Fallen Angel 7 Novels & Stories

Because of her. Her phone buzzed again sometime after midnight. Ethan: Please. Talk to me. Her chest tightened. She typed three words. Deleted them. Typed again. Then she placed the phone face down. If she answered, she would break. And if she broke, she would choose herself. She couldn’t afford that. The next morning came without mercy. Maya showered mechanically, dressed carefully, applied makeup with steady hands. She chose neutral colors, simple lines of armor disguised as elegance.

Cain fell back, shielding me behind him, our bodies flush against each other, his eyes never leaving his opponent as the sky overhead became crowded with angels and Nephilim. “Who is it?” I yelled above the din of wings. His eyes cast upward for a brief moment, then they narrowed. “Penemue and the asshole with the horn is Azazel.” “And?” I prodded him, this was not the time to be the strong and silent type. “And….Penemue is a grade A fucker. He is not on our side. Azazel is though, for all the help he is.” I could hear the eyeroll in Cain’s tone.

The actual person underneath. Someone who hurts people without meaning to. Who makes them doubt their reality. Who leaves them broken. Is that who I'm falling for? Or is that just who he used to be? I don't know anymore. That night there's a show. I shoot it on autopilot. Not really seeing. Not really present. After, Lennon finds me backstage. "You okay? You seem off." "I'm fine." "Sloane." "I said I'm fine." He studies my face. "Something happened. What happened?"

Jaz POV The Moon Valley Pack is located a few miles from the Pacific Ocean and between two large mountains that separate us from the rest of the world. When you sit on the cliff that is not too far from the pack. You can see the Ocean and then you can look up and see the moon. I came across the cliff when I was 17 while on my nightly run at 11. Ever since Alpha Jax, Bata James, and Sam found me they brought me back to the pack. They gave me 2 weeks to heal and pass every test that the doctors gave to me. Then they began training me to be the best of the best. Fist they wanted to learn everything about me. From where I came from, what happened to me and of course I could tell them anything be

They are usually servants to higher-ranking demons, similar to an omega. God/goddess realm or ”Heavens” Gods/goddesses-Reference Greek mythology for any who are discussed Angels-any citizen in the Heavens that is not a God or Goddess. They are also immortal and wield white magic. Aside from white magic, their abilities include healing, communication through touch, aura reading (similar to mind reading but unable to hear specific thoughts), control over all the elements except fire, and telekinesis. High Guard-they directly protect the Gods and Goddesses, therefore, they are highly respected. There are 5: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Jeremiel.

Those wings looked scary, at least in Reiji's eyes, not that he would voice it out loud. "Fallen Angels are Angels that have fallen from the grace of God due to having "impure thoughts" that divert them from the teachings of the God in the Bible. The leaders of Grigori were tempted by human women and had fallen after having sex with them. And despite being cast out of Heaven, Fallen Angels can still use the power of light." - Akeno explained seriously to the men, they just paid attention. They were shocked, they didn't know about that except for Reiji because of family circumstances.

“Our Alpha has a mate, a Fallen Angel which he is able to keep finding in each new life, new shape she takes. One time when she was killed, she was able to rally the others of her kind. A lower sect of angels called The Watchers.” I was leaning forward, rapt. Certain that somehow this is how it all pertained to me. “Okay…?” “They descended from the sky in series of falling stars.” He sighed. Thunking the bit of wood to the side table and rising to pace before the bed. “We tried to track them but there were so many, and they were falling so fast…” I gave him a patient look. “We tracked the ones we could and tried to protect them.” “What exactly are they.”

And I love every second of it. Sin keeps his eyes on me, a hint of a smirk on his face as he sees my face morph in forbidden pleasure. He can't hold himself back anymore as he furiously pumps inside me. And then a beautiful thing happens. We both reach our high, the same time. But as he reaches his high, a faint shadow of wings spurt out of his back. Wings as large as his, is drawn on the walls behind Sin as he arches his back in pleasure. His wings aren't out, but the shadow erupts as if his black wings had sprung out of his back. The shadow grows with each moan he lets out, like they grow syllable by syllable, covering half of the room, and the tips reaching the ceiling. I am partly glad I

Like he wanted to crawl inside Angel and never leave. “Fuck….” the demon choked. Then he came. Deep inside Angel. Angel could feel it. Warm. Violent. Unforgiving. And Angel—he broke, forgetting his regret, hips still moving. Fully surrendering his body, heart and soul to the devil. He came untouched. With a high cry and shaking legs. Just from the friction. The heat. The way the man’s voice sounded. The way he looked at Angel. They collapse. Sticky. Tangled.

'Kaiden, I will rip off those fucking dressings and cause you more fucking pain if you don't stop beating about the bush and give me a fucking name. I looked up at him, and he saw the heartbroken expression in my eyes as I whispered. 'The Fallen Angel.' The room went silent, and all eyes turned to look at me, wide with shock. 'Who did you say?' Bernard whispered, his gentle brown eyes so wide with shock that they looked like a cartoon. 'You heard me.'