Female Death Angel A Quiet Place Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Holly, I'm a reaper. I take souls, I've killed many in my life. I'm sure I wasn't a good person in my human life either. You can take an entire harem if you want, I have no place to ever stop you. I'll just be grateful for what love you do want to give back to me." No way. Things couldn't go that smooth could they? "You really weren't such a good person," Death all but purred his pink eyes latched onto them. "And now it's time for me to make sure you remember every last single thing. When I'm through you'll both be long gone and I'll take my time devouring that one. I want her to be in such delicious and long-lasting pain for everything she's put me through." There was no way Holly was goin

This fucking bastard— “You seem mad,” Silas chuckled. “But shouldn’t you be more mad at yourselves? You caused Veronica’s death. And soon, you will cause Aurora and Damien’s death as well.” He stomped on Angelina’s neck hard. Angelina’s eyes rolled to the back, and she passed out. “Should we hide her body somewhere?” Layla asked. “Just leave her here. We are going back to the Great Canyon today. There is no need to hide our tracks any longer.”

"I don't know what I did last time to help. Styx doesn't know what to do... I- I'm so sorry." He whispered out, crying. That's when a loud, thunderous scream was heard from the girl Kwen introduced as her sister. She dropped to her knees, yelling in pain at her sister's near end. Logan went to hold her when he was shocked by electricity that surrounded her. She stood, and the ground around us shook. It felt like an earthquake with each step she took towards the pool of the water. Angel seemed eerily calm as tears still fell from her eyes. People were about to stop her from touching the water, but her family kept anyone and everyone back who thought to touch her. She began to speak in some la

Fingers crossed this will work to my advantage. Once Fenton chuckles and tries to stop the sound that left him, I know I have him right where I need him to be. “God is a woman. Not a man with a long beard and all that bullshit. She’s a woman. And she didn’t die. The reason why I say she’s lost is that she went after one of her fallen angels and didn’t return. She wouldn’t die even if the entire hell rose against her. She’s far too powerful for that.”

He can feel someone touch his face until he loses complete consciousness. “Mom… Kara, Mara…” he called until he completely gave in. Those three words are his last words before he died as if he was trying to call his family. After a minute, the guy who is in front of Fletcher’s dead body, slowly stands on the ground and puts his hands on his pocket. “Clean this mess. And also, prepare the records for his shipment,” he ordered his men. “Yes sir!” his men answered in chorus. He smiled a bit then took his cellphone from his pocket.

I open the glove box for the knife and gun stashed there, then put them in my waistband. “I am not going to watch you kill your mother Travis,” Hazel finally whispers. She pulls to a stop in the parking area of a lake. It’s not the best place to dump a body but it’ll do in a pinch. Plus it’s in Black Fog territory so, bittersweet. “Then don’t look,” I simply say, looking at the sun rising and knowing I don’t have a lot of time to waste.

Both of them were pacing out as if they were in trauma. Pocco and Sheira heard what happened tomorrow after and they hurriedly visited them in the hospital but they were not speaking, they were both silent and still looked like in trauma. They didn't want to speak with anyone yet. So they remained silent as they were enduring the pain of losing Zanea and Blake. "Evangeline," Pocco whispered when he saw her, looking exhausted and was suffering in total misery. ***** "Archangel, the grim reaper said they will collect Zanea's soul, and the vampire is dead," a grim reaper reported.

Angel adjusted the box she was holding under one arm and placed her free hand on her hip, looking at him with disgust for a moment before her face began to fall. “Don’t bother making promises you can’t keep and besides, it’s too late anyway.” The sadness in her voice might have been enough to tell Layon how she felt but it was in that moment that he saw a flash of memory in his mind’s eye, a woman who looked much like Angel but slightly older, a woman who was no longer around. The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

“I….. I don’t know how to show my gratitude to you two fo…. For giving me this life, a…. and sacrificing your life so that I could live, but the thing that I know very well is…. Is that I am not going to spare any of those evils who are responsible for your deaths. The only mission of my life from now on is ….. is to send those evil creatures to hell, an…. And make this world a better place to live for all the innocent people.” Angel was so overwhelmed with her sorrow that her voice continued raising with every word coming out of her mouth. She wanted to go forward and hugged both Ava and Madeline, but she was afraid. They were still inside that transparent box. Angel understood that their b