Novel & Cerita Requiem For Angels

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

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

but rithik is completely not in his senses to listen to her she was hitting the door though her hands started to bleed she is crying and screaming "why God what I did to get hurt this badly why I loved a person and that person is misunderstanding me what I should do" four people heartbreaks will they get healed or remains broken....... from the sky good angel is weeping continuously evil angel : stop crying you fool good angel : you don't have a heart so what you dont feel anything evil angel : you have a heart right so what crying like a fool good angel : its hurting to see them broken evil angel : let's see what happens next

Shirley went on home. Azriel didn’t miss the flight… She actually took it, saw Shirley at the airport and avoided her. She had her reasons though. She had found the identity of the angel of death, and that saddened her. Professor Wake texted her the name of the Lineage of Rebekah, who readily handed her descendants to the angel of death to avenge herself. In every generation of Rebekah’s descendants, one girl is choses by the angel of death has his vessel to carry out Rebekah’s Will. The vessel gets abilities, and white hair as a result and employs the name “Angelus Mortis” which translates from latin to English as the Angel of Death. Hence, Shirley Angelus Mortis. Azriel had decided to app

Angel Michael assembles his Angels to fight, as a cherub I'm not allowed to fight because I'm 50 years only Angel above 100 are allowed to fight but I'm permitted to watch, and since I'm gifted by the Father with the spirit of healing, I can heal any angel who gets injured, Angel can be wounded and they die but when they die their soul will go back to the Father for reincarnation but without death, Angels can live forever without getting old, I'm 50 years but in the human world I will look 17, a thousand-year angel can look 25 in human age and be like that for as long as he lives, unlike what humans think Angels can't see the Father, we only feel his presence and he speaks to us. Angel Micha

Angel adjusted the box she was holding under one arm and placed her free hand on her hip, looking at him with disgust for a moment before her face began to fall. “Don’t bother making promises you can’t keep and besides, it’s too late anyway.” The sadness in her voice might have been enough to tell Layon how she felt but it was in that moment that he saw a flash of memory in his mind’s eye, a woman who looked much like Angel but slightly older, a woman who was no longer around. The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack.

“But unfortunately, you’re too late, Arsen." The next moment, her slender hand plunged the knife forcefully into Claire’s heart. “NO! CLAIRE!” Arsen screamed frantically and immediately shoved Rose’s body into the wall. Arsen immediately cradled Claire’s head and screamed in panic. He even began to cry when he saw that the girl he loved was no longer breathing. He had never cried like this in his entire life, not even at his mother’s death. He only now realized how foolish he had been to realize his true feelings so late. Now it was too late. Claire was already dead, her chest soaked in blood. He kissed her eyes over and over, hoping she would open them.

There were gasp and murmurs around the crowd. “How the fuck is she here?” Leo asked in low tone but it wasn’t anything calm the way he said. Anyone can detect the rage in it. He wants to destroy this place where his angel was treated nothing more than an object. His pure angel. And now, his fallen angel from heaven and landed in this inhuman hell. Seeing her in such condition makes him want to slit the throats of every motherfucker who brought her and bath in their blood. “Come on Leo. The way every slave is brought here. She came into this place in the same way. And if you intend to take her after being sold then I don’t think it will be a right decision. Don’t break the rules. “

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”