Rage Of Angels By Sidney Sheldon Novels & Stories

Then suddenly, rage ignited in me, and I slammed my foot down on the phone. Again and again, like a trapped beast, I roared, “Shut up! Shut up!” Everyone around me fell silent as they watched me lose my cool. Sophia wanted to step forward to comfort me, but she didn’t dare get close. Just like that, the wedding reception fell apart, and the guests practically fled the scene. I returned to the estate with a grim expression and summoned Leonardo to my study. “I want everyone assembled,” I ordered. “We’re wiping out the Falconi family. I want blood for Rachel.”

Please leave" angel said and tried to lose my grip on that b**** neck. "No angel, leave me. She has to die today. How dare she insults you in front of my eyes? No one will insult my wife! Understand? You are my angel!" I shouted and increased pressure on that b**** neck. Her eyes rolled back due to lack of breath. "Akash if you don't leave Sanaya, then I will kill myself !!" Angel shouted. Her words got my attention, and I immediately left that b****. She collapsed on the floor and coughing vigorously trying to get some air.

Chapter 34 Angelo ears buzz, his sloppy mind went into a daze state but it didn't even take into a full seconds for him to be woken up again by Hades second angry roar that for some unknown reasons Angelo find the tone Hades used has a little bit of jealousy on it, of course that can only be his illusion because he thought that there's no way that an indifferent man like Hades would get jealous on him and it's even more impossible that 'Hades' would get jealous over Angelo when he showed such an obvious disgust of men liking men these past few days. Angelo leaned his back comfortably at the bed frame, he reached out for the bottle nearby and gulped down the water to moisturize his throat tha

"P...please Angel drop the gun...shooting me won't...won't give you anything"Sia said while shaking her head hoping Angel would stop his advance and leave in peace. However, the expression on his face was murderous, he had his gun pointed at her "I've always hated you...do you know why...because you ruined my plans...if you didn't follow me that night"he said with bitterness as he took small predatory steps towards Sia who was backing away slowly, it was scary seeing how crazy angel looked. He wasn't in his right senses, and hence he could do anything without thinking twice "if you didn't poke your silly nose in my affairs then...you wouldn't be here with me pointing a gun at you...you littl

Azrael cried out, his climax coming rapidly as Azazel pounded into him relentlessly. "Cum, Azrael!" He cried out in pleasure. "Do not hold back! Let loose! Take everything I am offering you, and give back everything I am asking for!" He kissed Azrael hungrily, his hands moving over his body, exploring every inch of his angelic form, with a possessiveness that made him shudder with desire. Azazel's fingers played with his nipples, pinching lightly before sliding back into the crevice of the angel's buttocks, pressing him firmly against his massive grit.

Ara was sure that he had already provoked the ire of the creator by tattooing such evil symbols on his body. He was going to hell, she was dead sure about it. But also, he was looking after an angel, Angela. Perhaps, God will give him some concessions. He was a tough-looking man. And Freya once had told her that most tough-looking people tend to have a soft heart. Maybe he also has a soft heart, she thought to herself.

"So this is what it comes to, the demon versus the angel!" Raphael observed every sound he heard, from the flames and crunch of the burning leaves to the words the demon said. Suddenly the burning fire went off till a specified radius. Azazel smiled and ran towards the angel who he thought was absent minded. As Azazel ran, few metres before the angel, Raphael raised two fingers of his right hand, his index and the middle finger and his thumb laid inside the flesh of his palm. Suddenly all movements and gestures Azazel performed stopped. The suit attire the angel wore off like ashes and his normal white attire with gold linen replenished. Raphael opened up his eyes and all that was seen was p

Snarls, the crash of bodies, furious growls, cries of pain. The Angel’s head snapped up, his facade finally cracking. His eyes went wide for a split second before they hardened. Surprise, then sharp understanding flashed across his face in quick succession. “He’s here,” I said, unable to keep the hope from my voice. The Angel’s eyes met mine. For a second, I saw pure, icy anger. Then it was gone, replaced by cold calculation. “Oh really?” He drawled. I barely had time to dodge, when he lunged. “I'm leaving with you!” He snarled.

he scolded him in a soft voice, but hard eyes, which only made the addressee pale even more. "But sir, I would never ...", the young man began to defend himself, but fell silent when the blood-red gaze of Azrael touched him again. "Stand aside, unworthy one." The supposed angel sank deeply into his spirit and felt the all-pervading life energy that flowed through everything - including him. He breathed in and out deeply. Resolutely, he grabbed it and directed it to the gap between the door and the frame. He hit exactly.

His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.