King Von Angel Novels & Stories

One of awe and pure admiration. "You're excused" The Prince said referring to the maids and cal who nodded in understanding. "What is your-" "Corey" He said indignantly. "Corey Adams. Descendant of zion, strong connection to wind and water. King of one of the strongest kingdoms of the three realms ruled by the sun goddess" Huh? "Corey huh. I admire your sense of humour." "Eat up. We have a lot to discuss" Five spoons into the soup, I was already full. No doubt, Kellyn had eaten more than half of hers.

The sound was deafening and made everyone, including Angel, cover their ears. Jett clapped his hands together excitedly. "Look who's finally awake. I'm sure my mate's wolf will awaken before we're finished here." With his free hand, one long finger trailed down her spine. A glint of fear appeared in her eyes, but it was gone in the same second. "Remove the gown. Now," he ordered, his voice combining with his wolf to create one terrifying, demonic tone. "Yes, my King," Angel answers emotionlessly. She slid the fabric off her shoulders. Her beautiful body was on display for the entire pack to see.

Blood and guts spray across the room as his body follows suit. Leaving her: Kim Mylean Ashyver - King of the Angles Glowing golden wings and halo Wind blowing around her Golden power sparking at her fingertips “You did good Kimmy.” I pop up next to her. She breathes and it begins to fade. He wings and halo she must still learn to use. To summon as she wishes. “Now it’s time to go.” The battle ringing outside rings through her as she takes off into a run. “You made the right choice,” Hermione, Goddess of Death, whispered next to me, “AllFather.” “I certainly did.”

“Hold up. You followed me here all the way from Langkawi?! Aren’t spirits supposed to stay within the boundary of their domain? How did you take journeying across the ocean? And, and what has this got to do with…” “I am the King of Demons. Vasileios Kara Angelos. I have no set domain. I travel freely and wherever I please. Just now I am not happy being chained to you like a mere pet.” Ma’oz spat the words he so despised. “Kara Angelos…Black Angel?” “So, your grasp of the ancient languages is quite good. Yes. All demons are known as the Fallen Angels. The Black Angels.” He answered proudly. “What do I pay?” She asked again.

The woman rose to her knees a stunned look on her face “our queen has not had a familiar in a very long time and as such the only feeling left to her was anger which can look alot like cruelty to an outsider” the boy said standing the rest did the same “i choose you... i am luke my queen” he said bowing his head, black hair falling over one of those lavender eyes, eyes turned just a bit upward, pink lips thin nose, she liked his look

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--

But the thick aura rolling off him. It is a scent that hits my nose hard. He smells exactly like Angel and me when our bodies are tangled together making love. Raw. Powerful. Eternal. He smells like our combined heat. Could it really be? The king sits up straighter. His lips curl into a slow smile as his eyes lock on Angel. Her breathing stops. Her fingers dig hard into my arm tightly. She holds on like she might fall. Like she already knows. “Hello, Mother,” the king mutters menacingly.

"A drink then?" "I can get one for myself." "What do you want then?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "I'll let you know but just know you owe me, Kris." He answered, staring into my eyes. Huh? "Wait…how do you know my name?" "Weren’t you the one who called me an angel? Well, angels know everything." He stated, his lips curling into a smirk. With that, he got up and left, leaving me in a state of confusion.

Intrigue flashed over her face for a second before she settled again, head resting on Julian's shoulder. "What do you mean?" I asked, trying to keep the fears from my voice. If the prophecy wanted him dead by the end of whatever it was we had to do, then the Goddess could go to hell. "Well, I am just a vampire. To rule over two different species isn't in the cards for me. You will rule them, once we are fully mated. Long story as to why, but know that I will be King, but you will be the Queen. Not queen consort, but The Queen." Julian explained. As if I knew exactly what The Queen even meant. Julian saw the puzzlement within my eyes and gave a gentle laugh. "I will explain everything in much

Angeles growled, me a whimpering mess next to the horrible person. “Well, if she’s yours, PUP, then she must be a bi-“ the shot rang out, it hitting the man’s foot. He let out a string of curses, pushing me forward to another man. “I’m not a Pup, I am the f*cking king” Angeles growled, glaring at the man who wrapped his arm around my neck now, “And you’re touching my queen”