L'ange Dechu Novels & Stories

Almost there. Through my blurred vision I saw lights. Bright lights. "My angel, when you reach the lights, no one can hurt you....." my mommy's voice resonated through my ears. I just...had to......reach the lights... But.... I let out a wail and limped through the craggy road. I wished someone would take pity and save me. I wished someone would lead me to the lights..... "Angel?" The annoying voice of that girl echoed in my empty shell of a mind, "Girls like you are made to be tortured...."

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Bahagya siyang tumawa bago ibinalik ang atens’yon sa pailan-ilan na lang na sasakyang dumaraan. “Alam mo, nabasa ko noon ‘yang nararanasan mo ngayon. Mayroong iba’t-ibang klase ng phenomena na nangyayari sa isang tao—kasama na ‘yang déjà vu. Pero may iba’t ibang klase ng déjà vu. Déjà vécu, Déjà rêvé... marami pa. Mayroon din na kabaliktaran ng naranasan mo ngayon at mayroon namang tip of the tongue phenomena. Masiyadong marami ‘yan, kung tutuusin pero binasa ko yata halos lahat.” Tumawa siya nang mahina. “Wala kasi akong magawa.”

I turn to see Acre, Sky, my mother and father and grandma Beth all standing around us, the latter three had burn marks around their necks from where the silver collars were, "Ocean, hold tight to Desert, only you can channel her powers, the rest hold hands" We all do as Lanna has instructed us and Lanna starts whispering words that sound like a chant as we stood watching the battle before us, the noise starts to dim, a light above the battle starts to decend and eventually we can see or hear anything, until a sweet voice hums a tune, calming us, then it whispers, "You have done so well, the bond of family is strong, remember to be as one",

Angela's eyes got misty when all of a sudden Luca's hand was pushed away and his eyes snapped at Silvia. "Enough," Her voice was soft. "She wants to grow up into a powerful person like me. You better watch out and be in her good graces," Silvia said calmly. The twinkle in her eyes muddled Luca. "You better be in my good graces. Pray I don't kill you when I'm all strong," Angela gritted coldly. Luca's eyes darkened and the specs of copper began to swirl in those irises. Angela's eyes widened and she abruptly pivoted on her heels and dashed inside the mansion while he continued to drill holes in her head with his cold gaze.

She might give me answers. There is a knock on the door and a second later I open it, Clarisse, the vampire maid working here, brings her to my room. My heart stops a beat when I see what my mate is wearing. Only a tiny piece of lingerie covers her essential body parts. Her arms, legs, and even a part of her breasts are on display. I close my eyes for a moment and motion for Clarisse to put her to bed.

Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant. - Cande cineres Maiorum meorum, qui laesi mortui sunt, surge et fac angelum dubitare. fac Angelum nuntiare avunculo iter per hebdomadam morari. (Latin translation - White ashes of my ancestors, who died wronged, rise and make Angel doubt. Make Angel tell his uncle to delay the trip for a week.) The ashes slowly turn into steam, which rises and passes under the door. Traveling the distance between the rooms, it enters under the door, where Angel rests from the new attempt on his life.

to row back to the shore, something happened beneath them. The boat began to rock vigorously. Startled, the twins grabbed the edge of the boat and looked at each other with scared, wide eyes. "What's going on? Todd!" Emily cried. As the swamp Waters around them began to wave back and forth Emily let go of the boat sides and flung her arms around her brother. Todd kept a firm grip on the sides of the boat and looked around bewildered. "I don't know Emily!" He grabbed a hold of his sister as a large grey claw grabbed the boat and lifted it slowly out of the water. The twins shrieked in fear. Five skinny, long fingers covered in what appeared to be boils had a hold of them. They sat very stil

As they stepped into the cool, damp air of the night, the rain had transformed into a light drizzle, misting the surroundings in a haze. The world outside felt lush and alive, yet ominous with an undercurrent of uncertainty. George led the way, Elora and Maya close behind, each step bringing them closer to a sanctuary that felt both like a refuge and a line crossed. "Stay close," George advised, casting a watchful glance over his shoulder. "We don't know who might be watching."