Fallen Angels Myers Novels & Stories

Instead, visions assaulted her mind like flashes of lightning. At first, the images were hazy, indistinct. A happy family scene unfolded: a little girl giggling between her parents, their faces obscured. The warmth and joy radiating from the trio enveloped her, but she couldn't quite see their faces. Suddenly, the scene shifted. Flames engulfed a house, consuming everything in their path. A triumphant face materialized – Marcus Blackwood's. His eyes gleamed with malice, and her heart sank. Next, a grave appeared, bearing the name Jane Ruth. The little girl's cries echoed through the darkness as she clung to her father's long coat.

he yells as we start to fall. We tumble through the air, my heart rate spiking when I see an arrow sticking out of his shoulder. Fuck, did I lose my concentration and make us visible? I panic when I see the ground quickly approaching and call my wings forward just as Dad tosses me. He hits the ground, his noninjured shoulder taking the brunt of his fall.

“And you’re a wet behind the ears Beta brat who couldn’t land a hit on a summoned target beast five minutes ago. Maybe sit this one out, champ.” “You’re really defending him?” another wolf sneered. “You’re a fallen angel. Shouldn’t you be the one warning us?” Auren cocked his head. “Funny thing about being ‘fallen’... you assume we all got kicked out for questioning things. But I didn’t fall because I was curious.” He paused. I could feel the truth coming, crackling behind his voice like a goddamn thunderstorm. “I was removed because I refused to follow one more fucking order that would cost innocent lives just to meet a quota. I was Heaven’s executioner. Not a choirboy.”

I practically roared at him, totally unable to hold my temper down any longer, watching how he stared down at me for a few seconds before finally answering, “He made the ultimate sacrifice. He used his grace to bring you back to life.” “So t-that m-means he’s...” The words died in my throat, replaced by a huge lump, making it hard for me to even breathe as I heard him quietly saying, “Yes. He’s a fallen now. A fallen angel.” ___________________________ I will find you...This I promise... And I will give you back what rightfully belongs to you... A small and stray tear fell on the screen as I looked down at the selfie Raph and I took together, our faces scrunched in two comical pouts, still r

’ ‘Angel…’ ‘Fine…since you wanted it…so bet it…I, Angel Reeves accept the rejection of Ronald Meyers, and starting from now on, you’re completely forgotten.’ ‘ANGEL!’

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Whom amongst the fallen Angel's was punished greatly? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades

He went out to the highest peak of the campus building, looking around to look for the perpetrator of the murder. "Erick... come out!" shouted Angel with mounting annoyance. "If you are the perpetrator, get out now!" You could see the muscles on Angel's neck bulging, with a red blush spreading across his face because of anger. Not only was he angry, but there was also sadness and disappointment that was currently filling his chest, causing his eyes to become blurry again. "Actually, where are you, Erick, why are you confusing me..." Angel sobbed as her legs went limp, causing her body to fall to the floor.

He hoped that Marcus would share it in the near future though. “His descent to Earth produced a large impact. It became the crater that you see in Siberia, Russia this day. Many actually thought of it as an asteroid hit, but no, it was in truth a Fallen Angel in every sense. Although it was a strong collision, he wasn’t supposed to...cease existing...but I guess...it is the Cosmos’ natural way of dealing up things to maintain the natural order.” “What was the reason why he became a Fallen Angel, Mikha’el?” Aurora had to ask that to clear up her mind. What sin could angels possibly do for them to be thrown out from the Heavenly Realm?

I guess I owe him an explanation. I sighed and smiled. “You and Elaine also became fallen angels and now a half werewolves. And both of you are hybrids. Truthfully, once an angel became fallen, he or she couldn't go back to the sacred place of the Promised Land. Azrael, you are immortal and in this lifetime, you could only live in this world and stick with me forever.” He let out a sigh of relief and smiled, “I'm delighted to hear it because I plan to stick with you forever.” he said and wink. I let out a giggle.

He wasn’t normally one to be nervous about the press, but now, everything was on the line. The reporter connected just as Ansel broke into a coughing fit. Perfect. “Excuse me,” he said, wheezing slightly. “Certainly. Thank you for being here, Sir Ansel.” Myers had red hair and angular features. He wore thick-framed glasses that could easily pass for vintage 1960’s, along with his trademark skinny tie. Myers was known for his gotcha-style journalism, made palatable by his calm, smooth demeanor. He had attracted a devoted following.