Fallen Angels Myers Novels & Stories

Azael whispered behind me. I turned to look at him and growled, furious about everything. Especially because he knew my aunt and uncle were going to die; he didn't need to be a seer to realize that. For that reason alone, I was more than upset with him; I was more than disappointed. I understood that he was an angel; fallen or not, he was an angel who served the gods.

“Ace Cuddy? From – from The Fallen Angels, Ace Cuddy?” “The one and only.” “But… wait. The Fallen Angels are Jensen’s favorite boys. They get a huge number of his contract killings, and run the bulk of his drugs into Nevada. Don’t they?” “They sure as shit did, baby girl, you ain’t wrong about that. But Cuddy turned informant, and ratted out club business and Jensen’s activities.” “What?” Zoe repeated. “Informant for who? The feds?” “Kinda. For Matt Kingston and his people.”

I point out. “That is what I was thinking angel,” Brayden says. I don’t even respond when he calls me this. Well, I don’t show it outwardly that it has an effect on me. I refuse to be his prize. I can tell that we are basically finished talking about this but I have a feeling that a whole new discussion is about to start. A discussion that I am not going to like. Myles comes and kneels in front of me and I instantly become suspicious.

But what could be happening to me, could it be that I’m now having thought contradicting my main purpose on earth, I’ve never fell in love before, so I don’t know it symptoms. But could it really be that I was falling for the perfect one, I don’t know But I think it could smear my mission because the two of us are in different world, her in the physical realm while I was in the spiritual one, so we aren’t a perfect match. But even if we aren’t a perfect match or that we couldn’t see, it’s really wrong against my principle as an angel to fall in love with a human being, we’re not even allowed in heaven to fall in love with the females ( choirs ) there .

She also noticed how sad his eyes were. "Why do you have lonely eyes? You are supposed to be evil," she finally spoke to him. Even though she wants to punch this evil shit head, she will wait. "You are my enemy." He inhaled sharply before answering. "I can't answer why. I have this since the first time I opened my eyes. And yes, I'm your enemy. I am evil." "Why is that so easy for you to say? Angels are not supposed to be bad. Unless you are a fallen angel and you are delivering us to hell."

And as the shadow disappeared from the darkness, an angel appeared before Damien. Probably not. To be precise, a fallen angel with his neck, hands, and feet bound by black chains. And the black wings on his back that were burned by black flames. Damien had seen that figure in a mythology book. Yeah, it can't be wrong. The man standing before Damien was ... "The Fallen Angel, Lucifer," Damien said spontaneously out of his mouth.

he said and shook his head in pity. "I love him!" Angel exclaimed again. It annoyed me. I clenched my jaw and took a deep breath. "Dude, calm down" Justin chuckled. "That's an actor she's talking about" and as soon as I registered his words, I sighed in relief making the guys chuckled. "Angel! Come on, you're drunk!" I exclaimed and took a deep breath when she only laughed and flipped her middle finger at me. Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you the girl who know how to piss off boys.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

"Your own path?" Marcus scoffed, shoving Layon away and releasing his t-shirt, "You are your father's son. What other path is there?" The salt-and-pepper-haired alpha glared at Layon with such distaste that Layon was certain he wasn't going to like what came next. Sucking in a deep breath, Layon prepared himself for all he was about to admit. "I would never have found Reebah without the help of Angel Hale." That's when Marcus's eyes did turn utterly black, so black in fact that the whites entirely disappeared and Layon knew that the alpha's wolf was just barely being restrained. Though he had fought his father several times to train

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."