Quiet Place Death Angels Novels & Stories

Out loud, I just nodded. “Well,” I said calmly, “good luck with that.” She gave me a tired smile. “Thanks for the support.” “Don’t get used to it.” I slipped out before she could ask anything else. Dirty Angels was already alive when I arrived. Music thumped through the walls, lights pulsed across the crowd, and the usual collection of beautiful people had gathered to drink, flirt, and pretend the rest of the world didn’t exist. The whole glamorous circus was out to play.

where many people die I am the one who makes sure that none of the souls get lost and they all go where they are supposed to like heaven, if they have been good or hell for punishment, if they have been bad, Raziel added from the side yah enough you brat Raphael snapped at him in annoyance smacking him upside the back of his head but he only snickered ducking to avoid Raphaels hand uh it's nice to meet you too she replied still in shock bowing her head the male angel had chestnut-colored hair with an undercut he was handsome and Asian with slanted cat-like dark eyes that glittered coldly with purple sparks around the irises his eyes were beautiful and frightening at the same time she suddenl

The heroes are left to discuss their hangout and how to defeat Devoe. Mrs. Angelina was driving home. It was dark already but the moon was gleaming from above. She was listening to Angel by Westlife. She increased the volume of the stereo while she sang along. "Spend all your time Waiting for that Second chance For a break that Would make it okay There's always one reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at At the end of the day I need some distraction Oh beautiful release Memory seeps From my veins Let me be empty And weightless and maybe

With the drawing out of his last breath, Angelo’s life scene- that was being on a replay slowly started to fade. The crowd of people- that was around Angelo was; long gone, and the noisy background was changed- into that of; pure tranquility. Also, the scene- wherein Angelo was; lying in his pool of; blood had changed into that- of pure whiteness. That even a spot of blood was; nowhere to; be seen.

It was I who accompanied the angel of death on his quest to bring down those who were first and elevate those who were last# #I am Neves#

he says still in a warm tone, but the disgust and annoyance in his eyes was still there, making the stranger standing there alone and posing like he was the most powerful creature living in the entire galaxy gain an interest towards Angelo. “Quio(Keyu) belongs to the zerg rage, owner of this puppet. Then introduce yourself” he introduces himself and his relationship with Teo before asking Angelo who he is. Angelo gentle smile turned into a cocky grin, he says pointing to himself, “Me? I am your death” and with that no one knows except the four on the scene, how this day ends.

He said as he pushed my head into the coffin. It felt as though I was staring eye to eye with my end. Without great effort, he reclined me inside. I was shaking like a leaf in the strong breeze. Ace closed the lowermost lid of the coffin and all that could feel the outside air was my head, accommodating a mouth totally lost for words. Ace drew his pants and sat over me, on top of the lid he just closed. “Nobody has ever dared to cross me, Angel. I don't know know what you and Luis eat that gives you such guts!” He paused to glance at my pale face, his eyebrow arched.

he says and finally I could move, I sat up, but I wasn't in my body, it felt more like I'm a ghost or maybe I'm just dead. "Andy" I call but he was laying next to me not answering, next I was now looking for daddy and Keiran but couldn't find them, all the people around us, they all looked like they couldn't see me. "No one can see us, just me" the new guy says, I looked at him, really looked at him, he had wings, big white wings, unlike the ones Keiran has. "Who are you?" I ask him. "I'm Azrael, the angel of death," he says, he's the last angel I'd want to meet or see, but he's here now to take us.

I swiftly grabbed my silver knives from my boots and dug it into his back , slicing through his skin and pulling it out swiftly and he fell to his knees ‘’You think a little bit of wolves bane and silver will end me , I’m an original wolf you bitch ‘’ Rox cursed out as he struggled to get up with the help of the table in the office I chuckled and punched him in the face saying ‘’ believe me you’d wish it was the wolves bane and silver that killed you ‘’ With that I grabbed his hair and dragged him out to the balcony ‘’Who are you .... what are you ? I can’t even catch your scent. You don’t even have an aura ‘’ Rox asked trying his best to stay on his feet I laughed reaching for the syringe i

Her son peeks around a curtain, bewildered. Outside, under the flashing lights, Richard shoves one last look at Chloe, a look that promises it isn’t over. The words sound small and brittle in the air, but they thrum under Chloe’s skin like a promised storm. Angela leans into Chloe in the doorway. Her body trembles, but her eyes are clear. “We did it,” she whispers. “We left the ghosts behind.”