Novel & Cerita Fallen Angel Woman

‘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.’

she called out, her voice trembling. A figure stepped out from the shadows, their features obscured by the darkness. Andrea's heart skipped a beat as she strained to see who it was. The necklace's glow intensified, illuminating the figure's face just enough for her to make out their features. "You?" she whispered, recognition dawning on her. But before she could say anything else, a wave of dizziness washed over her. The world spun, and she felt herself falling. The last thing she saw was the concerned face of the figure before everything went black.

That is how hard I’ve fallen. Angela is the only one capable of causing my downfall; She is the damnation of my goddamn life. “You have one minute left.”

But it seemed like he was all too lost. "Welcome everyone to the death of the lady Amorivia!" The Angel raised his head to gaze up at Tenshi. "Don't worry. She will restart soon." Not a second wasted and Tenshi attacked the Angel. It is clear to him that he was of no match for the Angel but he can't stop the hatred and regret in his heart. Inside his chest is being consumed by a dark force that keeps him from thinking straight. The others couldn't just stand there, they have to take Amorivia's body. The ran to get it but they were stopped by the old man with his subordinate, that girl and boy.

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

I landed on the ground, I place my palm on the ground I can feel the ground, the soil, and I can feel little pain as I hit on the ground, as an angel I never feel anything when it comes to my body, we only feel emotions, like how to guard human and worship God, I feel so different, maybe this was what Alba warn me about, she said coming to earth as a human is very different, I will be tempted with physical desire, I didn't really give much thought to her words, I'm here to guard a guy, not a woman and not only is he a male he is always a vampire so I think I will be safe from the spirit of lust. as an angel sent to earth, if you relate with a woman in a physical way, you will automatically b

Azrael- I should've known she was going to wreck my fucking life the moment I saw her. Maybe I did. I just hadn't understood why. The first night Wilhemina walked into The Angel's Den, I was upstairs in my office reviewing documents when movement on one of the security monitors caught my attention. A woman had entered. Small. Couldn't have been more than five-foot-three without the heels that pushed her closer to five-seven. My pen stopped. She wore a little black cocktail dress. Nothing particularly scandalous by Den standards. Hell, compared to half the women downstairs, she was practically overdressed.

Despite the performance, she noticed how Vraxlon and Octavius seemed trapped in personal and intimate thoughts, so much so that they were not even surprised no matter how much they were together as I followed Faye and a strange creature from that kingdom to guide me to my room. The fallen angels did not dare to ask me about the woman's appearance, since they knew very well that it was Lilith, and that now that I could think better, I could see that the panic in her features represented very well the fear that she would determine the end of my life in a snap of her fingers. Maybe they had no idea that my creation drained all the powers of Lilith and Lucifer, making them parts of something tha

was she merely mortal, or perhaps a seductive succubus, a celestial enchantress? His eyes followed a single tear sliding down her cheek, leaving a glistening trail in its wake, in that instant he knew the truth - she was an angel, a fallen angel, and she belonged to him. She was his to dominate, to cherish, to both hate and love No other could lay claim to her. he held her closer,and marked her with his bits, leaving his indelible imprint on her skin as a testament to their passionate union.

Grace chuckled softly and I just eyed her quizzically as I digested all she was telling me. "That can't be true Grace. She's like a church mouse," I countered. Grace shook her head and suggested that I take a peek into her room she was using at my penthouse. I crossed my arms and chewed on my bottom lip. "Did she tell you how she became a fallen angel," I asked curiously and Grace nodded telling me she had been caught pegging one of the archangels and banished that day and sent to Lucifer. I asked if she said which archangel and she shook her head. I leaned back against the elevator wall and grinned as my dirty mind concocted scenarios that I hoped would occur. Grace pffts at me and I open m