Ten Thousand Angels Cried Novels & Stories

I gritted my teeth and then said "You will have to pay for this Elena." "Really. Little mouse you are not going alive. Although you are a golden angel I am an old dark angel. I have practiced for so long. You can't escape from me." She signaled her shadows to capture us. Shadows started coming towards us. Suddenly we saw a swarm of fairies who flew near the shadows hypnotizing them. Shadows were still now hypnotized. Archangels killed them with an arrow. The demon attacked us and started hitting the angels. Angels tried defending and dodging the attacks

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

Now the stampede that had gone where trumping back. Feral felt his spine run cold at the sight of hundreds of angels, four-winged, five-winged spread forth their wings within the sky as they speedily besieged them. His knees buckled slightly as the horror approached but he was a step faster and directly slammed the door closed. They had to escape. NOW!

A flash of the dark silhouette shot through her mind as she started to google the image trying to describe it. There was nothing on the website that was similar to what she saw to give an explanation. Hope was almost lost until she saw an article that stood out to her. She clicked it, becoming intrigued. A woman claimed to have seen Angels and demons. Surprisingly the article wasn’t calling her crazy, but it instead explained how the war for souls between Angels and demons had been raging in another realm, the celestial realm. People who had gifts were said to have eyes in the celestial realm, regular people called it the sixth sense.

I know you, more than you think and I love you so much. Chiara could tell by her looks that Elvera was on the edge of tears. She had no idea about how to deal with her mum crying and she wanted to escape. "This is tiring, I have to go." Chiara said and headed for the door. "Arrivederci, Mama." (Goodbye, Mum.) She said and opened the door. She had no idea what her mother meant, but she knew that Elvera was ignorant about certain aspects of her life. *******

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...”

I had read that in university. I didn't realize that I was actually staring at him without blinking. My eyes were watering because I didn't blink at all. He snapped his fingers twice in front of my eyes to pull me back to the real world. I blinked a few times and shut my mouth. I was definitely behaving like a total idiot in front of him. But it was not my fault. He just told me something that was declared impossible since the beginning of time. "That's impossible. The angels can't reproduce. They are created to help keep the business of the universe going. That's why they can't impregnate anyone. Especially anyone on earth. I have read it…" I spoke in a low tone. Denying to believe him.

Although I couldn't see his eyes because of the mask, but right now, it really felt like his stares were piercing right into my core, leaving me breathless. "W-were w-we still talking about the sinners that were needed to be punished in the story, r-right?" Damn, I couldn't believe I just stuttered! Good thing he just chuckled and patted my head like a pet. Gone was the strong aura he was emitting a few seconds ago. "Of course, we're still talking about the story. So let them live. Let them live after taking away everything from them. Let them live forever in nothingness." He leaned closer, close enough to the point that our noses were literally touching each other. "Because, sorry to spoil

Fandrey asked, "Valeria won't come down because she's in her confinement period, so who are you waiting for? Are you waiting for us?" "Yes, I saw your car and I haven't seen both of you for a long time. I miss you very much." Angel's eyes were red as she said that and she reached out to rub her eyes. "Grandpa and Grandma, I really miss you." Angel was choked with sobs after she said this and her tears rolled down her cheeks. Of course, she couldn't cry so easily because she didn't have Azalea's acting skills. The reason why she suddenly cried was that she rubbed some menthol on her fingers. It entered her eyes when she rubbed them just now, so she began to cry.

The audience was entranced, hanging on every nuance of her performance. But just when it seemed she couldn't exceed their expectations, Emilia opened her mouth to sing. And it was as if the very heavens had parted to unleash a celestial voice upon the world. Her tone was pure and crystalline, effortlessly soaring through the octaves with a precision that left the audience gasping.