..." Faith whispered, not believing she was even considering joining forces with the supposed bad side. But now the lines between good and evil had blurred, and she wasn't sure what she was supposed to believe anymore. "Your allegiance is all we need." Nancy announced solemnly.

Every grain of light coming from the towering structure seemed to be a memory that slowly peeked into my mind. "I have no regrets," I said. "If I had to go unto it again, I'll gladly go back and do it all over again." I chuckled with the hint of sadness in me. The situation I'm at is enough proof that I didn't see this one coming. Because if I had seen it before, maybe it wouldn’t be this painful. “I do, Gael. I did, ” I said in the vast echo of remorse, and sadness. I know I that I vowed to be his wife, but I’m afraid that vow will remain unfaithful.