Siren Angel Novels & Stories

“I….. I don’t know how to show my gratitude to you two fo…. For giving me this life, a…. and sacrificing your life so that I could live, but the thing that I know very well is…. Is that I am not going to spare any of those evils who are responsible for your deaths. The only mission of my life from now on is ….. is to send those evil creatures to hell, an…. And make this world a better place to live for all the innocent people.” Angel was so overwhelmed with her sorrow that her voice continued raising with every word coming out of her mouth. She wanted to go forward and hugged both Ava and Madeline, but she was afraid. They were still inside that transparent box. Angel understood that their b

Angels with strange wings. If I am not mistaken, they are Angels of satan. The Angels cast into the blazing fires of hell. The sinned one. While I was on a stage in the middle of the arena. My hands and feet were bound. It was as if I had been crucified because of the position of my tie while Eron was in front of me, he's floating in the air with his beautiful black wings staring down at me with his dangerous hazel brown eyes.

Annoyed by the ringing, Xander decided to answer the call and told the caller that Angel had left her phone in their room. "Prince?" Xander muttered as he read the name on the screen. Anger bubbled up in his body. He hurriedly answered the call and cursed at Sebastian with all the dirtiest curses he had ever learned. “You go to hell, you damn bastard. Angel is my secretary. You can't disturb her. Don't ever expect to get her in your bed, bro. She would never walk that way for a second.” “Sorry, isn't this her phone number? Where's Angel?”

I caught her elbow, steadying her with a grip that looked gentle but held iron. The crowd registered the contrast - the regal witch and the clumsy angel - and the whispers shifted, deepened, layered with new speculation. "Who's the girl with her?" "Seraphina Dove Angelis - the chubby little angel from Hauntspire High. They said she was a nobody." "Nothing stands beside something now." "Did you see Selene's face?" "I saw. The saintess isn't praying now." We mounted the grand stairs. The bells began to toll - deep, resonant, a proclamation that shook the floating island's foundations. Students parted before us, some murmuring prayers, others simply staring with the blank awe of those who have

“…mates? Are you the Siren that everyone has been talking about?” Zoe gives me a shy look and waits for me to respond. I can tell that this is a pivotal moment for our relationship, and she’s waiting to see what I’d say. Tightening her hand beneath mine, I give her a sensual smile and place a gentle kiss on her knuckles. Zoe’s face glows with happiness when I look back at Cassia and respond. “Yes, Zoe is a Siren, and yes, she’s my mate.” I gesture to Cassia. “And yes, Cassia is an Angel.”

Yet, Sierra seemed unfazed, though riled with perturbed fury. “Angel, you need to calm down, please,” I coaxed, reaching out to take her hand. Her eyes grew darker, the color of ash, a furious gray that made me feel slightly nauseated. I stumbled backward, gripping the sofa to keep me from falling. “Angel, please, stop—“ I could feel my body weaken and my head spin. An invisible force was weighing on me, and the more I pushed against it, the more it pushed back.

I ask, my sister smirks at me “Angel is not downstairs, she is working at the hospital this morning so she can be at the party tonight” I look at her “I didn’t ask about Angel” I try to say but she just rolls her eyes at me. Angel is Uncle Atlas and Aunt Kalsea’s daughter, also my best friend and Beta’s twin sister. Even as a kid she was the only one I could be around all day without getting pissed off at. She is beautiful, her red curly hair is down her back.

I follow them for a while as we swim in the shallows. On the air, I hear Aiden calling to me. All I want is to tell him what's happened to me but I know if I do he'll tell me that I didn't listen. I told him I trusted him but turning into a siren isn't exactly proving that. But it's only for one night and I can sleep all day tomorrow. I can just tell him I got lost. or Perhaps I had errands to run at the grocery store. Either way, I can't tell Aiden about this, and it's probably best if I don't tell the sirens about Aiden. I have a feeling that the werewolves and the sirens have more than just bad blood between them.

Levi reminds him, as they both turn towards me with hungry filled eyes. "Fuck, Angel." Salem moans at the sight of me touching myself. "Oh, she's far from an angel, can't you see?" Levi smirks. "You're right. She's much more breathtaking than one." Salem retorts making me blush. He moves back in between my legs, before looking deep into my eyes. "Are you ready, Angel?" he asks me softly, gently running his hands up and down my thighs. "Yes." I moan, more then ready.

Warner said to me as I took a seat. “Who's Miranda?” I pondered, adjusting my posture on the comfy sofa. “Uhm, I am Miranda!” The girl with the messy bun sitting aside me said. “Right.” I sighed, her brown eyes drawing me in. —---------------------------------------- Angel’s POV I hung up the call and put the phone down. My head tilted to the side and i.locked eyes with John. He was entrancing. His aura kept drawing me in. My panties wet up as we stared eye to eye.