روايات وقصص ضمن Night Angel Series By Brent Weeks

He’s the only one who flashes a smile but Azrael gave him a glare. The last boy was Radeuriel, has clean fringed-up chestnut brown hair and is the tallest and leanest. His ocean blue eyes fits with his long and narrow nose and thin lips that smiles eerily for Azrael. For an Angel, he has a piercing on his left eyebrow and lower lip. They were the Angel of Wrath, Mercy, the Earth, Command and the Archives, respectively. “Give this up. You know it won’t work.” Yerachmiel said, his voice is set as a quiver.

his uncle says and Nicholas stands with his back to him and smiles. "We'll see about that," he said and left the room. Angel in the room is still Tied up in a chair trying to take a little nap but unable to. Her eyes close but she was cant fall asleep. The chair was not comfortable at all. And her neck started to hurt. She forced her head up and opened her eyes. Looking around she saw the guards dozing on their comfortable chairs. Angel knew this was the right time to try to escape. She tried to move her hands and loosen the tie. She tries hard to take the tie off her hand as she continues to look at the guards, hoping they don't hear or see what she's doing. The straw rope was tied tightly

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

I stop at the entrance of the room and see her pacing holding her head, tears pouring down her face. Her thoughts are a jumbled mess as I attempt to sift through them. Images of Cyrus with one of the she-wolves, Primly laughing. The worst of all is her picturing Cyrus mark someone else. I can feel her heart break slightly. Then she whips around and slams her fist down, and a scream escapes her that rattles the territory. The bed is instantly engulfed in flames, but that’s not what catches my attention. Andricia's skin is glowing, and two giant white wings now hang off her back. They are completely extended until suddenly she falls limp, and they disappear back into her back. Her skin was no

“You are right in that part but why can’t he show with actions? why does he always gives me hope and then destroys it all over again? “Don’t be sad. We will be fine. we will always be because we are one of the strongest women alive. ” Caroline hugged her tight as she whispered in her ears sweet nothings . Angel was so happy in the morning and it really broke her heart what Wesley has turned her in to. Angel finally fell asleep in her arms. She tucked her in bed and went back to clean the house. It was what she could think of doing to forget the sorry excuse of her life. Quickly, the days passed and it was on Tuesday.

Probably about our financial needs or about the haunted shits that's happening to me. The laces from my off-shoulder long flared sleeve black dress befriended the tall grasses. I was still with my favourite biker boots as I paced the path to Briar's location. I was expecting a priest, a witch doctor, or a business tycoon who'd introduce themselves as our real parents and we're the lost heir of their craps, but imagine my surprise upon seeing the creepy bastard himself. Like what the flying fuck? "What is that one doing here?"

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

“I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.” As soon as he said those words, he vanished. His entire presence simply disappeared before me. I clenched my fists tightly. Then, out of nowhere, my attention snapped toward the window. Luna Ravina had appeared. “Angelicca... Looks like they have to send you off sooner than expected... But I will add something to the punishment... Thank goodness I wasn't late for this..." I didn’t hesitate. I rushed toward her with full force but just as I was about to reach her, a sudden burst of black light exploded from the cr

TURNED BY THE ENEMY PART 2 Angel woke to fire in her veins. The cabin was dark except for moonlight pouring through the open window. Her body burned and sweat slicked her skin. She sat up on the massive bed, gasping, as she looked down and realized she was naked. “What the fuck…” she whispered, clutching the sheets. “Where the fuck am I?” The door slammed open and Seven filled the frame, shirtless. His sweatpants sat low on his hips, exposing perfectly shaped waist bones, golden eyes glowing.