Morningstar Angel Novels & Stories

The simple word firmly tumbled out his lips, the inhuman creatures intently watching our every move while the guy holding that silvery blade frowned unsatisfied at my brother’s response. “No?” The angel’s eyebrows shot up, curiously eyeing my brother as he momentarily stopped his actions. “Oh, I believe you heard me,” He retorted as he crossed his arms, intently putting up a defiant stance. “Mr. Summers, I’m afraid we are in the middle of a misunderstanding. Hand us over the girl now, or there will be serious repercussions,” The angel stated in a dangerously calm tone, my brother, however, seeming completely unaffected by the silent threat underlining his tone as he carelessly fired back,

Can you imagine your absence at the biggest langerie event in Paris? — You said I wasn't the center of attention. — I'm wrong, girl! You know it is! — Louis finished removing the makeup and punched me in the shoulder. — Angel Backer is on the cover of all magazines, a typical beauty of South America, a daring Brazilian! The one that is never late and does not fail in commitment! The one that joined Gucci and abandoned it just to help Diamond grow, even if she had to live in this end of the world that is the city of Boston!

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

Angel nodded and said, “Get to it then.” Garrett had to admit if only to himself that this girl is outside the normal realm of the Houston debutantes. Whereas those girls lived only to be seen, and for their next purchase. Angel lived to make a difference in everyone she met. It was a very intriguing thing. Angel was in her office going over some details Kimberly had brought to her attention when her Aunts, and Grant came in together. Her father trailed in shortly behind them followed by her grandfather. She was surprised her Denae relatives weren’t with them. This only lasted about ten minutes because then they were trailing in as well. Ellen told her that she had done research into Seth Ne

Angel was so upset last night that she couldn't sleep until it was morning. She didn't wake up until noon and her stomach was growling, so she quickly washed up and went downstairs. When the maid saw Angel come down, she came up and said, "Miss, you are awake and your lunch is ready. Do you want to eat it now?" "Mm." Angel nodded and entered the dining room while the servants immediately prepared lunch for her. Angel felt strange when she didn't see Deborah. "Where's my grandmother?"

He had summoned Baphomet, the demonic entity he had once commanded, and now the jester stood before him, reborn and ready to serve the fallen angel's whims. The room crackled with an unseen energy, a palpable sense of darkness that permeated the very air. The Morningstar, the majestic fallen angel of pride, was once again plotting something diabolical to assert his dominance and consequences of his actions would soon ripple through the mortal realm and beyond.

Angel said that Mommy went to Mansion Coffee, so he headed over. Angel walked out of the office, as she was too bored. Mandy was not around--she was outstation--leaving Shaun and the others in the office. Shaun, who was sitting nearest to the door, immediately noticed adorable Angel at the entrance. She was curiously looking around. Angel wore a white T-shirt with a cute piggy print and denim overalls which made her skin extra rosy. She had the same thick eyebrows as the chairman, as well a sharp nose and long lashes. Her facial features shared an almost 60 to 70 percent similarity with the chairman.