Male Angel Novels & Stories

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Selena yelled, her nose flaring. "Relax, Selena. I'm sure he will return her safe and sound." "Uhm... who was that just now?" Menna questioned them. She wants to know why that man just now looks exactly like The Angel. "Why did he take the lady?" "You don't know him?" "Nope." "Eh? I thought the guardians would know the Angel!" Oh... that's why, she thought. But how come she has never seen that guy before if it was his clone? And he never told her about a clone... a clone that does not know her.

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

Her face, though blooded, had shown no signs of fear and anxiety—this reaction caused a frown from Angelo. Angelo spread his wings again. As the feathers fell down, the flock of feathers stopped from falling when it was about to touch the murky swamp waters—approximately one foot from the ground. The holy fire wrapped the feathers, making it unable to stop them with sheer infernal flame. The tips of the feathers glinted against the sunlight as it pointed towards the pinned body of Maleficent. It was Angelo’s turn to smile with his eyes closed, showing his dimples to Maleficent. “Have I not caught you yet, daughter of Beelzebub?”

“I just felt like I had this power, I hope you didn’t think I was going to kill you, he had to know.” “I know Anabel.” Marcus said kissing her. “Trust me I would have done the same, I knew I couldn’t take you out of there, so he is going to go crazy when he figures out what you are, we need to figure out what you are.” “I already know.” Elijah said coming into the room. “Rumor has it she was born half Angel, and now she has demonic powers, but is still an Angel.” He said looking at Anabel. “So you’re a badass, nice.” He said smiling at her.

I also wouldn't mind if you have constructive criticism about my book. SERAPHIMS- Also known as the burning ones. They are the highest angelic class and are caretakers of God's throne constantly singing praises to God. They are described as fiery six-winged beings with two wings that cover their faces and two that cover their feet and the last two they use to fly.

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

One side of it was wide enough for him to squeeze through. He hoped. He looked outside to make sure that shadow wasn’t a trick. “Hey, cool! Dolphins!” Michael waved. “I like dol-phins better than sharks. They smile.” And, more importantly, they were on their side. Logan took one last look down the corridor. Past the dead Brutus and into the inky darkness. Angel was back there. With at least three other makos and a sea monster who’d once been a goddess. He had to save his son. That’s what Angel wanted. “How about we go meet them, Michael?” Tucking

“Fine!” Arrow watches her bounce down the walkway. “Angel is my half brother, Hermaphroditus. He was born male, but fell in love with a water nymph. They wanted to be together forever, so they somehow figured out how to merge their bodies into one. They go by Angel now and they adore Hedone’s free spirit.” “That’s…” I don’t even know what that is… I watch Hedone bounce on her toes and pull Angel into the house where an omega is waiting on the porch to show them around. “There, uh, there should be enough bedrooms if she wants her own.”

‘Johnny Depp… in his 30’s’ Angel gulped. He was a fan. ‘This man would be popular with the ladies.. what with his good looks and voice..’ And the stranger's eyes. ‘Silver…’ Molten silver. Angel had never seen anything like it. It was magnetic. It could suck your soul in and get hypnotized into doing carnal things. The man was a living, breathing sin incarnate! He shook the cobwebs away from his mind. ‘Shut up Angel! Think of other things! Think of literally anything else!’