Mystreet: When Angels Fall Novels & Stories

I yelled it as I stood from the booth, grabbing Steve’s arm, and Michael appeared on cue. A vibrating hum filled the air around us. Cups and plates started chattering, and the dusty plants on wooden shelves began swaying. Even the wide glass smoke-filmed window looked out of sync with the world, almost bowing in and out like breathing. Then, they were there, through the glass. Three of them standing in the street. No mistake, Arch Angels. The power around them reached out like tentacles, feeling everything.

Amy faced towards me and said "Down the staircase is the common hall. This is known as a common assembly room. You will find all angels assemble here for celebrations on events, group chats, discussion of common issues. We came downstairs and I can see there is a large strong wooden door in the middle of the hall painted in the color of chestnut brown. The door was open and I can see the same fountain which I saw from my window. Amy: "Hi my sweet Angels. Hope you have a good sleep. We have a new friend added to our family. Her name is Casie. She came here last night and will be staying with us." All angels waved at me and gave welcoming smile. I smiled back and waved them.

Her mind raced with thoughts of claiming her rightful place at the helm of Grandpa Henry's company, ousting Catherine and her spoiled children from the Winston estate. As she navigated through the streets, Emilia's excitement grew. She was so close to achieving her goal. But, as she approached the intersection, the traffic light turned red, forcing her to halt. She drummed her fingers impatiently on the steering wheel, waiting for the light to change. In an instant, a truck barreled from the side, its tires screeching as it swept Emilia's car off the road. The Lamborghini tumbled, metal crunching, glass shattering. Emilia's world became a blur of chaos and pain.

The tension between him and Riya was palpable and the tension in the room was so thick it could be cut by a butter knife. When they were out of sight, she stole to where the babies are knelt beside them, cooing like a dove. “You guys take care of yourself, I’m sticking with these angels, and yes, they are sleeping in my bed tonight.” Georgia raised up an eyebrow, “Trust me, you don’t want do that. Especially when there is a life sized Annabelle doll in the mix.” Riya looked at her in confusion, “what do you mean?” “The female,” Anna responded, forking the last bite of pancakes down her throat, “she packs a punch.”

The place was illuminated with a soft, radiant light, creating an almost surreal atmosphere. Surrounding the waterfall, a multitude of angels with various hair colors could be seen. They flew gracefully in the air, their movements harmonious and filled with grace. Some perched on rocks and branches near the water's edge, while others dived playfully into the pool, creating ripples of light and reflections that danced on the surface. Khione turned to her daughter with a gentle smile as they beheld this wondrous place. "This... is the ancestral plane of angels." Kaerlia's eyes widened in awe as she gazed upon the countless angels inhabiting this celestial haven, each one radiant and unique. Sh

Pulling over to the side of the road, he gazed at the quaint town below, steeling himself for the confrontation that lay ahead. Night had fallen by the time Alex arrived at the outskirts of the coastal town. The quiet streets were dimly lit, casting eerie shadows that seemed to dance in the moonlight. He parked his car a few blocks away from the center, not wanting to draw attention. He crept through the deserted alleys, the air thick with a sense of foreboding. The investigator had provided him with a specific address where Angel was rumored to be hiding—a rundown house on the outskirts of town.

Just like how the angel Michael was the battle angel, destroying the demons while being good and pure. Maybe I'll call him Michael, it'll be my own secret name for him. I doubt we would meet again; just like Mabel said, he probably ended up in M&T's by accident, but I knew it'd take a while for his memory to leave my mind. If only... Nah, there's no way.

Xenon agreed when Miya asked for leave to meet Sally at the French Café as Streep Crystal was an important client. While Miya was walking down the road to the café, a car pulled over. Someone opened the window and waved at her. Miya turned to see the familiar young charming face. "Chris?" "You look very surprised. Have you forgotten me already?" Chris teased. "Of course not. You saved my life. How can I ever forget you? What a surprise to see you here!" "I'm still new to City X. Just having a ride to get to know the city." "I see. Oh, by the way, can you please tell me which hospital Angela is at? I'd love to visit her. I wonder how she's recovering."

Angel sighed before he glance at Mira who gave her a reassuring smile. "Dealing with the aftermath of a fallen rogue can be a challenging task for their partner. Even if their mate has accepted them despite their past, it doesn't guarantee a smooth journey ahead. The struggle lies in the fallen rogue's inability to come to terms with their past behavior. Only when they accept their past can their partner help them overcome it." Frizabelle elaborated on this, but Angel and Isabelle found it difficult to fully understand.

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***