The Last Angel Novels & Stories

"She can't be." "There is only five royal blood left in the Aero Edis. Queen Khan Awae being the last woman, her brother Prince Nicholas, and his three sons could be the fourth guardian." King Suxx said. "Who between them is the guardian, that's what we need to find out," Hunter declared. "What help can I do now?" I joined in the conversation. Hunter looked at me. "Find out who the last guardian is," he turned to Prince Marcus. "You two must start your first step now."

Dogs help in the judgment of souls. "And what is your role, after all?" I asked. "They call me the Angel of Death, Elena," he said, looking totally oblivious to my widening of eyes." I am the last vision a human has before he really dies. I am the one who will arise after a fulminant heart attack and will offer the human death a calm death. The one who will be with open arms to support the bodies of those who fall from high altitudes. The one who will bring comfort to those who die of hunger. The one who will sing a prayer to the desperate and suffering. I am, even after being expelled, the creature that God can use to separate a soul from a human body, and I am also the one who can designat

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

He looks like a baby needing protection. “I am tired”, he whispers, and I nod my head before bending down again and kissing the top of his head. He closes his eyes, and he starts crying again. “I am so tired, Hazel, I am tired of fighting for you, I am tired of my brother, and I am tired of how I am always put last, I am always chosen last, my father chose my brother, Derrick chose to follow my brother, you chose him”, Angel says and I feel my heart breaking into a thousand pieces again. Poor angel. Constantly being put last in everyone’s life. I feel a tear rolling down my cheek, but I quickly clean it with the back of my hand.

he adds over his shoulder. I look up. “When you choose,” the angel says quietly, “you’ll choose me last.” He glances back, gold eyes steady. “That’s how eternity works.”

She teared bitterly but Angel wouldn't listen. He was sweating hard, soaked by it but he was resilient. He was fighting to save them and now they were were 10 seconds from living or dying. Thea didn't close her eyes even as the end came near. She wanted to see Angel, every bit of him she could get in her last memory and now... Five seconds. "Five, four, three, two, one...."

"Angel is a name. And that name belongs to my Father's most loyal, and most deadly, operative. And they just received the final order to take care of all loose ends...." ​

Greetings my lovely authors, This is the continuation of the book 'THE LAST ALPHA' which will be updated with the sequel 'THE LAST ALPHA : WAR OF FANGS'. I hope you will support my story just like the prequel. Thank you Zia Prologue The burnt orange sun was set below the horizon, and it’s the shadows that casted upon the town of human beings. The clustered clouds were scattered to the end of the sky, where the sun was burning with its last light. Twinkling stars which were supposed to fill the night, were scared to show up in the dusk.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

he replied while opening the door for me. "Let's go," I said, taking my steps towards the car, and immediately left for the inauguration of my hospital's special ward. It was all part of my plan to gain sympathy from the general public, but I had a different, more sinister plan. I would do anything to maintain my innocent angelic image in society. Some people think of me as an angel, and others see me as a god. But I am the devil. As I sat in the car, I couldn't help but let out a cruel smile.