Is Alastor A Fallen Angel Novels & Stories

“Our Alpha has a mate, a Fallen Angel which he is able to keep finding in each new life, new shape she takes. One time when she was killed, she was able to rally the others of her kind. A lower sect of angels called The Watchers.” I was leaning forward, rapt. Certain that somehow this is how it all pertained to me. “Okay…?” “They descended from the sky in series of falling stars.” He sighed. Thunking the bit of wood to the side table and rising to pace before the bed. “We tried to track them but there were so many, and they were falling so fast…” I gave him a patient look. “We tracked the ones we could and tried to protect them.” “What exactly are they.”

I closed my eyes and frowned. "Well you can hide in hell, I'm going to have to leave," I state calmly and see him shaking his head. "You will come with me," he growled angrily and I laughed at him. "I can't Mortas, I'm not a demon," I snapped back. He cocked his brow. "No you're not but you are a fallen angel and can so get your ass up so we can go there," he grinned and offered me his hand. I eyed him like he was insane.

I was looking for him, but I was not the only one. A presence shifted behind me. I did not turn immediately. There was no need. “You think too loudly,” a familiar voice said. I exhaled slowly. “You always appear where you are not welcome.” Alastor stepped into view with his usual calm, the kind that came from knowing most people could not touch him even if they tried. Apostle of Ra. Exiled on paper, tolerated in practice. “That is an interesting complaint,” he replied. “Coming from a man who treats contracts like loose guidelines.”

Becky asked Father. Father didn’t reply but looked at Becky with a thoughtful eye. “You are connected with Divine, yet you need my help” Father Chris smirk. Becky realized what she just missed in noticing. Yes, the Fallen Angel whom the divine lady told was Alina. She was captured and armored by demon Lucifer who escaped from Hell during his trial. So now he is trying to immortal on the earth by using Alina. While Alina has lost her memory due to his magical poisonous spell which he cast on her. Her mouth wide open and she looked at Father who was looking back with equal expressions.

“It is said that Azrael was a helper to God, but then he was cast down, like Lucifer himself, and now he resides in the pits of Hell, still overseeing The Book of the Dead as the Archangel of Death.” Ru stopped and considered what she’d just read. It all seemed silly to her. How could anyone even know who the angels were and which ones had been cast down from Heaven—if any of that were even true? “The demons are all just fallen angels,” she continued to read aloud, as if Piper were at all interested in what she had to say. “Whether or not our depictions of them are true is impossible to say.” You’ve got that right, she thought to herself.

Alexander stumbled backward. Michael and Gabriel even froze, for this was not the gentle Allistair they came to know. This was the one they remembered from the First War. The one who turned heaven’s gardens into graveyards of angels. The one who tore through Seraphim without blinking. The one even the Creator feared. The original and one and only, Chaos. Lucifer felt his heartbeat stutter, something that had not happened since before his Fall. His voice was hoarse, trembling despite him. “Allistair… don’t.”

“Okay??” The young demon took a deep breath before starting, “Azz is the leader of a group of rebels who are currently working against the demon lord. It is a said that he used to be a fallen angel himself after being sent into The Dark World years ago for an unknown reason and has somehow kept a few of his memories.” “Fallen Angels? Memories?” I questioned. “How much do you know about corruption?” he didn’t look surpised “That Angels slowly become demons with it.” I replied.

But for now, all he could do was sit there, staring at the closed door, feeling the weight of his responsibilities pressing down on him like never before. Logan sat alone in his study, the only sound the crackling of the fire in the hearth. He rubbed his temples, trying to dispel the headache that had been building all day. His mind kept drifting back to Andrea, the human girl he had kidnapped, who was somehow his fated mate. How could the Moon Goddess pair him, an alpha, with a human? His thoughts were interrupted by a soft voice in his mind. *"You can't hate her, Logan. She's our mate."* It was Alex, his wolf, ever the voice of reason when Logan's emotions ran high.

she was barely speaking above a whisper. "Would I lie?" I maintained eye contact, now a straight face as my expression. A resigned sigh escaped the Goddess' lips. "Which demon?" I flashed a fanged smile, leaning on her podium. "This newly darkened angel had fallen in love with the Prince of Hell." Astrania held onto the podium to keep from falling in any direction. It took a few tense moments for my words to fully sink in before her expression changed to bewilderment. "Erys Sentis? Are you serious?!"

He also prayed for Lux to shut his mouth to stop things from getting worse but the angel could only have his prayers heard. “Yes, because I know this is the right thing to do.” Lux replied as he met his father’s eyes. “Then I suppose you need to learn things the hard way.” The man said and flicked his wrist, letting a portal open—one that would turn an angel into a fallen but this isn’t the case, Lux could never be a fallen. He is kissed by the cosmos already and it will stay that way—he will never be tainted as he is light, unlike Lucifer. The ground opened up, swallowing the angel as he fall through the void.