Stray Angel Novels & Stories

I don't feel any worse from it nor do I feel any better. Time passes quickly before he seems to thump onto his feet, followed by the sound of frantic footsteps. "Angel!" Salem's familiar voice calls out in relief. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my kitten, and WHY THE HELL IS SHE NAKED?!" Crimson's voice screeches. "What happened?" Beau's calm yet stern voice questions. "My brother." Is all I manage to choke out before everything goes black.

previously, it would take me at least three days for the sting to stop but now it doesn't hurt and it's only been a few hours. I twist the key and open the door, Angel stands on the other end, her "just fucked" hair still unfixed, she's dressed in a skimpy white strapless dress, it falls above her knees, with a slit running up to her thigh. “What do you want?” She grins, batting her eyelashes at me in an obscure manner. “Hmm, no invite?” What? Her hand nudges the door wider, as she makes her way inside my room. Her eyes survey the room, she tsks. “Little baby had a tantrum in here.”

"I'm not here to harm you. I was just here to make sure you were not dead yet." "Oh I see! You are amazed with my feathers! How rude of me to have blessed your eyes!" And so in one snap of his fingers it disappeared, leaving some feathers to slowly fall down. "Why are you here?" she asked. The angel scratched the side of his head, in his usual way of thinking and told her that he already told her why-- to check if she was alive. Wouldn't he know? He created this land. "What do you really want from us?" "Simple," he answered. "Forget your name. Forget everything you know, be lost, cry and blame everything you don't remember. Just be with Pe-ter."

But I shook my head, a slight smirk playing on my lips as I took in the sight of the innocent angel who dared to venture into my forbidden domain. I took a step closer, now just inches away from her. “This room is off-limits to workers and non-members, especially angels like you.” As Summer tried to back away, I moved closer, trapping her between myself and the stairwell. Her chest rose and fell. I could smell her berry scent. The tension between us crackled in the air, charged with a dangerous energy.

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

Angel started to release some energy that Mira was surprised that he had in him and she was totally amased watching it steaming out from her beloved mate. Then Angel’s energy suddenly shoots up to the night sky and spread like wildfire but then vanished in mid-air. “Interesting…They were fallen rogue but they were sane. They were just camping at two hundred yard away from our land’s border. But not at the western side…” Angel trailed off what he was sensing since Mira was listening to his report.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

Cordelia said as she continued crying. As Jared hung up the call, SAKI already knew what to do. Immediately, he ignited the car they were well on their way immediately Jared was done with the call. After several directions, they finally arrived at Cordelia’s apartment and Jared ran upstairs like he was a fire fighter on a mission. As Jared ran SAKI could only wonder, the angel who had made the mafia this way. As he ran, SAKI tried to put two and tow together. “Or is this the reason why my master wants to kill Brian?”

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.