Fallen Angel 7 Novels & Stories

“I love you, Mama. Please open your eyes soon.” I pressed my forehead against hers. “I miss you so much.” ____ At exactly ten, I walked into The Angel’s Den. Mask secured. Heart racing. I headed directly toward the private elevator. Azrael had instructed me to come straight upstairs. Standing inside the elevator, I realized how long it had been. Since I’d moved into the hotel, Azrael had come to me nearly every night. Strangely...I’d missed this place. The doors opened and I walked down the familiar corridor and raised my hand to knock. Before my fist could even tap, the doors opened first.

Azrael slid one hand through his hair, throwing his reddish-brown hair back with frustration. "I believe that in the case of the angel, majesty, it is a small mistake with regard to security." "Mistake?" "Yes, after all angels and fallen have a similar aura and also a similar energy, so... if the angel is not proficient in healing, he can certainly pass for a fallen. Before this was just a theory..., but now it’s a certainty." I stared. "Are you telling me that this is present in the barrier of all territories and no one even thought to tell me?"

How is that possible… "Dad, listen to me, I didn’t mean to—" His voice grew weaker and weaker until it trembled on the edge of breaking. "Dad, please don’t abandon me. I know I was wrong. I’ll fix this right now. Please don’t kick me out of the family, okay?" The person on the other end clearly had no interest in listening. The call was cut off. Darren called out "Dad" several more times, his voice cracking. All the color had drained from his face as he collapsed weakly into his chair, completely lost.

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.

“Lilith cast a spell to place Lana into a newborn’s body. But because Lana’s an angel and angels are immortal, she had to be reincarnated into a child’s body every time the human body perished. The downside was that the child had to be born in the same line as the North Star, which is why Lana is my sister. According to Lilith, Lana is also cursed. She said that even though Lana was born human, her angel side would know her forfeited fate. Which I guess means that Lana’s angel side would know about your existence and that her destiny as your mate would never be realized because of your dispute with the Creator. She also said that Lana would never be complete until her human and angel side me

"I am deeply and truly sorry, angel. Please find it in your heart to forgive me." His fingers lightly slid up her arm to the tiny sleeve of her nightwear and he slowly pulled the sleeve off her shoulder, replacing his fingers with his lips and she almost hissed in pleasure. "Greg..." She tried to speak but it only came out as a weak whisper. "Greg I..." She stiffened and felt him freeze behind her as they were interrupted by Cameron's loud wail.

He seemed genuine. “I hate my life, man,” I confessed, and that was all it took to push me over the edge. I fell to my knees and sobs shook my body. “I hate my life so much!” I pulled on my hair, crying even more.

Mavis announced "Should I bring your breakfast here or you will come down to the dining area?" she asked with a smile "I will come downstairs," she replied and got up from the bed and headed for the bathroom but she started feeling faint and dropped to the ground "Ma'am," Mavis rushed to her side and tried to wake her but she was out She left the room and returned with Dr Chloe "What happened?" she enquired quickly checking Camila's pulse "She was going to the bathroom and before I knew it she fell to the ground," reported Mavis

I didn't know if it was love, yet I looked forward to seeing him at school and often trailed behind him, just to catch a glimpse. When I saw him talking to other girls, a strange anger would rise in me, and I resented them. Even in my sleep, Eric appeared in my dreams repeatedly. I went online, trying to make sense of these unusual emotions, and the truth became clear. I had fallen for my college professor. I drifted through my days in a daze, realizing this wasn't just a simple crush. I had fallen for Eric—deeply, passionately, and uncontrollably. I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. I confessed my feelings to him.

Warner said to me as I took a seat. “Who's Miranda?” I pondered, adjusting my posture on the comfy sofa. “Uhm, I am Miranda!” The girl with the messy bun sitting aside me said. “Right.” I sighed, her brown eyes drawing me in. —---------------------------------------- Angel’s POV I hung up the call and put the phone down. My head tilted to the side and i.locked eyes with John. He was entrancing. His aura kept drawing me in. My panties wet up as we stared eye to eye.