The Angel Next Door Light Novel Novels & Stories

I had to find a way to pay her back for that. And the opportunity came sooner than I expected. The next day, Joe and Lesley invited me to join them for a horror movie night. Tess mentioned she'd had a long day and just wanted to head to bed early, so she showered and went straight to the bedroom. That left just the three of us for the movie. Initially, Joe sat in the middle, but within minutes, he decided the seat at the end was "more interesting" and swapped spots with Lesley. As the horror scenes unfolded with eerie music and suspenseful moments, I found myself intensely focused on the screen, trying to anticipate the next scare. Suddenly, I felt a gentle hand on my leg, tracing soft circl

“You didn’t. You didn’t.” Nero’s mouth twitched, impressed but not broken. “Wow. You’re stronger than I thought. Still won’t save you.” Alessio’s gun snapped up. “Try me.” But Nero didn’t run. He just smiled and backed toward a trapdoor. Again. “You can kill me now,” Nero hummed. “Or you can come find out where the next angel is.” Alessio’s jaw clenched. “You’re bluffing.” Nero’s grin widened. “There’s another one. Coded to Noa. A girl this time. Pretty thing. She’s already on her way to one of your safehouses.”

Elina regained her wits and wiped the water from her forehead. “But you might need something sharp… your hands won't work…tell you what, I saw something sharp not far from here…distract act it while I get it,” Elina said breathlessly while glancing around. It was impossible to see anything with all the fog and the rain. Angel wanted to laugh, he couldn't believe a little girl was giving him orders. Before he could stop her, she already ran in the opposite direction. He didn't mind knowing it was safer that she left, turning around, Angel saw the flaming red eyes of the best, its breathing had hyped up. Steam escaped his wise nose as it advanced with predatory steps. His mission was to destro

My fingers brushed the faint bruises along my neck, the skin still tender beneath the touch. “Apart from these, I’m fine.” Her eyes widened, guilt flooding her face, her mouth parting with words she didn’t know how to say. But before she could, the door opened, and Azrael stepped inside. Angel stiffened the moment Azrael entered, her spine going rigid as though his very presence demanded it. She dropped into a quick bow and backed away, muttering something that might have been an excuse before slipping out of the room entirely. The door clicked shut behind her, leaving only silence and him.

” Ouriel was reading from his phone, “An excepts from My Experience with The Angel of Death by an unknown author.” The next morning, Remiel and Azrael was sat in the dining table, in front of each other, while Ouriel was sitting at their side in the head of the table, behind him was a painting of a rose with blood drippings. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt. Rad and Rogziel were out early. And Nae was arranging their lunch on the table, “Stop it Ouriel, no one’s listening to you.” Nae said as she sat down beside Remiel. Azrael was playing with her fork and Remiel was staring at Azrael’s fork. “Well, you’re wrong.” Ouriel turned to Azrael, “Azrael, what did I just read?” he said, confiden

Blood welled up quickly, bright against the pale skin of my hand. The girl who had slammed into me stepped forward. Angel. Mid-tier judging by the crest stitched into her sleeve. Her pale wings shifted slightly behind her as she crouched down in front of me. Up close I could see the smug curve of her mouth. “Well look at that,” she said lightly. Her voice was just loud enough for the crowd around us to hear. “The little Raven stray can bleed after all.” More laughter rippled through the courtyard. She leaned a little closer, lowering her voice just enough that only I could hear the next words.

//Midnight Mourge// "Why are you in your enemy's layer?" Reign ask while looking around the café. Hometown café became our first enemy in this line of business. I smirk at her. "I don't consider her as our enemy." Florence is not a enemy. "Then what she is?" I smile at her. "Have you ever heard about the legend?" Reign raise a brow at me. I smirk at her... "The fallen Angel." Have you ever heard the story of a fallen angel? It is a story that my godmother used to tell me.

the sun is burning the side of his cheek, oh no, I cover the ray of the sun with my wings, for a moment I forget the infant is a vampire, he wound heal. "Today must be my lucky day," someone says behind me, immediately I spread my wings ready to fly, the baby starts crying again, I land back on the ground and cover the infant with my wings I can't fly now the baby will turn to ashes and I can't be invisible carrying the baby, I look at the... I will say old human but she has a strange aura around her, I am a young angel I don't know much about humans and the creature of the earth except what I read in the great book, I look at her again, with the mix of black, white and red around her, yes.

“I bet Cassiel would want to know a thing or two from the mundane.” “No way… no bloody way are we bringing her to the Sanctum,” Xyrelle countered. “She’s a fucking mundane, Nyx.” “With what unfolded today, Relle, I don’t think she’s just a human,” Zane said softly. His quiet tone felt worse compared to Xyrelle’s snapping or Nyxen’s anger. “The past few days I’ve been watching you, I don’t see you having any encounters with demons or vamps or warlocks, little red. Or have you?”

You'll never know in this age! A deep voice answered back. "Yes? Maybe? but some called my features out of this world if that counts." The light suddenly opens, and I just close my eyes because like I mention earlier I can not really move my body so I can not cover my eyes with my arms. Let me tell you the light in this room is really bright. Even Edward Cullen will sparkle like a friggin God on how bright this light is. I open my eyes slowly and right in front of me is an angel. He looks blurry at first but as the time pass by I can see the person in front of me clearly. Those grey-blue eyes are staring right into my soul.