Fallen Angel Broken Wings Novels & Stories

For a moment, I thought… maybe he could win. But it was two against one. They beat him. Not easily. But they did. I watched Angel throw him out the window like he weighed nothing. The sound of glass shattering filled the room, sharp and deafening. His body flew through the air, disappearing into the darkness outside like he had never been there at all. My heart stopped. I don't know if he survived. But if he did, a part of him will be disabled for life. The fall was too high. The landing was too hard. No one walks away from something like that without consequences.

but rithik is completely not in his senses to listen to her she was hitting the door though her hands started to bleed she is crying and screaming "why God what I did to get hurt this badly why I loved a person and that person is misunderstanding me what I should do" four people heartbreaks will they get healed or remains broken....... from the sky good angel is weeping continuously evil angel : stop crying you fool good angel : you don't have a heart so what you dont feel anything evil angel : you have a heart right so what crying like a fool good angel : its hurting to see them broken evil angel : let's see what happens next

---Mathias--- Anger burns heavy in my chest as I climb the stairs to the main floor of the warehouse. They hacked her wings off. Took away her ability fly, to be free. Alpha Donahue was right; angels live for flying and the freedom it gives them. Depending on the injury, an angel can grow their wings back, but I have never seen one come back from what I just witnessed. If she can heal her fingers, I pray she can heal her wings. Michael mentioned similar injuries and he healed from that, but it took time. A lot of time. Time we may not have, I’m afraid. Alpha Drake’s laugh pulls me from my reverie. He is washing his hands and forearms to clean the splattered blood off them. His sleeves are ro

‘Angels are spiritual beings that can, to a certain degree, take on physical form at will. But when they descend to Earth as a Fallen Angel, they morph into a solid body, immortal yet dead, waiting for their final judgment to take place. They retain their abilities and powers; to use it for good or evil is their choice, but with the promise of Hell if they do so to hurt humans. Numerous reasons are present why an angel becomes a Fallen, but all of these led straight to their rules. Once broken, punishment is to be made. It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God.’

Vincent called tersely, his eyes dark with panic, “What are you doing?” “I hurt you.” My voice sounded strange. Distant. As though someone else was speaking through me. “I betrayed you. I fell in love with him. I let him—I let him do things to me—I wanted him to—” “Angel, put the gun down.” “I’m ruined, Daddy.” Tears streamed down my face, hot and endless, carving tracks through the makeup I’d put on for my wedding. “I’m broken and ruined and I can’t come home with you. Not like this. Not when I still—when I still—”

"Why did you call me that?" Amara asked, still sitting on Damascus's lap. He had called her angel twice and she wondered at its meaning. It was Damascus's turn to look slightly embarrassed. He looked away for a moment at the trees that surrounded them. "After my accident and I found out that you weren’t a Dragon, I thought of you as my wingless angel," he said. His gaze returned to her. Amara smiled at the nickname and decided that she in fact liked it when he called her that. "You don't mind, do you?" Damascus asked and Amara shook her head in answer.

And he left. She broke down completely as soon as he closed the door behind him. What has she gotten herself into? She wondered. She looked at the white bandage wrapped around her right arm and remembered falling onto broken glasses of her Khumrah bottles. Never had she ever thought Abubakar could lay his hands on her, neither had she ever thought he'll accuse her of carrying another man's baby in her womb. She was a virgin when he deflowered her. She was chaste and pious when he cajoled her into committing Zinah (fornication). She was just a helpless girl in love with him and he's using that love to his advantage.

Gonzalo doubled forward because of the pain caused by the assassin's kick. "Is that all you got, boy?" The assassin mocked him. Gonzalo couldn't breathe properly. The assassin then grabbed Gonzalo's wheezing body and lifted him before throwing him into the statue of an angel near them. Gonzalo could literally hear his bones breaking. "Come on, boy. The ones who trained you are with balls, right? Then show me that you grew one." She continued to mock him.

I hear someone say. I let out a groan and start to sit up. I slowly open my eyes and look around. I am in the pack hospital and Kendrick is smiling at me. I try to move my arm but can’t. I look down and my angel is laying on it. I smile when I see her that is until I see her red puffy eyes. She has been crying. I look at Kendrick for answers. -One of the rogues injected you with wolfsbane and you went unconscious.-Kendrick

"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.