Gambar Black Angel Novels & Stories

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

There were an Angel Arin was just listened them and said I wanted to go on the earth. The God saw this and said to the Arin that okay you can go there.But one condition. Never tell anyone that you're an angel and never use your power to to save any human life cause if you do that you will be punished with die. Arin accepted this and goes out to the earth. On This time in the earth the the king Henry was rules the whole Britain. He was the most powerful king in this time. He had a beautiful daughter which name was isla. Everybody in the kingdom called her the Goddess of beauty.

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

he say, I look down my naked, I didn't notice it, Alba has given me this necklace, the pendant is white crystal, is a holy necklace, the pendant will get black if I indulge in any evil things of the world, example, killing, sexual intercourse with human and many more, and if the pendant turns black it means, I'm a fallen angel and I will never be able to return to heaven, I shirk at the thought of it. "thank you," I say, touching the pendant "which school do you attend," he asked, although I'm 58 in the angel world, physically I look 17 in the human world, so I need to go to school to look normal.. but what school do I know around here... "the school you are going to," I say "oh, you are a s

He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself." "You're crazy," I whispered. I pulled out the shiny black gun from his waistband and aimed it at his forehead but he didn't even flinch. "Fuck you Mr. Black," I said with a sweet smile. Instead of moving away from me he came closer. He wrapped his palm around my neck, "That was hot." Is he crazy? I have a gun pointing at his goddamn head and all he can say is that?

I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket. "Dude, I hate that word," Justin mumbles, and I scoff. Soon, we see Angel's walking figure. She is humming a song with her beautiful voice. Daniel jogs behind her with an evil smirk and pokes her side, making her yelp in surprise. "Are you fucking sick?" she asks in disbelief once she sees us. How did I not notice her at school? Angel is so beautiful with her black hair and hazel eyes. I'm going soft! "Why are you following me?" she snaps.

“Victor, Rachel is dead. I’ll send you a photo. Sigh… It’s your big day. I didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news.” A photo came through, showing Rachel on the ground, covered in blood. Vincenzo had absolute confidence that it would fool anyone. After all, the makeup had taken three full hours to make it look this real. He continued, his voice calm and steady, “When you’ve calmed down, we’ll talk properly.” “Shut up…” I muttered, over and over again. “Shut up… Shut up…” Then suddenly, rage ignited in me, and I slammed my foot down on the phone.

Chapter 18 "What?! Are you serious, Blake? She's here to kill you?" Veronica exclaimed after Blake told her about what he heard the other day and when she started speaking. "I'm serious, she's an angel, and her mission is to kill me..." he repeated. Veronica sighed, knowing that Blake was a vampire means it was not possible that the girl she thought was something special was actually an angel. She thought she might be like Blake or other creatures like a werewolf, after watching the CCTV footage but to find out she was an "ANGEL," she was surprised.

I accidentally knocked over the cloth covering it earlier. But to think of it, the woman in the picture was very beautiful even though it looked old. She was wearing a black dress and a black veil was draped over her. She was also holding a bouquet of black roses, but her smile was so genuine, contradicting the darkness of the entire painting's vibe. Her face was too angelic, her eyes were so pretty too, and it seemed like she was the happiest person on earth. And there it was, I was busy adoring her entire existence in the painting when a realization hit my mind.

She was driven out of her thoughts when she felt a tug on her dress. She looked down and saw 6-year-old Joana looking up at her with her two big Heterochromia eyes of the shades green and blue. “Your dress is dirty,” Joana stated, touching the torn part of Rebecca’s dress. Rebecca squatted and took Joanna’s little body into an embrace, pecking her cheeks. “Yea, I fell in a puddle.” Just that statement left a bad taste in her mouth. It brought back the thoughts of earlier events.