Heavenly Spawn Novels & Stories

“Celeste Valentina Morau signed off personally. Don’t make her regret it.” Celeste. The name landed like a stone in still water. One of the last purebloods who hadn’t left with the Thirteen Families. Hero of the Swarm War. The face on every newsreel when the supernaturals finally went public. Beautiful. Terrifying. And apparently interested in foster trash from Little Rock via Santa Cruz.

There was silence as he stepped down toward me. “Damian of the Silverclaw Pack,” he addressed. “You’ve invaded our land and drawn blood in our city. Explain yourself.” But I couldn’t take my eyes off Skye. “You…” I rasped. “You’re here…” She looked away. “She was taken from me,” I said, louder now. “She’s my mate. She belongs with me!” “Enough!” the Lycan King’s voice boomed. “You do not own her.” “She is my daughter,” he said. “Skye is the long-lost heir to the Lycan throne. My blood. My only child."

But after years of repeated pregnancies, my body was weak and fragile. He easily grabbed my neck and slowly crushed my windpipe. He told me that the daughter who had been sent away had already died of illness long ago. Everything went black before my eyes, and I violently coughed up blood and died. After my death, he threw my and my daughter's corpses into the wilderness to be devoured by hungry wolves. He then ceremoniously married Briar, who was five months pregnant. Damien was focused on getting sons to inherit the throne, but I learned that I had awakened the Creator Goddess bloodline after my death, and my daughters would have inherited ancient power to end this apocalypse.

Henry*** The sky bled fire—crimson tendrils streaking across the heavens like the last breath of a dying god. Smoke coiled in black spirals, choking out the stars, and in the glow of that apocalyptic dawn, the world trembled. Buildings burned like paper. Trees split open, screaming with sap and flame. It was as if the sky itself had turned traitor—spilling fury upon a land already drowning in sorrow.

“Please… stop calling me that.” Matthew was looking at her in surprise. “What do you…” “Stop calling me by that nickname!” Allison cried out, letting the tears finally fall from her eyes. “We’re not lovers anymore, Mattie… you have to stop calling me that… just…” Suddenly, the world swam before her eyes. It was as though the room was spinning, the ground tilting its way to meet her. Her body felt like it was burning, the heat spreading throughout her limbs like wildfire.

With a variety of biological weapons, he can rule the world so that even innocent people he can control and kill each other. "I feel it and I hope you can take your decision back." answered Dissa looking into Kenzo's eyes. "I thought you would support me, Sarah. You think I don't know, you were reborn with a different soul only I have the right to have you completely and no one can stop me!" said Kenzo removing his palm from Dissa's face and giving a faint smile. Daniel is watching Dissa who is talking in front of Kenzo. He tried to get up from his place but pain started to spread throughout his body.

the creators voice boomed all around the celestial realm as all angels stood before him with their heads bowed. "My lord undergoing reincarnation involves being mortal and living in the body of the same body I birth like a father living in the body of the son,and of this happens I shall rise as the Demon Hybrid the prophecy said would unite the Deon Kingdom with other kingdoms my lord.i can't bear to leave heaven my lord" Marcus answered with bowed head as no one dares look the creator in the face.

LJ's head whipped around in fear, "What did I tell you? Cut it out. When you challenge the universe enough, it might just do what you're asking it to do." Getting vanquished with heavenly fire, or going under the blade, as angels called it, is a form of suicide that heavenly beings usually undergo when they deemed themselves unworthy of their mandate. It was also the ultimate form of punishment that any soldier of Heaven could get, though only second to being banished to Hell. Once an angelic soul is consumed by heavenly fire, it will be released into the Omniverse as part of Aether, maybe a tree in Paradise, or a bird, or perhaps as the dirt that make up Paradise itself. It usually takes mi

Akira: Come if you dare, i too need releasing some of my steam Hana: Don’t regret it. After saying that her body start changing, there’s a wing unfurled on her back. A pair of jet black raven wing appear. Her body too change to be more tempting to other gender. A sexy Falllen Angel appear in front of me. In her world. She is daughter of the leader of Fallen Angel. Fallen Angel on her world aren’t an Angel that fallen from his grace. But a Race.

That night, the skies outside became a band of melodies; raging with a thunderstorm that could only be described as an omen. [The next morning Hevenly is seen dressed in a beautiful velvet dress made from Darkness that seemed me manifest as a solid object, a pair of high heels with long black stockings and a slit within the dress barely revealing her upper thigh. She intended to see to it that the seed she planted grew to its full bloom. This plane of Deidra was a very lush and beautiful forest almost untouched by any form of man-made structures.]