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"Why did you call me that?" Amara asked, still sitting on Damascus's lap. He had called her angel twice and she wondered at its meaning. It was Damascus's turn to look slightly embarrassed. He looked away for a moment at the trees that surrounded them. "After my accident and I found out that you weren’t a Dragon, I thought of you as my wingless angel," he said. His gaze returned to her. Amara smiled at the nickname and decided that she in fact liked it when he called her that. "You don't mind, do you?" Damascus asked and Amara shook her head in answer.

He pulled the trigger and fired another salvo of hot lead at him and the Angel had to duck and evade the bullets, causing some of his feathers to fall like confetti. "Wait! Stop!" cried the Angels. The male one was seething so badly that his hands were shaking. Thrusting a finger at Chu Xun, "Y-you! How dare you! How dare you hurt a member of the Winged race!" "Winged race?" muttered Chu Xun. He peered at Jiang Tao, "I thought they're called Angels?" Jiang Tao scurried forward and said into his ear, "They call themselves the Winged race. But many of the common folk mistook them to be angels from the fables and legends hence the misnomer."

, the Elderly lady gave her a sweet smile that caused her skin to scrunch. "Ammo! Why do you call me Angel?", the little girl asked. "Because you are an Angel. My Angel! Your mother's Angel", the Elderly lady said. "But Angel has white wings and a white gown", the Little girl spoke as she was curious to know about the Angel. "You also have wings but it's not visible for us to see", Elderly Lady who was the little girl's Ammo replied to her. "Huh? Ammo your words confused me because my name is AASHMAAN", the Little girl replied to her maternal grandmother.

I just chuckled at those words, giving Val a perk as I did. “As long as it will be me and you, I have nothing to fear. I’m ready.” I assured her, taking in the greens of her eyes. “Have you thought of a name yet?” She asked, “Yeah,” I nodded, “I like Angel.” “Angel?” Val asked, “My angel… hmm, how about Angelina? Then we call her our Angel, same way we call Miley our princess.” “Not bad,” I mumbled, thinking about it. “Angelina…”

I was barely handling my own. Reaching out once more this time to the seven unbonded angels. They stood in front of the training ground at attention. The first angel was blonde hair falling in waves to her small, slender shoulders. With those big wide enchanting lavender eyes would be so easy to get lost in. She couldn't hide her predatory gaze... Her eyes were such a contradiction to the rest of her more feminine features. A small upturned nose with soft pink plush lips, her lower lip fuller than her top perfect for sucking and biting on. Her petite frame and apple breast. She could easily pass for a sprite if it weren't for her angelic Lavender and grey wings dusted with white angel dust.

I think his name was Theo or something. His hair was wet and he only had a towel wrapped lose on his lower area. He looked very hot and angry. And oh he had some nice abs too. Wait is that some eight packs I see? Holy cow! He has eight packs and some ripped muscles too. As much as I wanted to look away, the drops of water on his chest trailing down to his v-line was calling on to me. Literally.

I wondered if she preferred the heavens and would fight on their side for Abby’s soul to be released to the heavens. I wondered if she thought that Abby’s abilities could somehow free her from her time in the underworld, but looking at her now, I can see that she is trustworthy. The noise of the two Gods fighting was deafening, lightning strikes and flames escaping the ground in defense, both of them had wings so that they could fight in the air; Zeus had angel wings, feathery and white, while Lucifer had the demon wings that resembled that of a bat, the continuous flapping of their wings created more noise as well.

I touched the ground and closed my eyes. **** “Hey! Can we play?!” Angelo greeted the group of young angels that was showcasing their powers at each other. All the kids looked at Angelo and summoned all their weapons. “Demon! You are a demon!” the kids let out angrily and pointed their weapons at Angelo. Angelo stared at the kids in shock, not understanding why they called him a Demon. “Hah?? I’m not a demon!” he denied. “If you’re not a demon, then where are your wings?!” a young boy said.

"Because sometimes angels fall and break their wings." * * *

I was floating in the air with golden angelic wings made of fire spread out and protruding from my back. What the actual fuck?!