The Fallen Angel Novel Novels & Stories

“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

-In the treatment room- “Eren who fell because of the monster's brunt apparently managed to inject the substance into Jacob's body. Jacob who had turned into a monster immediately fainted after getting the injection. Eren slowly rose from his fallen position. "Phew... he almost bit me..." Eren said as he looked at Jacob who had fainted and was lying on the floor. The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Doctor Rin, Doctor Anna and Zoya were waiting anxiously from outside the treatment room until suddenly...

Angel adjusted the box she was holding under one arm and placed her free hand on her hip, looking at him with disgust for a moment before her face began to fall. “Don’t bother making promises you can’t keep and besides, it’s too late anyway.” The sadness in her voice might have been enough to tell Layon how she felt but it was in that moment that he saw a flash of memory in his mind’s eye, a woman who looked much like Angel but slightly older, a woman who was no longer around. The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack.

Faith: "Well dark angel queen Elena is the sister of your mother. Elena and Catherine both were twins, They grew up together, went to the same school, liked the same guy -your father but your father loved your mom and chose her. Elena grew furious out of jealousy. She couldn't handle rejection and was quite sad and depressed. She stopped going out, locked herself in a room for days. Elena started going into depression and then took therapies but her will to live had died and so she fell sick and couldn't recover and then eventually died. After Elena became a dark angel her motive was to kill Catherine and then bring her soul to Demonalia and make her days hell. Casie" Where is my mom now? Is

At first, I assume he will stay quiet, but when he turns around to face me and glare at me, little fireworks of pride go off in my chest. He pokes his finger right where I feel the fireworks as he growls. “Angels don't sing, you moron! Angels are so much more than flying fucks and pretty wings. And since you won’t shut your trap until I tell you, here’s the information you’re trying to get – she’s not dead; she’s fucking lost. She’s lost because I keep messing up her way around here. Why you’d ask? Oh, that’s simple. That’s because I’m the fallen one she’s looking for. But there’s this tiny detail. I didn’t fall. I escaped.”

Claire turned and looked at Arsen, who had been staring at her intently the whole time. “Because after that, they will improve themselves, just as those red leaves will fall, replaced by a new, more mature and stronger spirit,” Claire continued with a faint smile on her lips. Arsen was stunned by her words. He immediately recalled how his father had treated him all this time, causing his eyes to well up with tears without him realizing it. “Believe me, no matter how great a person’s mistakes may be, they will change for the better with God’s intervention. Life is beautiful if we view it with an open and objective mind,” Claire continued, causing a single tear to roll down Arsen’s cheek uncon

Ajal spoke those words sadly, and strangely enough… I felt a sudden wave of regret, frustration, and sharp pain rushing through my own heart just from hearing about it, as if I were feeling the echoes of their suffering myself. "What exactly happened to them?" I asked unconsciously, the question slipping out before I could stop it. He moved closer and placed his arm gently around my shoulder, looking down at the city lights below us before speaking again. "That angel paid the highest price possible for his disobedience and his love," he recounted slowly. "His beautiful wings… they were cut off completely, severed from his body as a punishment. He was rejected from the kingdom of light and th

I walk back to my equipment feeling lighter than I have in months. The next morning I wake up to the coffee outside my door. But this time there's a note too. Small piece of paper. His messy handwriting. **Proof that people can change. One coffee at a time. - L** I stand in the doorway holding the note. One coffee at a time. My phone buzzes. Text from an unknown number. My good mood evaporates instantly. I open it. It's from Jessica. **I heard about Nashville. The fan. Very convenient.**

Like he wanted to crawl inside Angel and never leave. “Fuck….” the demon choked. Then he came. Deep inside Angel. Angel could feel it. Warm. Violent. Unforgiving. And Angel—he broke, forgetting his regret, hips still moving. Fully surrendering his body, heart and soul to the devil. He came untouched. With a high cry and shaking legs. Just from the friction. The heat. The way the man’s voice sounded. The way he looked at Angel. They collapse. Sticky. Tangled.

His angel. Though he has stopped using that endearment after her deceive. Still, he wants only her, every morning, every night. To touch her, to feel her skin, after a tiresome day rest in her soft tunnel forgetting all the stress and worries of life. She will be his light in his dark world. But her one confession changed everything. Her one betrayal destroyed everything. **** Ana forwarded her palm under the running water to check the temperature. She sighed finding the water lukewarm. She switches off the faucet. With her index finger she slides down the dress and it pooled down on the floor unaware that someone slithered inside.