Glow In The Dark Angels Novels & Stories

His eyes suddenly opened to the now dark ceiling above them. Mouth gasped for oxygen. His brain fired a flare. Sanity coming back. “Stop.” And to his shock—the bastard did. The air stilled. Heavy. Wet. Flammable. Then— “J-just… don't leave any marks on my neck please,” Angel begged, voice was hoarse. ‘Nope. Sanity has not returned yet, you idiot,’ he scolded himself. Another beat passed. “Really?” the devil-like bastard asked with a sigh of relief.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

Their shimmer looked almost phosphorescent in the colorless night, but everything else about Arriane, from her short black bob to her pale, drawn lips, looked harrowingly somber and sedate. The angel beside Arriane was quieter than usual, too. Annabelle stared blankly into the far reaches of the night. Her wings were dark silver, almost pewter-colored. They were broad and muscular, stretching around her and Arriane in a wide, protective arc. It had been a long time since Noah had seen her. Gabbe Noah e to a stop behind Arriane and Annabelle and stood facing the other side: Roland, Molly, and Noah , who were sharing a coarse fur blanket. It was draped over their wings. Unlike the angels on th

Aeolus was proud of himself for what he did to help, and he indeed helped a lot, as he and his people aided our people to clear the deads. As to what was happening out in the world, I heard Raziel say to us that there was a pact made between the dark Angels and the light ones, with a special group of mixed parties created with the task of controlling other people who had access to artifacts similar those Ignitious had. He had stolen an ancient machine from the dark Angels, to use for his own personal purposes. I am sure the dark Angels themselves would have used it to their benefit one way or another. Perhaps Ignitious was the least of all evils. Apparently, a big leader in the ranks of the

And wanting the wings doesn’t have to be a secret — he knows that. It has to be him. Samiel was a mistake. We go down together, and suddenly the lights in the Nox go out, drowning everything in darkness. Then one light flares, bright and cold. Another follows. And another. Until seven of them stand before me, so intense that the club seems to vanish inside the glow. Time stops in the hall, everything too still. Even my breath. Seven angels. Waiting for my decision.

Inside Ethan and Jeremy were sitting opposite each other with a gun pointing at Ethan and Ethan's phone dismantled. "If you have balls why don't you just kill me," Ethan said to Jeremy with a frown "Not yet Ethan. I have two more guests I invited to this meeting," Jeremy said and the front down was pushed open. Andrews and Davis entered the room. Ethan was surprised but he remained composed at Andrews and Davis sat down next to him. "Are they the guest you were waiting for?" Ethan asked "They will be here soon," Jeremy said and the front door opened again. A lady entered wearing dark shades. Her hair was covered and wearing a black nose mask. She was followed by a gentleman whom Ethan recogn

He realized she was his hope, a ray of light that drowned his misery and gloom and painted a fresh picture of the perfect sunset, making it shine as bright as her personality. Angela felt no less as she stared in Mason's steely eyes, she felt all her anger and frustration washing away. He was just like that. Leaving her defensless under the dangerous weapons of his charm. With just one look of his, she could melt away, like an ice cream in a desert. (Ok. That was weird 😂 ik but this is Angel we're talking about and she's weird) She felt like she would fall down right now by intensity of his eyes. Damn him, he always knew how to charm her. But right now, he was doing that without doing anyth

His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.

Why does that stupid, foolish commander want to see me now? "Anything else?" I asked as she kept staring at me too much that I was getting uncomfortable with her stares. She quickly shook her head, her cheeks crispy and ran out of the door. I picked up my jacket and wore it, boldly printed BLACK ANGEL on the back, they gave me the name because I always wear black clothes but I don't know what the angel is for, I'm not an angel and I will never be. I was my daddy's little princess and angel but he is gone.

Once his fallen angels have risen, his next mission is to find a way to break the bond that still hold Rae and her dead Mate. He turned to look at his fallen Angels floating in the air. He waited. Another set of skeletons are seen joining the ones in the air. Lucifer smiled and raised his hands up once more and opened his mouth. Instead of singing, he began saying some incantations. **** Gate of Darkness: Tharollin smoke appeared and quickly formed into his body. He saw some skeletons flying out and heading somewhere in the little space left before the Gate of Darkness. They were moving so fast.