Percy Jackson Fanfiction Chaos Angel Novels & Stories

he said playing with his fan. ___________________________________________ Angel sat on the queen size bed in her "new room". It had white walls and a small window near the ceiling with bars on it. There was a bathroom, with no window just a tiny vent. Angel sighed to herself there was no way to escape. Suddenly her door opened to reveal an angry Alec. "What do you want" Angel said sacred. She didn't fail to notice how angry he was that she was brought here. "I'm here to get entertained and to have my revenge." He said sadistically as he approached her.

She gripped the glass tighter, tears suddenly stream down her eyes, she was worried, yet couldn’t move any step towards him. The moment she saw him turning his face to Pocco and ready to suck his blood, she whispered, “Please, don’t, please, Blake... I know you’re a good person, please prove to me I’m not wrong. That I’m right in choosing you over my duty as an Angel.” She knew that he was not able to hear it, but she didn’t whisper it for him to hear her beg, but it was from her mind that came out to her mouth.

he whispered huskily. He ran a hand along my jawline and I hissed in pain retracting from his hand. He frowned at me before he raised a hand and slapped me across the face. "For an angel, you sure are weak and pathetic. No wonder your own mate doesn't want anything to do with you. I don't even know why the guy that paid us wants you in the first place" he spat at me and walked out of the room. "You're lucky he wants you untouched and alive" one of the other men in the room mumbled.

"The temple can't do anything to me. The mistake it did was let my mother touch me. I thought you said the temple knows all." "What are you talking about?" she asked. "I'm taking about the Raven Warlocks." "Agatha!" her voice was whisper but threatening nonetheless, "Don't go down this road." She shook her head. "Wait," I look at her carefully, "You-" "Ango," she grips at me, " Reversio." I go on my knees, "Somnio."

The drunk seemed to think about that for a moment before turning to the door and letting Chang lead him out. I heaved a sigh of relief but as I was about to sit, I noticed Dora whispering to Angel. The moment our eyes met, Angel got a mischievous smile on her face. “What?” I mindlinked her. Angel’s laugh made it through the link. “Dora’s asking me what kind of weird sex tastes you have. Since she’s being called a sex slave, she thinks you’re a sadist or a masochist.” “And what did you tell her?”

But then, one might wonder if anyone on Earth has everything under control. You must be wondering why this writer has chosen to sound so lame, but fear not, for Angel's tale is not done yet. No one's story is ever truly done, but right now, we will leave Angel to talk about someone else, for while Angel was busy preparing her revenge on her ex-husband and twin sister, this pure soul was waiting for the love of her life to fall right through the sky and into her arms. And don't you worry, for I will be the one to tell you about this girl, the girl named Fiona.

Then we show them, she said, stepping forward, the shades tightening their circle, their chant deafening, the crystal cracking, not breaking but opening, light spilling, chaos leaking, the Veil trembling. But the hum shifted, sharper, colder, and the cavern shook, the shadows surging, not shades but hers, the shadow’s, her black eyes gleaming, her smile cruel, stepping from the crystal, not alone but with her, the void, her white eyes empty, her shadows bleeding, their voices, my voice, a chorus, lock, spark, flame, void, whole at last. The bond fractured, pain blinding, Lucian’s voice, "Angel, hold on," raw, his hand slipping, the shades lunging, not for us but the crystal, their chant a sc

Angelica simply couldn't believe that all these changes would happen, but she was so happy that they could. Hyperion stood up and then pulled the girl into a hug, letting his aura become soft and warm, and I saw Angelica start to cry even more, holding onto Hyperion's clothes as if her life depended on it. I would certainly have a similar reaction if someone took Achilles or Perseus away from me, despite this short time, I simply can't live without them anymore, even with everything that's happening, nothing is the same anymore. The love I feel for them cannot be denied.

He asked me while brushing his knuckles on my cheek. "I was wrong about you all. Angels are monsters. You will do exactly what your brothers and sisters did to the other Spirituals. They raped those creatures for their pleasure and left them with the hybrid children. You are a monster. You Angels were the reason behind the chaos. Not the Spirituals or their hybrid children." I yelled at him angrily. I knew it would anger him. And anger can make anyone make mistakes. I was waiting for him to make a mistake. I knew ways to slip into other realms. I just needed to free myself from his hold. But his hold was firm and I couldn't even move. For the first time in my life, I felt so helpless. I was