The Last Angel Novels & Stories

“This isn’t you Angel …” “Did you know Lucifer was an angel before he fell? I have fallen. I am no longer the Angel, you know. Leave!” I say as I look away, waiting for the door to close and when it does, I breathe a breath of relief. Peace at last. I have all I need right here. My daughter and my boy. I will be fine, we will be fine. Or are those some famous last words?

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

Even though he wanted to keep stopping at this place so he could reminisce about Beverly and think he owned the whole Beverly just by reminiscing about the good times they had. Without realizing it, someone was standing in the doorway, watching him. Jackson turned around and intended to take a towel and take a shower and return to Paris. The quarantine period is up. He didn't need to reminisce about Beverly anymore. After all, didn't he himself want her to get away from him? Then why did he now hope that Beverly was looking for him? Long life! A person Jackson was thinking about suddenly magically appeared in front of him. Jackson swallowed his saliva roughly. There, three paces away, stood

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

Epilogue Selena Closing the bedroom door behind us, Angel and I prepared to settle into the comforting embrace of sleep. Our nightly ritual of winding down often turned into moments of reflection and shared thoughts. "Selena," Angel began, a soft smile playing on his lips, "can we talk for a bit? About Heaven." I nodded, sensing the depth of his emotions. "Of course, Angel. What's on your mind?" He took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a mix of gratitude and emotion. "I just wanted to thank you, Selena. For everything you've done for Heaven. She's so happy, and it's all because of you."

Angel continued to listen while hiding behind a tree not far from them. "Yes, I know. That's why I brought Angel here, because our unification ritual must be carried out tonight." Angel suddenly covered her mouth when she heard Jack's confession. Suddenly there was a fear that crept into her chest, giving rise to deep regret for having trusted that man. "You will truly be immortal if you can be one with the immortal girl, sir. And we are all looking forward to it." Angel's feet moved backwards, without realizing one of her hands knocked a flower vase and it fell to the floor.

“She is the chosen one, and I believe that the two of us know what that means, no?” “The what?” Donatello asked before Ianos chuckled. “Ianos…” “She is the last descendant of the angels of the dark, and the one thing that I need to kill for immortality…”

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

The pups’ laughter fades away and when I opened my eyes, Divina and my pups were gone. Archangel Gabriel gives me a sympathetic look. “It would have been a beautiful life. It’s the one I was rooting for,” he says quietly. The background shimmers and the colors morph into a new landscape and an angel with light blue wings stands with their back to me. Wings that remind me of Divina’s. I can’t tell if the angel is male or female at this angle. They stand at the edge of a cliff looking out over the ocean as it crashes against the rocks below. My breath catches when the angel turns and it’s Divina. She looks sad. Her eyes are dull with dark circles. She is dressed in battle gear and her shoulder

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"