Guardian Angel Comic Hazbin Hotel Novels & Stories

It was a welcome relief not to have her arguing with him, and he settled himself in the seat opposite her after instructing the pilot of their destination and their need to hurry. Angel’s silence didn’t last very long and almost as soon as they were up in the air, she seemed to revert right back to her old self. “You know we can’t just walk right into Italy, right? Not since supernaturals came out of the closet.” Layon couldn’t help but laugh at that. “You remember who I am, right?” he responded and watched her face drop with distaste at his need to be so bigheaded. “That doesn’t mean you can ignore the rules,”

Angela’s POV “Who are you?” I asked him while I’m clutching the blanket on my chest. He smiled at me sweetly. “I’m Cleidon. I’m your guardian angel.” I furrowed my brows at him. “You? My guardian angel? Are you insane or what?” “No! Believe it or not, I’m really your guardian angel. The almighty descended me here to save you.” I rolled my eyes and took the ballpen on my side table and pointed it to him. “You are a robber, aren’t you?” I took a step back. “Or maybe, a r-rapist?!”

I threw my blanket off and rushed into the closet, quickly getting changed into some jeans and a tank top before slipping my feet into a pair of shoes. Zion grabbed my hand and cast us to the academy. It was a full house. This was going to bring down Señor Fuckface Stark even harder onto Maddox, but I could not even think about that right now. Zion quickly filled me in on what had happened. Somehow, I kept myself from crying when I saw Grant and Gabriel’s destroyed expressions. They had found out last night that Angel was fated to them. I knew that it was a dream come true for them, and I had to imagine that it was for Angel as well. Now, she was missing…

Erick POV I let out a loud laugh, that Angel was full of tricks, obviously, he knew they had spies and guards around the temple of Dionysus, so when I started hearing the reports that Hope and Marcus were putting on a little porn show I didn't hold back my laughter. "And exactly what do you want me to do?" I asked Henry, one of the leaders my father had chosen. "As far as I know, many exhibitionists do this in the temple of Dionysus... As far as I know, the two of them are not breaking any rules... If they don't want to see, just turn your face away, no?" "What they did is extremely..." Gilia began, but I held up my hand. "We're post-Festival. Marcus Angelis is the Mate of Hope Black... If t

“God isn’t here to save you.” I drove the blade deeper into his chest, inch by inch, leaving a gaping wound. I shifted the blade, slicing horizontally as his intestines spilled over. “You good?” Matteo asked. Without a word, I answered with a sharp nod. No one will ever touch you again, my angel. I will always keep you safe.

She's too cute but I can't pinch her because if I did that I'm afraid that she was going to squash my finger. “What are you?” I asked the flying little creature. And she answered “I am the guard at the front door of the purgatory. And I wanna say welcome! I see that you are way different from the other” Zack in me smiles nervously. “Come follow me, I will take you to the Remiel” “who is that?” I asked still nervous “He was an angel that will help you to purified your soul, So you could go into heaven” “But we are not dead...d” I haven't finished what I was going to say because Zack covered my mouth.

the old man replied. "Did you suffer?" Angel’s mother asked him. Angel gave her a warm smile. "None that I couldn't bare, but the goddess did answer your prayers and sent an Angel to me. Without her help, I would not have been able to contact Xavier. Without her, I would be dead," Angel said. "She is human?" His father asked. Angel nodded. "She is one of my captor's family but also one of us…" "I don't understand," his mother said with a puzzled frown.

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

The guard looked at me, trying to get a read. “What the hell are you exactly,” he said, looking at Susie. “I am a fallen angel,” she said, in a cute little voice. Straight up saying “demon” would likely scare the shit out of some werewolves. He looked confused and another guard approached, saying that he had called for the Beta to come out. Good, at least we were getting to meet someone with some authority. “Step to the side and wait, there’s a bench,” the guard said, pointing.

“I’m sorry to say but it’s not that easy. Angels are more sensitive than humans. We have never experienced what humans experience so the urge would be ten times stronger on an angel. Everything would hit at once and Azaliah would need so much self restraint if she wants to go through this without problems. But just as Hagne said…we’ll help you, the whole heaven is behind you. You’ll get through this” Azaliah smiled broadly at her protector and he returned it. “Unfortunately, I don’t think she’ll be alive to even start the first day”. A deep voice sounded behind them. They all turned towards it and gasps of shock escaped their lips. Hagne pointed at the creature in front of them. “Tha-th-at’s