Fallen Angel Broken Wings Novels & Stories

After taking the medicines from him, I finally came to my room once again. Angel was still unconscious. I felt relieved knowing that her temperature was back to normal now. "Oh Angel, what did you do? I'm sorry, my Angel, my beautiful flower, it's all my fault." Third Person Pov: With his eyes rimmed red, vision blurred with tears, he lowered his head as he held her cold hands in his, guiding them to his now tear-stricken face. He was crying after so many years; the remorse, the guilt and sorrow gnawing at his skin, as he laid his head beside her clasped hand.

But as soon as he disappeared from Bella’s eyes, his face turned grim and bloodshot eyes showed the hell with two large horns on his forehead. In a rusted cell, Angela rested with her broken legs and horns. Almost got wiped of her proud existence. The wings she had before turned limped because Xavier had broken her horns. “You are a disappointment,” came a deep throttle voice of Satan, who appeared with the fire over his horns. “My king,” Angela trembled with her bloody mouth as she cowered behind with her broken leg. “You shouldn’t do that. Weren’t you happy beside me?” questioned Satan and walked to her.

And when I see a guy who has color black wings, like an angel, Lyca and I stop for a moment to look at him. “My name is Remiel. I'm a falling angel, and I came from heaven. I have a lot of sins, So I choose to make a place to the creature of God, that who has like me and try to cleanse their soul, but like other places, I have a rule, and one of does was been break by the four of you, And because of that you have to pay for that, And that was what I am doing to the two of your friends, I put them into the world that they are the one who can see. And inside of that was terrifying things like you being seeing a lot of monsters that could kill you while you are inside of the world that I made.

“Until that day Damian and I were innocent. After that we weren’t. We’d already experienced our fair share of violence from our father, but it never affected us like that day did. The flames of that day they singed our wings and our fall into darkness began. We became who we are today. That’s why the fallen angel is kneeling in pools of blood.” I’d noticed that the fallen angel knelt in pools of some kind of liquid, that a few of its singed feathered dipped into it, but I hadn’t realized it was blood. For a moment I wasn’t sure what to say, how to console him. Could words ever be enough to make the horrors of his past better? “I’m sorry,” I said quietly. His gaze focused on me, tore away fro

When he finally pulled out, a torrent of demonic cum poured from my gaping asshole, mixing with my own juices on the altar. The fallen angel — still wearing Father Elias’s face — leaned down and kissed me deeply, his tongue tasting of smoke and sin. “You are no longer innocent,” he whispered against my lips. “You have fallen with me. Tomorrow night, the others will witness your new wings.” I lay there trembling, body covered in sweat and cum, holes ruined and leaking, mind blissfully corrupted. Seventy-four more nights of surrender remained. And I had never felt more alive — or more damned.

Fallen is a race of celestial beings who were sent down to earth either as punishment or as a request made by them, they lose their wings in the process. Aryiks are a race of beings who are half werewolf half angels, they are granted angel lifespans and werewolf powers, including a wolf. They also allowed the fallen angels' powers to be passed unto them, however, can only be accessed until their 20th year. Most of the Aryiks born have their werewolf side more prominent than their angel side, therefore, losing their powers. My hair was originally the same as you're, but I cut mine, killing its magic and changing it to black.

My wings felt weak, the tips were greying as my eyes fluttered shut and I lost consciousness. I sure hope that this is not my time, how can a human kill a fallen angel?

“Gabriel are you insane! You can never come back unless the Almighty allows it! Brother, think about what you are doing.” But Gabriel yanked the rest of his wings off in mid-fall. Unfamiliar to him he took a huge gasp of air, feeling the organs in his body now coming back to life as they laid dormant. In mid air his body contorted and he grabbed his chest once the pounding heartbeat started. While clenching his teeth and still falling he thrashed and contorted until he hit the water, thrashing back and forward as he did so. He knew his actions would get him penalized and kicked out of heaven for good. It may even be severe enough for the dark Angels to come after him for his treason. It was

He coughed as a breath wheezed out of him and I was glad of it, he had been unable to fight back, my rage so fast and fierce; and he would pay for what he did. I kicked the angel over, his head lolling to the side, bloodied face now covered in dirt. The biggest insult to an angel was to take their wings, and I had already done that to one, why not make it two? I leapt onto his back, crouching low allowing my full weight to be felt. Grasping the root of one wing I slowly pulled backward, my pressure steady; until I saw the skin holding it to his back stretch to its limit. Leaning forward I bit the delicate flesh, ripping into it with my teeth. Blood flooded into my mouth and I spat the tissue

They awed then Gordon went on to taking pictures leaving to two to figure out how to break the glass chained by regular chains. "This means you were right." Cassidy hugs him as he can not stand to believe this. That means 'logic' was wrong, that means Brandon was wrong but what more important they found her wings. "What good are angels if they do not fly. There is her wings, we will break her chains she's ready to go home." The went back to the library to go try to find the key, they did not want to harm the wings. "What are you two doing? Cass where is Gordon?"