Judge Angels Novels & Stories

she said in a tone that dripped with sugary sarcasm. Both Rosina and Aaron visibly paled, forgetting to even breathe. Cassian's gaze darkened as he looked at the two. "Your time has come. It's time for you to pay for your sins." Rosina and Aaron began pleading once more, their voices shaking with terror. But Hailey and Alex had already stepped forward, forcing the bitter poison down their throats.

Her eyes were wide with shock. Cassian placed the bow in her hands and straightened her aim, placing his hand on hers that has a loose grip on the bow. "Observation." “You're going to be my assassin.”

“Now listen, girl. You have to realize that you have opened a whole lot of darkness, by falling in love with a fallen angel like Azrael.” “He isn’t a fallen angel, Grandmother Willow.” Ava turned towards her with a glare within her eyes. Something that the spirit was glad to see, other than the pain. “He is the Angel of Death, not a fallen angel. He was a given a job to collect souls for God.”

Their voices echo from nowhere, as if carried through space itself. They think themselves gods. But they’re only angels. Gabriel presides. At his side, the others: Uriel, Raphael, Michael… Angels — the damned landlords of the universe. Humans have it wrong. These bastards never show mercy. They’re nothing but celestial bureaucrats. — Caelith’s vicarius was attacked in his own territory — Azrion starts. — Sentinels. I want authorization to strike back at that church. The six murmur among themselves, their words sealed from my ears.

I asked him, my voice barely a whisper, though I already feared the answer. "We are angels," Ajal answered softly but firmly. "We, as holy beings, are defined by our obedience to Father’s commands—we serve without question, we love without condition, and we exist solely for His purpose. But falling in love with a human… that would mean that our loyalty is divided. It would mean that we are no longer only Father’s servants, and that we do not serve Him alone anymore. We would belong to someone else too, and that is something that is not permitted for those who dwell in the light." He patted my shoulder one last time, giving me a look filled with warning and kindness, before he stood up straig

I said in a voice that radiated finality and led him out. "Wait, Angel?!" And… I left poor Mason there, hanging alone. *** "MOTHER! LOOK WHAT I BROUGHT HOME!" I shouted as soon as I opened the door if my house. "I am a who, Angel!" KC corrected, frowning. I grinned, "Whatever." "You don't look angry anymore," he muttered. My head snapped towards his, "Don't go on my appearance. I am so angry at you right now that if I had four hands, I'd punch you!"

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

"Really!? Then what were you doing with her earring? The one which you stuffed into your back pocket. Wait, are you still searching for the other one which you lost. Well, too bad for you. You did a grave mistake by staying here." All the three men kneeled infront of Damian joining their hands and begging for mercy. Raising a brow upon their foolish request Damian leaned down their form shoving his hands into his pockets. "You do know what it would be to mess with Damian Knight . How foolish of you to even beg for your life huh?" He whispered in his deep tone making it worse, which made the three men to tremble under his gaze. "Sir, please spare us, we don't know that she's your girl. We're

I was ready to take off when I heard the shuffling of feet and rustling of leaves behind me. The bushes parted and out stepped an... angel. An angel of death, with huge black wings and a grin that took me to heaven and hell all at once. Another Dragon Shifter… how could that be?

I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along. "Of course you still think I'm a fucking angel." He rolled his eyes. Huh? "Aren't you…?" "Hey, Lucian. Ooh, you've met my new friend." A familiar voice interrupted us from beside me. I turned to see Hottie standing next to me. Huh? Do they know each other? Is he also an angel? I wondered. "I've met her before." Angel replied, "On Saturday, at a club." He explained.