Nama Nama Fallen Angel Novels & Stories

Selena Lethal I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw him, all this while, I thought Angel Roswell was at least 40 years and above, but the man who had come to me looked nothing short of 27 summers. The voice messages did no justice to his voice, though I was able to recognize it. He looked very young and extremely handsome, his name did justice to his physical looks, but his inner look, his name did no justice at all, he is supposed to be named Satan and not Angel, because that is what he is, a demon. Angel Roswell is the head of the Italian mafia bujambo, he is dangerous and ruthless, I can never imagine myself with him.

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

But before she could voice her protest, Queen Marasela continued, her tone unyielding, impossible to argue with. “A stronger and wiser angel, Jessa,” the Queen added, her voice filled with an authority that brooked no argument. The finality in her words made it clear that this was not a choice—it was the only option. “She needs to be immortal to match the power and abilities of an evil servant of darkness like Victoria.”

I looked at him and those fallen beads with a constant stare, trying to figure out, is it even possible for angels wanted to destroy this planet. He snapped at me; that shook me out from my foggy thought zone. "Do you want to know the names of the angels?" he repeats his question. "Yes," I answered, "The first one was the strongest of all, Yaahadana, He called to be vigorous; flight with the metal wings. His strength was unmatchable. But he has a soft heart. The second one was Naksh; The moon lover, an immortal shapeshifter; notorious one. The third one, Zayaan; definition of beauty and intelligence, he was called the protector.

Amy looked at me and told, "Sam will be your guide and mentor till you become the full angel and get used to Angelina." Amy really has the commanding position in Angelina and she is really a wise princess.I can say that. However, what does she meant by "full angel"? I had a confused expression on my face. Amy sensed my confusion and replied: "When any human dies, god evaluates the person's sins and then send angels or demons to take the person. If the person is sinner then the demon take them in Demonalia Den and the person's soul becomes Demon by going through few tests and if the person is pure heart angel bring their soul to Angelina and the soul has to go through some test in order to be

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

The woman slowly tried to support Eren and leaned him on the couch. "Let's drink..." said the woman with full of tenderness. "Glek gleck gleck..." Eren drank so fast. The thirst in his body was already at its maximum. "Are you feeling better?" asked the woman while looking at Eren's face. "Yes I have. Thank you. Excuse me, may I know your name?” asked Eren with a pale face. "My name is Jessica and this is my son Ben," the woman introduced herself. "Sorry, I have another question. Where am I currently? As I recall, I was walking in the middle of a very hot desert,” said Eren who still looked weak.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

"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.