Fallen Angel Scan Novels & Stories

★ 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.

He then sighed and said, “Jens, he told me that Angel will bring endless disaster to the Ares family if she stays with us.” Jens asked in an emotional tone, “Do you think the Ares family is afraid of trouble?” Baby Robbie shook his head and told him another fact, “Savannah told us that Angel is a Scorpio Lone Star when she read her fate some time ago. Angel’s family is destined to be doomed.” Jenson’s handsome face instantly froze. If Angel was really the incarnation of the Scorpio Lone Star, that mysterious man’s actions might not be imbued with evil intentions. “What else did he say?” Jens asked.

Angela pulled her head back at the divine sensations, she was panting with delight as her sharp teeth were exposed. "You are fucking mine, my angel! You are forever to be bound to me!" Onyx snarled as he could feel his swelling occurring, he readied himself for copulation, and he howled in pure bliss. He was losing himself in his greatest desire, so much so he did not realise with each thrust he started to slowly disintegrate. It did not hurt him, he did not lose consciousness, but he and his fake Angela started to evaporate. Once he realized what was happening, it was too late, they became clouds of dust that floated towards a patient Draven who was sitting close by watching everything that

~Harlow’s Point of View~ “You doing okay hun? You seem a bit distracted tonight,” Angel says, giving me a small smile. I shake myself a bit, knowing that the council witch is basically a human lie detector. She’s also served as a shrink to me of sorts, making sure that I don’t have any lasting effects from my attack. She’s been so knowledgeable with all of my thousands of questions. I really do look forward to our weekly appointments. “I’m okay. School’s been a lot. I’ve also been anxious for my scan tonight,” I say, knowing that it’s a big one. She nods with understanding and thankfully buys my explanation. I mean, it isn’t a total lie.

Arsen immediately approached Claire, who was staring at him, as soon as the doctor and nurse left. “Claire, you know, I was so scared when I saw you go through something like this. I was afraid of losing you. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to see you again. I truly love you so much, Claire. I don’t want to lose you,” Arsen said, continuing to gaze into Claire’s eyes intensely yet gently. But Claire frowned instead. “Actually, why am I here? My whole body hurts." Arsen fell silent at the question; it was clear his eyes betrayed his confusion. A few moments later, he smiled. “You fell down the stairs in your apartment and lost consciousness. Luckily, I found you earlier."

Darren's Pov The hallway outside Priscilla's room smelled like antiseptic and cold coffee. I sat with my back against the wall, my bare feet throbbing from the run through the parking lot, little rust-colored smears already dried onto the tile where I'd tracked blood without realizing it. Stella sat beside me, knees pulled to her chest, phone in her hand though she wasn't looking at it. "She's stable," she said, for the third time. "The doctor said stable."

He forced himself to hold her amazing eyes, to give nothing away with his own. The truth was that The Fallen Angels were into all of the above – and a fuck-ton more. And that was just what Warren knew about. He suspected that Ace and Nails kept lots of things under wraps and just between them.

Akira: Come if you dare, i too need releasing some of my steam Hana: Don’t regret it. After saying that her body start changing, there’s a wing unfurled on her back. A pair of jet black raven wing appear. Her body too change to be more tempting to other gender. A sexy Falllen Angel appear in front of me. In her world. She is daughter of the leader of Fallen Angel. Fallen Angel on her world aren’t an Angel that fallen from his grace. But a Race.

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

Mason's POV: "ANGEL!" My blood ran cold as I rushed towards her lifeless body. Cradling her head in my lap, I took in her unconscious form, panic setting in my bones, as I watched her lie there, unresponsive. "Angel!" I called out again, in hopes of seeing her open her beautiful eyes. Holding her face in my hand, I gave her cheek a slight tap only to find out her face was flushed and hot to the touch. I realized she had a high fever.