The Angel Novel Novels & Stories

[Rachel’s POV] Vincenzo invited me to the East Coast, saying we needed to discuss an alliance. This time, I did something unusual. Instead of taking a helicopter, I boarded a train alone. Not long after I sat down, a man wearing a cap and sunglasses took the seat across from me. He spoke first. “Don’t look at me. Just read a book.” I opened a book and replied quietly, “Victor, I told you I don’t want to see you again.”

she said and cursed herself that she was blushing yet again. “What things have you read, angel?” he asked, looking very amused. “I know there are people that enjoy treating their sexual partner like a pet. Leaches, cages, pet bowls,” she told him, trying to be brave enough to meet his eyes, but failing and instead looking down. “I’m not interested in you being my literal pet, angel. I just want you at my beck and call. I want you to respect me, my word is the law. Surrender your body to me and give up all other things in your life for three years. You will be by my side when I need you, you will be in meetings if I wish so, you will see some shit and I expect you not to go crazy or freak the

I read a few pages from one of the books and my wonderment went up a notch. Angel, Eva… They were nothing like what their families had been. Their lives at the moment looked so peaceful, so ordinary. But I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was missing something. They left me no clues, no loose ends, nothing to hold on to. “Looking for something?.” A too-familiar voice suddenly said, startling me. The book made a loud bang on the floor and I turned to see Angel, sitting casually by a window, a book nestling in his lap.

I appreciated, calming my own self down. I swear to God, in all these years of my life, I've never been this nervous. But it was all Angel's doing. Eversince Angel came into my life, my heart has developed this unusual habit of beating fast, uncontrollably fast. I feel like I'm surrounding by certain feelings that I'm unable to shake off me. Everytime Angel is near me, I feel calm; at peace. She my solace. The solution to all my problems. The shine in her beautiful glassy blue eyes always seem to draw me in like whirlpool of emotions that flows in her. Her captivating innocence make me possessive about. It attracts me; the more I stare at her, the more I fall.

“Fine!” Arrow watches her bounce down the walkway. “Angel is my half brother, Hermaphroditus. He was born male, but fell in love with a water nymph. They wanted to be together forever, so they somehow figured out how to merge their bodies into one. They go by Angel now and they adore Hedone’s free spirit.” “That’s…” I don’t even know what that is… I watch Hedone bounce on her toes and pull Angel into the house where an omega is waiting on the porch to show them around. “There, uh, there should be enough bedrooms if she wants her own.”

I breathes lowly. "From what I've heard, you're a murderer?" He's so close now, I can practically feel his breath against his face. Every fine detail of his face is now visible for me to see, but I can't spot many flaws. His brow creases. "And who told you that?" "Noble's." "Angel bloods. No surprise, is it?" I draw in a breath. No, I suppose not. Angel-bloods have fought against Demon's for centuries. They tried to eradicate them, and when they failed, they have chased down every living Demon to finish the job.

. That's what I called Heaven's Water. It tasted really good. "I thank you my angel," he thanked and took a sip. I also took a sip and looked at him again. “Something is depressing you” “Lilith. I fear bad things ... “I looked at him blankly. What should bad happen here in paradise, the peaceful kingdom of heaven? "Do not worry. I will always be by his side! ”Came from me and I leaned over to him. He smiled softly and reached out to me, but let it stand a few inches above my cheek. “I thank you for these self-sacrificing words.” Instead of touching my cheek, as I had wished, he brushed a strand of my hair from my face with a fingernail. If I had known that this was the last, loving gesture I

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

Shirley went on home. Azriel didn’t miss the flight… She actually took it, saw Shirley at the airport and avoided her. She had her reasons though. She had found the identity of the angel of death, and that saddened her. Professor Wake texted her the name of the Lineage of Rebekah, who readily handed her descendants to the angel of death to avenge herself. In every generation of Rebekah’s descendants, one girl is choses by the angel of death has his vessel to carry out Rebekah’s Will. The vessel gets abilities, and white hair as a result and employs the name “Angelus Mortis” which translates from latin to English as the Angel of Death. Hence, Shirley Angelus Mortis. Azriel had decided to app

- I ask Michael POV As we arrive at the club Angel lets us in. He is one of my brother’s most trusted security guard. I’ve known him for years now. He told us that the girls were already inside. “There’s Beth” - Logan says and I nod my head. We walk to the bar and I see a beautiful woman with fiery red hair. She is definitely fire. She is wearing a short back dress and I can feel my pants getting tighter. What the hell? Logan walks to her and hugs her. When she turns around I am met by the most intense grey eyes. She is stunning.