Novel & Cerita The Faithful And The Fallen

“It was his final trap.” The Great Shift had begun, and Faith was the only one left standing on two legs.

“She loved you so much, that I regret what I did.” “But it was your job, right?” I said as I closed the piano. Faith scoffed. “My job? Sometimes I wonder what my actual job is,” Faith sighed, “Allorah used to tell me that maybe my job wasn’t to take lives, but to fix that corrupt soul into light, just like her.” “You where opposites, right?” I asked, intrigued. “Yes,” Faith said, looking over his shoulder and smiling. “She was the light, and I was the darkness. But… I really wasn’t darkness… that was you.”

“All the Halflings will live. Grand Chamberlain, call the commandant of the imperial fallen angels, Commandant Demonyo.” GONE WAS Gabriel the Faithful beside them. He raced to his original spot where he was meant to be, at the side of the Halfling prince. After all, he would let the members of the Trilateral Court saw the faux death of Lucifer’s kin. The moment the gates closed, Maleficent pulled Dagger with her into the arena. The Halfling prince, Maleficent the Glutton, Levi the Envious, Dagger, Gabriel the Faithful, and dozens of dozens assassins were left in the arena.

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

Alexis said in an helpless tone. Faith looked down at Alexis who was begging on her knee, but Faith knew that Alexis don't have to beg, because she was going to do more than something, she was going to got herself involved in this fight, and she would let Alexis stepmother understand the difference. "Not in my lifetime Alexis, no one I repeat, nobody would ever hurt you." Faith said, she helped Alexis up and she hugged her. Faith picked up her phone, she was dialing a number, all the sudden her hand began to shake vigorously, the next seconds Faith just fell down just like a log of wood, she even became lifeless just like a fish. her hands and feet’s were freezing cold.

Your faithfully, The Friend

Chapter 14: A New Lead Eltan Storm "I feel so bad, Faith. I kind of feel like it's my fault. Especially since it happened the day after I turned him down. Maybe I was too harsh on him?" "No, Candy. It wasn't your fault. It was just an accident, not a suicide." I listened to the conversation between Candy and Faith while leisurely sipping my drink at the bar counter. Today was Faith's first day back at work after her week off, and Candy was expressing her sorrows to Faith.

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

She nudged me, tail brushing against my leg. From the pit, the Spirit’s voice thundered again: “Faith is the light that survives even the abyss. You carry it still. Go on.” The burning red eyes dimmed, swallowed by the nothing. The silence lifted, broken again by the whisper of wind, the steady rhythm of Jasmine’s breath. I sat there for a long moment, shaking, clutching her fur. My heart was still racing, my mind replaying that terrible second when the world vanished beneath me. But I had leapt. I had trusted, and I was still alive.

But I miss you. Tasha: We were wrong to make you feel judged. You deserve better than that. Tears filled my eyes. Me: I don’t need you to understand everything. I just need you to trust me. There was a pause. Then: Maya: I don’t trust him. But I trust you. Leila: Same. Tasha: Always. I exhaled shakily. Me: Thank you. Maya: But we’re still worried. Me: That’s okay.