Night Angel Trilogy Kindle Novels & Stories

A silence would form, with only rain to fill the void, but my reins were not under control. — Your house has almost no windows... Are you a vampire? — I whispered. — I don't think so, Angel. He looked at me lying on the bed, covered by his sheets and dressed in his clothes. He didn't seem to mind. — I like it when you call me Angel... In his voice it seems to sound more...—I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and losing myself in my reasoning. — I don't know...

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.

Pulling the book out of its place, I relaxed on my bed and opened to where I had stopped reading. 'The prophecy that was told by Hebron stated that an Angel of Light will fall in love with a Dark Angel. They would be the first angels to feel extreme emotions and they would be the first angels to act on it. Those two angels would give up everything they've ever known to be with one another. In time they would bear a child, a son, that unlike ordinary angels would be a vessel that could wield forces of light and dark thus making him the strongest being to exist in the three realms.

(completed) Trios Legacy Series: This is a series about the children of the trios from the Trios of Mates series. The first three books are completed and the fourth book, Tag, just started. i Story: Heartless Angels: Werewolf story about Oakley, a descendant of the Moon Goddess, who was rejected and abused by her original mate, her family, and her pack and her journey to find out who and what she really is. Graphic violence and, you guessed it, smut. (completed). The second book in this series, Heartless Warriors, is set to go live the first week of June 2024.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

Both of them were pacing out as if they were in trauma. Pocco and Sheira heard what happened tomorrow after and they hurriedly visited them in the hospital but they were not speaking, they were both silent and still looked like in trauma. They didn't want to speak with anyone yet. So they remained silent as they were enduring the pain of losing Zanea and Blake. "Evangeline," Pocco whispered when he saw her, looking exhausted and was suffering in total misery. ***** "Archangel, the grim reaper said they will collect Zanea's soul, and the vampire is dead," a grim reaper reported.

❞ he said it with a laugh, but it was still obvious that he was hurt by his situation. ❝Did you dream? We're not in an erotic romance that you're reading, that you sleep with a stranger and wake up and don't remember anything happened.❞ he said firmly, as if he were pissed off at her. Wait! What? Erotic romance—how did he know I read erotic romance novels? Angel secretly buys erotic romance novels, and she also secretly reads them; she only reads them when she has nothing to do and every night to help her sleep. Angel was reading it inside the room, and even her dead twin didn't know it either.

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.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

"She cursed my daughter. Made her age into adulthood in three days. Bound her with a demon contract. And we need your help to break it." Nyx's expression darkens. "Lilith. That bitch." She looks at the man beside her. "What do you think, Azrael? Can we break her hold?" Azrael. The Angel of Death. I know him from legends. He studies us. Then nods slowly. "Maybe. But it will cost you." "Anything," I say. "Name your price." "Not money. Not power." His burning eyes fix on me. "A trade. A life for a life."