The Angel In The Forest Comic Novels & Stories

TEASER As I walked through the thick grass covering the forest floor, a strange hum whispered through the air. A faint, slicing sound that instantly triggered my instincts. An arrow. And it was heading straight for me. I froze and spun around. Just before the arrow could embed itself into my forehead, my left hand shot up and caught it effortlessly. In that very moment, a soft, sinister laugh echoed around me. “Angelicca…” a cold voice sneered. “That name doesn’t suit you. You’re worse than a wild beast.”

He charmingly chuckled and whispered exactly near my ear, causing Goosebumps, "We are not human Hazel actually we are the real beast of this forest. Don't say you are scared now." That was for first time on his thin lips I heard my name sounding exceptionally beautiful in his husky magnetic voice. I desperately replied rolling my eyes, "Of course not. If you are the beast then I am the angel, can easily defeat you." He laughed merrily and behaved like that I was like an innocent child who couldn't able to trust the reality of world and replied gently holding my hand in his warm hand and looking straight to my eyes, " Of course you are Hazel. You possess the angelic beauty and a golden heart.

Angela’s POV I was on my way home when I saw an old lady selling some key chains. I walked towards her and looked at those key chains laid on an open box. “Come and buy some key chains now, young lady..” said the old lady. I smiled at her and browsed at the set of keychains again when I saw two keychains of a boy and a girl. The girl is smiling while the boy is crossing his arms and looks pissed. I suddenly remembered Lucifer. He looks exactly like this keychain. I chuckled. “Are you planning to give it to your boyfriend?” asked the old lady.

This Angel has white hair, not black, which means Elena could still be alive in this timeline if the angel is Adam. My heart constricts painfully inside my chest. Floods of misery are crashing in waves at my heart, at the verge of breaking it. While it would gladden me to see Adam happy with his mate, it also pains me thinking about him being with someone else. Without giving me a warning, the angel places his hand directly beneath me. His palm looks soft and familiar, and I sniffle experimentally, not even caring about my silent guest clawing at the straps holding up the web.

Demark and Smithson both shift, and I am about to when I feel hands under my arms lifting me in the air. It's the Angel, he lifts me up and I shudder as I feel dizzy. "Do not panic, I will leave you here in the trees and help with the animals." He says to me as he takes me close to the strongest branches of a tree. I hold on to them tightly and turn to look at him. His eyes glow a strange gray as he pulls back and lets me admire his gray wings; majestic and unearthly.

Angel starts to glow white as he places his hands on the ground. After a while, the ground starts to turn green and the farm springs to life. Angel smiles, “This should keep you going for a while.” Alexis looks around shocked at what she sees, “Thank you so much! Oh let us make you something so you can take it with you. It won’t be a problem at all.” She runs into the cabin and after a couple of minutes, she comes back out with two bags full of supplies. “Just some fruits and blankets so you won’t have to be cold at night and have a little something to eat on your journeys. Oh, I also put in a map of the surrounding area.” They say their goodbyes to Alexis and Akilina. Angel and Drake then s

Landing in a crouch and rolling, I ignore the slight pain and sprint into the dark forest. My heart twisting painfully with each step, I speed up. The forest is a blur to me, my eyes stinging slightly as the wind hits me. I'm doing this for his own good, I won't see him hurt because of my mistakes. Angel bains pov My wolf's Whimpering and snarling wakes me up. Sitting up quickly, I listen closely. My body freezing, my heart thumping loudly Inside my chest. 'She's gone, I whisper. I let out an ear-shattering howl, filled with anger, pain and sadness.

He was an angel. My Angel! He couldn't have been. Rivalry has never made anyone an Angel. A rival, that's what he was. And a rival would always remain a rival! The terror in my heart couldn't be measured at this juncture, I needed to get the fucking hell out of that god-damned forest. That woods, spending one more night in there wasn't going to be funny. I quickly took a glance around, and the moon suddenly turned, shimmering in the woods golden lights of horror. Its brightness flattening all over, with only but a few spots left.