Hazbin Hotel Heaven Angels Novels & Stories

Ava told her. “Sure thing,” Veronica said, quickly handing Ava’s order to her. Ava spun around on her chair and looked out over the club. It was a Friday night and despite it being early, it was already packed. The rumours that if you were lucky, you could see angels dancing on the dance floor and the clubs special drink, Angel’s bliss, had caused a spike in its popularity. The fact it was said to be owned by the mafia added an extra hint of danger and excitement. When Ava felt relaxed enough and the music got to her, she got of her chair and moved out on the dancefloor. She had become used to dancing in the crowd and she trusted whoever was covering her to keep the men away. Ava let the mus

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

But I shook my head, a slight smirk playing on my lips as I took in the sight of the innocent angel who dared to venture into my forbidden domain. I took a step closer, now just inches away from her. “This room is off-limits to workers and non-members, especially angels like you.” As Summer tried to back away, I moved closer, trapping her between myself and the stairwell. Her chest rose and fell. I could smell her berry scent. The tension between us crackled in the air, charged with a dangerous energy.

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,”

Ethan stepped out wearing a white shirt over black pants with a jacket. "You look good," Ethan complimented and she smiled appreciating the compliment They both headed out of the hotel and soon were on their way to the Casino. Upon arrival, Alejandro was there to receive them. He ushered them inside moving them to one of the private rooms. He and Jacqueline started chatting and laughing and Ethan checked his emails and replied to them on his phone. They were a club at the top of the casino and Alejandro moved them there. Jacqueline danced with Alejandro while Ethan sat on one of the bar stools taking a bottle of water while checking his email. He started feeling hot and decided to leave the

And this feeling made it more piquant. Everything reminded him of how much of a careless host he was. Angel was too pure of a soul for him. He wasn't a good host. He wasn't a good protector. He wasn't a good son. He wasn't a good brother. He wasn't a good friend. He wasn't a good boyfriend. He wasn't a good lover.

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

If Heaven's Angels felt nothing to kill newborns or harm them then what would they do to me: the guy who threatened their entire existence. This all felt so entirely fucked up. Heaven's angels were always portrayed as the protectors, the righteous one's from them all but if you dived deeper into them, you realize that they were not much different from Lucifer's following. They did things to please the Creator whereas Lucifer's following did things to please themselves; both used any means possible to get what they wanted in the end. Blood being spilled wasn't an issue to them since they lacked the decent conscious to overthink something.

, Melissa said while she cried bitterly After she cried to her fill,she slept off on the bench all alone. IN THE ANGELS REALM WORLD Sebastine was one of the angels in the heavenly realm,he was so handsome and kind,he was the angel of fire, trouble and peace. Spirit "Sebastine come forward",the spirit called him Sebastine "Here I am my Lord",he said bowing his head to their master

The place was illuminated with a soft, radiant light, creating an almost surreal atmosphere. Surrounding the waterfall, a multitude of angels with various hair colors could be seen. They flew gracefully in the air, their movements harmonious and filled with grace. Some perched on rocks and branches near the water's edge, while others dived playfully into the pool, creating ripples of light and reflections that danced on the surface. Khione turned to her daughter with a gentle smile as they beheld this wondrous place. "This... is the ancestral plane of angels." Kaerlia's eyes widened in awe as she gazed upon the countless angels inhabiting this celestial haven, each one radiant and unique. Sh