Night Angel Nemesis Novels & Stories

Lady Nerida hurriedly spoke, “Before we left her, I used my blood to write a name on her forehead. Her name is Lena, my only daughter. I never gave birth afterward.” Sir Smith and I exchanged eye contact, and I sighed inwardly. “Lady Nerida, what sign brought you here?” “In our tribe, each individual awakens their wolf side at the age of ten, but as a rare species, a prophecy had arrived before I even gave birth to her that she would be different and would awaken her wolf side earlier. Moreover, it will be more painful. Whenever one of our people awakens, there's an instinctive signal that is sent to the rest of us. The person might not even know it, but the rest of us would.” Sir Malik repl

“We’ll call her Lilith, belonging to the night.” They had two months of happiness while Arden’s advisors grew increasingly suspicious about why their Alpha kept disappearing. Then a seer had a vision during court and everything fell apart. “A child born of moon and blood will either unite the realms or destroy them,” the seer gasped, her eyes rolled back in her head. “When she comes of age, the ancient enemy will rise, She is salvation or annihilation. There is no middle ground.”

"You don't know what the fuck you're talking about." "Oh, but I do," she shot back, her dark brown eyes firing straight daggers as she faced me head-on. She wasn't the least bit afraid of my anger, clearly aware that the real monster lived back at the house, and not in this driver's seat. "Know what you talked about for two weeks straight the first time you played against the Ice Reapers? Hunter Beaumont. You claimed to hate his smugness and attitude, but your eyes, they were alive, Tristan. ALIVE. Do you know how much it hurts living with a literal robot of an older brother for years, and then one day he gets back from a game he lost and his eyes are no longer blank walls, but hold actual f

Alpha Jones smiled subtly. "I think you need to wake up from your daydream. We have lost. Nolan has won. The Nemesis has caught up with us" David stressed out. "We are the Nemesis" Alpha Jones pointed out. "The Nemesis does not sit in the cell of his own Manor with his beta" he retorted. "Do you hear that?" he held one of his ears for attentiveness. "What?" Alpha Jones also paid attention. There were sounds of footsteps all over the Manor. "They have returned from evacuation to a new Alpha" David related.

I tense as Angel disentangles herself from me and steps up to her impostor. “I am the Luna, the Beast, the Queen of the Dead, and most importantly – I. Am. Leo’s. Mate.” She seethes in the bitch’s face before unsheathing her sword and cutting off her head with one swift move. What the hell? “Was she bad?” Hunter asks from the porch. He saw that! “She was trying to steal your daddy, baby. Grey, can you take care of it, please?” Angel is not at all concerned about him seeing her decapitating someone.

She wraps her arm around Mikhail’s forearm. Michael smiles at the young mates, “It’s beautiful to see so many mated couples. In our time, it was a rare thing. Lana was the first and only archangel. Most rare females are Seraphims or half-bloods.” Nevaeh’s smile widens. “Weirdly enough, neither of you have called me a Nephilim like everyone else.” Michael nods, “Though we are fallen, we can sense most angelic bloodlines. Your lineage is quite strong. Your father must be an ancient Seraphim.”

Nyx fainted, falling onto Elly. "Well, that happened." Len was growing more irritated with this by the minute. "Ostende te, tu ignavus!" He turned to Delirus and Erys. "Guard the Goddess!" They stood by her, ready to attack. The angel laughed and blew his whistle again. This time Delirus doubled over. "Looks like there's another dog here. Foeda daemon purgamentum!" Erys turned to Len. "Can I attack yet?" "Not yet," Len was watching the angel fly around, getting his description. "Orange wings, dark hair, gray mask and a rat tail." He swore under his breath as the angel flew too fast and disappeared.

I dropped my gaze to her cloven feet but couldn’t help noticing her curvaceous figure along the way. My mouth fell open. Was she seriously trying to seduce Azriel? “You’ve made your feelings perfectly clear,” the angel said, his voice breathy and sounding like he really wanted Namara to make him change his mind. “Now, show me the missing wolf shifters, or the consequences will be unpleasant.” For the next few heartbeats, they didn’t speak. I glanced up to find them gazed into each other’s eyes, breathing hard. My throat tightened. This demoness was utterly shameless, and Azriel was pathetic to fall for such a basic trick.

Carlton reached above the bar in some cabinets to grab 8 glasses. “Why do you think I won’t like it?” The curiosity in Nick’s voice was easily heard. Ansel smiled at him. “Because of what the Silverclaw bond does to its recipient.” Nick’s brows furrowed in confusion. “Angel was the first one to experience it, her and Samantha both were…surprised about what happened, to say the least.” Vienna added. “But that aspect fades after the first week.” “What fades?” “The desire to be with your maker, and her desire for you.” Carlton answered seriously.

"What I did to you in school all year — you thought that was bad?" "It was bad." "No." His voice dropped. "No, that was child's play compared to what you just put me through in twenty-four hours." A beat. "You're an evil genius." "You created me," I said. "You told me to bring it on." "I did." He nodded slowly. "I did say that." He dropped his hand from the wall and took a small step back. "Which is why I'm not here to fight." I waited. "I will never — and I mean never — accept you as my nanny," he said. "That is not changing. But I want to make a deal."