The Fallen Angel Novel Novels & Stories

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

He kicked a cabinet in a fit of anger and he groaned in pain. He sat down at the dining area and dropped his head on the table. He did not know what was wrong with him. He felt a strange attraction to Chiara and it bothered him. She was not the most beautiful woman he had encountered, but there was something about her that drew him in. He had never been attracted to someone like that, someone so cold and wicked. "God! Am I a psychopath too?" He took a deep breath and raised his head. 'probably, because only a psychopath could love a psychopath.' he concluded in his mind.

Lily literally falls for every hot dude she meets either in good circumstances or bad ones. “He is the Bratva’s first son, Vincenzo Salvatore De Luca.” My jaw ticked and my fingers dug into my palms, almost drawing out blood at the mention of his name. “Oh my gosh! He is so hot!” “Let’s go, Lily. I need to speak to Dad.” I walked past the dreamy girl, who wished she could have Vincenzo towering over her while whispering sweet nothings into her ear. But she had no idea that the devil does none of that.

A fallen angel. One about to kill. Again.

“I went crazy, but then Marcus told us he could be with you to make sure nothing bad happened.” “Something bad did happen to her.” Marcus said walking into the room. “I failed her over and over, and if she does make it out of this alive, I want you and her to go somewhere and hide.” He said looking at Carlos. “I don’t think she is ever going to be safe with me, I knew that from the start and I didn’t care.” He said looking at Anabel. “I do love you, but I think it’s time for you to go with the Angels that is where you belong.” “Not if Victor’s magic works.” Anabel said shaking her head. “I am not longer going to be an Angel, I am going to be a fallen one.” She said looking down at her hands,

“That was a joke, sorceres girl. I guess you simply shove it. How should I know? It’s you sorcereses who keep Addict angels locked up and cruelly train them as if they need saving simply because they’ve become addicted to the joys of humanity. Although, admittedly, that risks them joining the ranks of the Fallen.” I blinked. “Imagine that I understand nothing.” “Ridiculously simple to do.” Mischief snatched my hair, at the same motherent that he slammed my hand onto the door. “Behind here, lies an angel who has done nothing worse than love humans. Merely by being on Earth, however, and outside Angel World, we angels slowly become Fallen angels. If I were to step outside the spelled protectio

“Sebastien saw it in you. And then about the book, the rift, it all made sense now. Everything about you just falls into pieces, but there is more he couldn’t see from your past. It was blocked, but he knew it was there.” “That’s impossible. I don’t have a fallen angel blood.” “Whether you believe it or not, that’s a part of you, Amelia. That’s who you are.” “Well, aren’t fallen angels bad? The reason why God cast them out of heaven is because they sided with Lucifer and rebelled against their creator. They fell into temptations. The reason why there are demons. So I was one of the bad seeds. Don’t look at me like I’m something special or stronger than any other being. Considering my mother

' Ethan smiled as he looked down at his hands, where he'd peeled the label off the bottle again, this time somehow managing to peel it off in one piece, his fingers tearing a shape out of the thin paper. 'It's a story about one of their own,' he said. 'The first Angel to fall. The first one to question. The first one to defy. The one who started it all. It's a Gospel, but not one that was ever going to make the final cut. The book is the Gospel of Lucifer.' I sucked in a breath, felt my stomach flip, my muscles weaken. I stared at him, was unable to take my eyes off him. When I spoke, my voice trembled. 'Why did your parents have that book, Ethan?'

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Whom amongst the fallen Angel's was punished greatly? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades

“I’m going to the bar now. I let Beckah do what she wants most of the time. I don’t even need to help her torment people, it’s a good contract. You should make one like that.” With that parting line, Azrael phased out of the human world. Caiden knew where he was going. In the basement of the demon castle, there was a bar exclusively for higher ranking demons. If Azrael spent a lot of time there, it explained why he had never met him. “He’s gone...” Caiden said. Encountering Azrael had knocked the wind out of him. Clara sighed in relief and gulped down her orange squash. Caiden guessed that she was looking for a sugar boost.