Fallen Angels Names List Novels & Stories

I tightened my grip slightly to steady him before he fell. “Gigi…” he muttered under his breath. That stupid name again. Goddess, what have that girl done to him) I exhaled slowly and kept him upright. “August. Look at me.” He blinked slowly, like the room was only just forming in his head now. The boy straightened fully now, anger clear in his expression. He wiped his mouth once with the back of his hand, jaw tight, eyes locked on August like he was holding back something worse. I turned slightly toward him.

The two men were confused because they didn’t understand a single word that came from her lips. “Kanzo?” Arsen called out hesitantly, his brow furrowed. “That’s right. My name is Kanzo Yohimitsu. It’s a pleasure to meet you both,” Kanzo replied, bowing once. Sergio snorted derisively. “What kind of joke is this now? You’re deliberately pretending to be someone else, aren’t you?” He then burst out laughing. “You think I’d just believe your father when he said that you have alter egos? Alter ego is just nonsense! A fantasy made up by people who are afraid of a madman like you.”

'Kaiden, I will rip off those fucking dressings and cause you more fucking pain if you don't stop beating about the bush and give me a fucking name. I looked up at him, and he saw the heartbroken expression in my eyes as I whispered. 'The Fallen Angel.' The room went silent, and all eyes turned to look at me, wide with shock. 'Who did you say?' Bernard whispered, his gentle brown eyes so wide with shock that they looked like a cartoon. 'You heard me.'

“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.

“…Huh. You have no idea how rotten can humans become, don’t you? At the 7th generation of humans… women at that era, are the most beautiful women that have ever born. They were just so beautiful that some of the original angels under God of Creation had to curse themselves to become fallen angels just to mate with them.” Saying that, he sits on the chair, looking at us. “N…” “Nya…?” Restia and Felix inadvertently leak out a surprised look. After he took a glance at them, he then looks at me with his brows furrowed. “Hmm…?” My… seems like you know that there’s not only one fallen angel.” “…Yes,” I replied. “Dad also taught me the meaning of my name.” “Well, then.” He looks at Restia. “Do you

she didn’t know it. The opaque eyes stared at her with a certain surprise and a little indignation, it was almost as if he screamed in her mind 'how dare you not know my name?', but still, he replied. He responded in a cold and troubled way, as if he did not present himself to another being... for millennia. "Kalias" he said with a husky and heavy voice "I am Kalias, the fallen alpha of montdust". Kalias. The name seemed to resonate in the mind of the girl, Kalias who came from Kalos and meant... beauty.

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

In the next moment, she heard Reebah turning to greet the newcomers. “Hey, Lara, Tanny, Britney.” Angel’s stomach clenched harder with each name she spoke and her heart began to race, realizing she was basically cornered by the women she’d come inside to avoid. Why did I have to get distracted by Reebah? Angel asked herself. If only she’d come in, taken a breather, and headed back out again, she might not be stuck in this damn situation now. “Hey, Ree,” Lara replied in a sickly-sweet voice that was as sly as it was cutesy. Angel’s throat constricted. Up until a few years ago, she had been the only one to call Reebah that.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.