Novel & Cerita Fallen Angel Scan

I said with happy tears. Doctor told us that we have to check up for scan. So we went to the scan room. "Mrs Mehra, may you please lay down on the bed?" Nurse instructed her and angel walked to the bed and laid down. "Let's check your baby." Doctor said and I noticed the screen keenly. Nurse squirted a cold gel on angel's stomach before moving a wand thing over her stomach. A picture appeared on the screen. "There is your baby. Since it is still developing you won't be able to see much." Doctor said pointing at the screen. I was very happy and angel had tears in her eyes, smiling happily at the screen.

A groan escaped my lips, and Angel hurriedly helped me into the bed. “I will have to give you another healing drip to fix some broken parts of you before we go for the scan, okay?” I nodded again, and shortly after, I found myself staring at an IV drip hooked into my arm while it transferred a shimmering white substance into my body. “Maybe you should go.” Angel said to her brother, as I began to feel drowsy. “This might take a while.” “No.” I heard him say just as my eyes closed. “I think she’s…” Darkness enveloped me, and I couldn’t hear the rest.

He saw Hunter nod out the corner of his eye and he pushed his laptop across the table toward Angel. Angel moved to sit in front of the laptop checking the programs that were installed. She had to d******d a couple things quickly to be able to access the server mainframe and then she checked, cross referenced and checked again. She knew they were probably shocked but she’d been good with technology all her life. They all watched in mesmerized shock as she did things on the laptop which astounded them. She had so many things cross referenced or put into various categories at first, he didn’t understand it all. She’d been at it two hours when the laptop began to beep. She said evenly “I’m not s

“What the hell was that? Jasmine said Angels…I still couldn’t see them.” Gabriel glanced at Xavier for a moment but started inspecting the area not responding to him. Getting Jasmine was the utmost importance in his mind. There was dust and debris flying everywhere as he used his sharp eyesight to find her, hoping to The Almighty, The Guild hadn’t taken her. A crack in the wall caught his attention as he saw at the end of the hall a door busted wide open and could see in his mind Jasmine falling down the stairs. He grabbed Xavier to help him walk to the basement where Jasmine fell.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

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.

I continue to scream and thrash, grabbing onto the walls as he walks into the tunnel, anything to get my scent on. "Get me the damn syringe!" Damon yells, just as nausea hits me, and I vomit all over the floor and his back. He drops me, and I immediately run back for the door. Samirah catches me this time, stabbing my leg with another syringe. Almost instantly, my body slumps into her. I whimper, trying to stay conscious. I feel a pair of cold arms lift me bridal style just as darkness takes over yet again Roman's POV

The scanner didn’t just hum; it shrieked. It was a high-frequency drill boring into my skull, vibrating the marrow of my jaw. Marcus Vane’s thumb went white against the trigger of the Argus unit. He didn’t look at me with corporate concern; he was a butcher gauging the depth of a hide. One Deep Scan—one burst of high-frequency light into my carotid—and the system would map the silver lattice lacing my veins. “The code, Damian,” Marcus hissed.

She exercised almost every day and when she gave birth to our baby girl, she was comfortable with her body. Fast forward three years later and here we are. I was standing at the altar waiting for my bride. A lot has happened since Jackson was born. We found out that he was an angel like Ava, which was extremely rare considering that angels were only born every century. I looked over to my son as he sat with Katie and her kids. He had a bright smile on his face as he played with Katie's daughter. My attention focused at the end of the aisle when the song came on. My breath hitched in my throat when Ava came into view looking absolutely breathtaking. She was as beautiful as ever and my eyes se

★ Sage The scan room felt like the inside of a cold, white tomb. The air was thick with the sterile scent of rubbing alcohol and the low-frequency hum of heavy machinery. I stood just a few feet away from the table where Anna was being prepared, my hands shoved deep into my pockets to hide how badly they wanted to reach out and steady her.