Novel & Cerita Mis Pequeños Tres Ángeles Guardianes

I grabbed it, the weight pulling at my wound, and headed straight for the children's room. "Evelyn, wait!" Yamelyan and Lenochka were at my heels, their voices a frantic blur of Russian and English. "What is in that box? What are you doing?" I didn't answer. I reached the room where my six angels lay. The silence in there was the kind that breaks you, the hum of monitors, the rhythmic hiss of oxygen. I dropped to my knees beside Leo and Luna, my two angels, my two bravest. They looked so small, hooked to machines that were barely keeping their spirits tethered to their bodies.

GILDA’S POV When Angel was done playing, I lifted her into my arms, and the three of us, Japheth, Angel, and I, went back inside the house. Japheth rolled quietly beside us as we returned to her room. Japheth stopped at the doorway while Angel and I went in. He didn’t follow us inside; instead, he stayed there, watching us in silence. The room felt unusually quiet, and I could feel his eyes lingering on both of us as we settled in. After a moment, he finally broke the silence.

Angelus assured Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, and Scott while holding their hands. "Where Is it taking us to??" Sia asked Angelus curiously. "You'll see." Angelus replied Sia warmly while smiling at her. "On the count of three...........We go!! Alright?" Angelus said to Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, and Scott while looking at them Inquisitively. "Yeah." Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, and Scott replied Angelus softly while tightening their grip on Angelus' hand.

"I missed you too... very much." "How did it go?" "Fine..." "I'm sorry you had to return like this... But if I can be a little selfish, I'm glad you did..." "I won't leave you alone again..." he promised, tightening his protective hold around her. "Don't worry, I'll be fine... I have three guardian angels, did you know?" she offered a small smile. "I did a good job, didn't I?" he asked with gentle pride. "A very good job... You have two knights in shining armor and a brave lady. How lucky can you be, hmm?"

The smile on Mia's lips became even brighter, she spoke to Alice, her voice was proud like a victor, she said. “My guardian angel is always behind me, I have no reason to fear anyone. No matter how evil and brutal that person is, it cannot compare to my only god.”

A feminine high-pitched voice suddenly pierced through the air, seemingly not too far away and the moment we snapped our heads in the direction it came from, a young, almost childish female slowly emerged from behind the thick trees, followed by other three males, all wearing long and pure white robes. What the... I rose one eyebrow, staring at them a little bit confused, assuming they were probably other angels but the moment I took a glance around me my mouth suddenly hung open, freezing in my spot, utterly dumbstruck. Michael, Gabriel, Lucifer and Azrael were all bowing their heads in respect towards the four youngsters, remaining perfectly silent. What the hell? Obviously thinking someth

he says to Angel. “I’m Guardian Angel and she's not coming with you,” Angel says, the sweetness in her voice gone. Instead, there’s a hard, threatening tone. “You’re outnumbered Guardian. Give us the girl and there won’t be any problems.” Angel laughs. As angry as she, her laughter still has a sweet tone to it. “You know nothing about the Guardians, do you?” she asks. I see several other werewolves that I recognize from the pack coming up behind us. It’s her against eight wolves. I know they’ve told me that the Guardians are strong, but these are Alpha Alaric’s top warriors. I know that they will kill her to get to me and then they will kill me.

Besides, it really hurt when they furled out from his body. It ws Gabriels turn to guard the gates between heaven, purgatory and hell. No one crossed over that way but the Great Spirit himself made the rules. And Arch-Angle would always stand guard at the gates. Michael guarded the week before. They weren’t allowed to stand there more than a week at a time. The reasoning was to keep the Arch’s from forming any attachments on the other side. Only the Great one was allowed to decide that.

"Are you saying you have a guardian?” "Yes," I replied, looking back at the silhouette of Michael's shadows. "It was he who danced with me in the territory of Octavius, it was he who allowed the passage between the earth and hell to be opened, and it is he who has been keeping us safe since we stepped on the earth. Because even if I tried to contain your powers, I could not do anything against the other archangels who protect humans who have never been touched by evil and, even if they can see us, they are constantly being deceived by the heavenly magic of my guardian.” I noticed how Vraxlon seemed suddenly tense, and he didn't even have to tell me to know that he thought the same as Faye. G

That felt like a dagger piercing my heart repeatedly. Actually, I am a guardian to a mafia king, Romano Starvo. We called him Lord Romano, but not me. I called him father. He found me on the lying road almost lifeless when I was ten and kept me under his roof. In return, I served him. I became his right hand, and he was the only person who knew my real identity.