The Last Angel Novels & Stories

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

Daniel, my son, I remember that night like it was yesterday. We were fleeing from the entity that Belzebub warned me about - Azrael, the Angel of Death. When he appeared, I shielded your eyes, pleading with you not to look, as he demanded I hand you over. Deli, our former babysitter, tried to help, but Azrael's power was too great. In a desperate attempt to protect you, I blocked his gaze, but he revealed his dark angelic face, letting out a piercing scream that almost threw you and Deli off the bridge.

he shouted. “Really? Overreacting much?” Linda huffed as she was led out. Zane hadn’t said a word. He was still hunched down by the edge of the pool, looking at Ava. They heard Jax and Linda make their way out of the house and then there was silence. “Angel, if I ask you to step out of the pool, will I have to kill my men if they happened to walk into this room?” he finally asked. “There is a possibility of it,” Ava told him. His eyes darkened.

Angela's POV I didn’t respond, just gave a small, polite smile. A few seconds later, the makeup artist behind Lyla spoke up. “By the way… the guy who came last night,” she said casually, glancing at Lyla. “You two seem pretty close.” I didn’t move, but my body tensed slightly. They were talking about Aaron. Lyla gave a small smile at the mirror, not at the makeup artist, but at me. “We are close,” she said.

"Yes, I am your girlfriend, we broke up back then but we still made it up and stayed together. I even promised you that I will be your girlfriend again while we're trying to escape from the holdapers, don't you really remember even a tiny bit of that, Lucifer?please remember me, I am Angela Santos." He furrowed his brows then he glared at me, "Don't you even dare pretend! I don't know you, I don't even know what do you want from me but please stop this stupidity, I am not the Lucifer that you're saying so shut the hell up!" He said as he started walking away, going to his car. "N-No, Lucifer! This is me, Angela! Lucifer!! Don't leave me here please, Lucifer!!!" I yelled and yelled his name

Monique’s face twitched. That man had a meaningful look in his eyes, she knew his question had not been a literal one. What a pervert and a bully… “Daddy, you’re amazing!” Angel praised, and her eyes had been gleaming. Henry looked at Angel, he smiled and said, “Angel is much more sensible.” Monique snorted, “What’s so amazing about it, I can do it too.” “Really?” He raised his brows. “Angels are subject not only to God but also to Christ, who is described as hereafter to return to judgment.” Monique explained.

I sit up and push the ball to the side. "Hey, look who's going out!" Ted suddenly exclaims and walks to the window. The other guys are busy with the game and clearly don't give a fuck. I walk to the window and see Angel walking out of the house with a bag hanging on her shoulder. I can't believe that I thought her name was Madonna. I blame that little asshole tied to the chair. "Damn! She looks hot" Ted says after a whistle. I glare at him and turn my attention back to the walking figure.