روايات وقصص ضمن Night Angel Series By Brent Weeks

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

There was no Angel anymore: she was used, betrayed, killed. My voice sounded gruff and caused the woman to gasp deeply, “Angel is dead!”

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."

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

Those who were her enemies would know her brothers’ wrath. They were no longer viewing the room belligerently now they were viewing it warily as if taking their cues from Angel’s body language. When Angel straightened so, did they. Angel said evenly “Jackson, Kaleb, this is my father Hunter McDaniel’s.” She waited until they’d greeted her father properly though they seemed stunned to see him, then she turned to Grant and Devon and said, “This is Grant and Devon, Grant is head of my security team, wherever I go he goes, Devon is part of that team.” She let her respect for both men and her father bleed through to her voice. Before she could speak again her cell phone rang, and she excused hers

- I ask Michael POV As we arrive at the club Angel lets us in. He is one of my brother’s most trusted security guard. I’ve known him for years now. He told us that the girls were already inside. “There’s Beth” - Logan says and I nod my head. We walk to the bar and I see a beautiful woman with fiery red hair. She is definitely fire. She is wearing a short back dress and I can feel my pants getting tighter. What the hell? Logan walks to her and hugs her. When she turns around I am met by the most intense grey eyes. She is stunning.

He laughed continuously as he sold more bottles, nothing would make a demon feel more powerful than stepping over an Angel and Liam, when drunk with emotions, made that an easy thing. Liam had accepted his fate, that he would never be able to rise to the pinnacle of power which he once held. Liam Reid, the lost Arch Angel, defeated and humiliated and now laid wasted as the only Angel in this bar full of demons. He slid away slowly into sleep, the laughter, chants and hoots of the demons registered in his brain as the last noise he heard but before he totally passed out, he saw her yet again, he saw her lips part open and he saw her breathe in through those lips and her eyes shot open as his

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

I said with heavy breaths as I pushed myself forward ignoring the rain covering my face and making it impossible for me to see, I didn't know there was a trench somewhere filled with rainwater because immediately I took a step forward. “Ahh!” I fell inside, the water completely covered my body and head. Trying to get to the surface. I couldn't because my leg was stuck somewhere. No matter how much I tried to struggle out, I couldn't. The dirty water was getting into my ears. I couldn't breathe as I sucked in my breath and tried, certainly, to get my wings out. It was the only way to get free. ____ Not far from where Elina was trapped, Angel stood face-to-face with Raphael. Wiping blood from

“No fucking my bestie in my house unless you're my brother.” I look at the other men and pick the one who looks the most like Meyer’s family. I need to get him good graces if that’s the so we can both have her. This way I won’t be injured by the Serpent’s Witch. She is the Viper’s second in command. The only reason I know all of this is I’ve been an officer for Nate’s Club for about seven years now. The Death Angels are partnered with the Seraphim Serpents. We provide added protection to their businesses.