Female Fallen Angels Names Novels & Stories

“Lucifer Anais, I am Lucifer, the fallen angel, the angel who never had a soul, the devil I don’t come from above Anais. I come from the depths of hell, and I like it. Did you really think my name was just for fun?” Her mind tells her of all the stories, the ones she said were not real, none of the angels, devils and gods are real. Her mind gives her names of the fallen angels; the first was Belial, then Lucifer after he got him to turn against God. Maybe not? She can’t remember. She never listened or believed, so right now, she has no idea who the first fallen angel was. Her face now shows that she realises the truth in his words, the fact that now she realises if she ever walks away. She w

His voice was low and I found myself nodding immediately. "I just wanted to know what happened; I don't know why I tried to touch your hair." I tried shrugging the awkward tension off and sat up straight on the couch. He straightened his posture as well, without breaking eye contact with me. "Since you're curious, there is a time that comes every year when Fallen Angels get reminded of their sins and the reason behind them falling. It's a punishment given to us to be reminded of what we did wrong and the consequences that followed our actions.” That sounds tough but it does make sense. He continued, “We don't only get to remember the accident, we also have to feel every single emotion we fel

We can try to get your sentence reduced so you won't be banished from the pack. The pack mates around us began whispering and pointing at me. "She's clearly just guilty and trying to squirm her way out of it. I didn't realize she was this irresponsible." "The Alpha hates cheaters, but he hates liars even more!" "You've made a mistake, Sierra, so just confess. If you lie on top of your crimes, they might authorize wolfsbane interrogation, which will tear your wolf soul to shreds!" I ignored the chaotic chatter around me and kept my icy gaze locked on Dale and Maya.

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.

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.

It’s brutal. We fly on. From the light, three figures emerge. I don’t need introductions. I know who they are. Azazel—Lucifer’s second-in-command, and chief torturer. They’re in a female form today, with a whip in one hand and a tail that moves like a weapon. Ramiel—a fallen Watcher angel, one of the first to defy the Godhead. Banished, bitter, and now one of Lucifer’s most faithful. Dagon—a former god of the Philistines. Defeated by the Godhead himself, thrown into Hell, and now reborn through Lucifer’s vengeance.

Ser got an invite because Silason was totally crushing on her and Ade was my plus one. Let’s get changed then. I told the girls to go and change first. Serphina went first and changed into a green dress which highlighted all of her curves and also her emerald eyes. She was exceptionally gorgeous. Serephina Freya Grey. She was the oldest child and her father and mine had been friends for a very long time. 'GIRL YOU LOOK GOOD.' Ade yelled. I personally think that that is all that she does. 'DAYUM BABY. YOU LOOK BEAUTIIFUL AS HELL. MATTEO FINNA BE DROOLING.' I screamed while winking at her.

“Hold up. You followed me here all the way from Langkawi?! Aren’t spirits supposed to stay within the boundary of their domain? How did you take journeying across the ocean? And, and what has this got to do with…” “I am the King of Demons. Vasileios Kara Angelos. I have no set domain. I travel freely and wherever I please. Just now I am not happy being chained to you like a mere pet.” Ma’oz spat the words he so despised. “Kara Angelos…Black Angel?” “So, your grasp of the ancient languages is quite good. Yes. All demons are known as the Fallen Angels. The Black Angels.” He answered proudly. “What do I pay?” She asked again.

If only I could do that. I stayed in that place for almost thirty minutes, waiting for Hasel and Joseph to show up but they didn’t. “Where the heck are they?” I can’t hear anything besides the natural sound of the forest, bugs and such. I comb Angel’s hair, this horse’s name is Angel. I was really starstruck the first time I heard about it because it suits the horse very well. From her white as snow long hair, soft and comfortable fur and her posture that looks like a queen of horses. I’m joking, but she’s really beautiful.

"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.