Morningstar Angel Novels & Stories

He then sighed and said, “Jens, he told me that Angel will bring endless disaster to the Ares family if she stays with us.” Jens asked in an emotional tone, “Do you think the Ares family is afraid of trouble?” Baby Robbie shook his head and told him another fact, “Savannah told us that Angel is a Scorpio Lone Star when she read her fate some time ago. Angel’s family is destined to be doomed.” Jenson’s handsome face instantly froze. If Angel was really the incarnation of the Scorpio Lone Star, that mysterious man’s actions might not be imbued with evil intentions. “What else did he say?” Jens asked.

Angel The heat outside was thick. I pushed through the glass doors of Stellar Media, and the sudden blast of cold air made me shiver. I stood in the quiet lobby, my fingers tracing the edge of my folder. Politeness opens doors that anger shuts. My father’s words echoed in my mind, his voice sounding thin and tired, just like it had on the phone earlier this morning. Don't let your words become a blade today, Angel. Secure this job. For both of us.

I muttered under my breath, groaning as the morning sun made my headache flare up again. Bela had helped me organize the party, making sure none of the humans invited would see anything out of the ordinary arriving at The Farm, the hidden Angel community in Northern America. For once in my life, I wanted to feel human, not being an under-age Angel with my abilities restricted by over-anxious parents. Restrictions that had automatically lifted the moment I turned legally an adult. First thing, I had stopped my Angel energies from purging any kind of drug immediately from my system. Then, I had gotten royally drunk. Now, a feeling of dread and anxiety had ripped me out of my haze. Something fe

hidden in their shadows. Angel walked forward, her heels clicking sharply against the cobblestones, entirely out of place in the rugged winter courtyard. Her eyes swept over the kneeling Elder Thomas, the disheveled Valerie, and finally landed on Draven’s bare, scarred chest. A sudden flash of greedy regret crossed her face when she realized the "monstrous" Alpha she had rejected was a magnificent, powerful god. "Well, well," Angel purred, her voice carrying a high-pitched, haughty velvet tone. "I come to check on the family arrangement, and I find my little stepsister completely failing to keep her husband's bed warm."

" Not that I don't like the way you admire the world. My archangel turned slowly, opening a wide smile. He looked beautiful at night, when the brightness of the stars made him paler, and the darkness clashed with the light emitted by his blue-violet eyes. But during the day, with the sun bathing his image, Miguel looked even more beautiful. Blonde-white hair did not reflect sunlight, nor did they change from that tasteless color. The sunlight, whether at dawn or dusk, enveloped him as if he were opening up for Miguel to pass. The whole world recognized that he was a creature above all. In fact, an angel. I didn't notice that I was smiling at him until my cheeks hurt. And I didn't even notice

“No. I remember hearing a noise and woke up.” “Where are your parents? You were alone.” “It was date night. I was supposed to be with someone.” “Who?” “I don’t know. They never came.” The doctor looked at the nurse. Their subtle gaze held a conversation all on its own. She proceed to tell them her name was Akaisha Morningstar; she was seven years old. Her parents were Galena and Marshall Morningstar. She continued to tell them her address and birthday. The person in the helmet never moved, only listened intently to her. Everything they had already learned about her was being confirmed by the little girl. The parents were out of the picture permanently, but she didn’t know that and will never

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

But I shook my head, a slight smirk playing on my lips as I took in the sight of the innocent angel who dared to venture into my forbidden domain. I took a step closer, now just inches away from her. “This room is off-limits to workers and non-members, especially angels like you.” As Summer tried to back away, I moved closer, trapping her between myself and the stairwell. Her chest rose and fell. I could smell her berry scent. The tension between us crackled in the air, charged with a dangerous energy.

Damien's POV Staring at the text message I had written out and was considering sending, I decided I sounded desperate. Red was an angel; that, I was certain of it. I could sense her purity and divine power, even if it was mingled with an otherworldly malice that I didn't even know existed. With a throaty groan, I threw my phone on the bed, just like I had the last four times I had wanted to text Abigail.

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.