The Night Angels Novels & Stories

Cheques flew all around the room, everyone signing up for a piece of the pie. The hookers of Pandemonium enjoyed watching this night the most. They knew that by the time the Angels were done, it would truly be demon time. All of the original Angels finished presenting, and groans of protest filled the room because they thought it was over. The devil slid into the room then after closing a deal, and sat next to Lev. “Your girls are killing it tonight!” Lev, inching closer to a drunken state, screamed into his face. His hot breath of alcohol made Luca wheeze and recline back.

"Don't worry about it, we are going to get her back, Now bobby, tell me exactly about what's going on." ___________________________________________ The car had finally stopped. Joshua, Ranz, Kyve and a tied and blindfolded Angel had arrived at Las Noches. Ranz picked angel and had her over his shoulder. angel couldn't move much because of how tight the rope was. She could speak because they taped her mouth and she couldn't see because they blinded her. But she could feel was fear. She didn't know what these men would do to her. They were ready to kill their own man, so they could do anything. They all walked in and arrive at the Throne room. Ranz put angel down and began to untie her. angel

I nodded, absorbing all the information he was giving me. "So what about half angels?" "They're called Nephilim, and frankly, they're annoying creatures. They watch over the different creatures to prevent power struggles and wars, but they think they're all high and mighty because they have angel blood." "Do angels like creatures like that?" I asked and he nodded. "The Angels think of them as their 'disciples,' so they are. Besides, they have been given the role of protecting living beings." "So where were they when you were attacked that night?" I asked, curious because it seemed that there was no one there to protect Cole the night he was attacked. There should have been beings like the Ne

Wings unfurl slowly behind them — not feathery, but sharp, metallic, blades layered like armor. Angels. Not gentle. Not kind. Enforcers. Every supernatural in the hall freezes. One of the angels speaks, voice echoing from everywhere at once. “Aiden Hale. Living Key. You are in violation of celestial balance.” My heart slams against my ribs. Matteo moves in front of me instinctively. “You can’t be here. This place is neutral.” The angel’s gaze slides to him, dismissive. “Neutrality has expired.” Another angel steps forward, eyes burning silver. “The Sentinel has exceeded his function.”

His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.

Put her souls together. “See you at night, I’m going to get a good sleep, damn tired.” “Can’t wait to kick me out.” The shirt she wore, was a big polo shirt, which stop at her upper thighs revealing her tattoos. She slides into black leggings. “...and it'll be fine. You don’t have to be scared. You might be the real Montana.” “I’m one.” The doubt in Fanny’s eyes, made her shut the door hard. And it felt the entire three-story building was crumbling.

Mrs Helena ordered. Josh wanted to decline staying but only a fool would want to be out in this terrible weather so he grabbed on to Isabelle and they all went inside. . . . The four angels and demons stood outside and watched them all run in, knowing well that this night could mean victory for either God or The Devil. "...and the fun begins!" Gentel said and sent a deadly smile Fawn's way. ******* The wind blew stronger and the heavens poured their clean dews all over the land on which the Clintons mansion sat. It was looking like it’d be a long stormy night so everyone was given a room to cozy up in till the next morning.

Ancient. Federico could do nothing but chuckle. But the sound rang hollow. Outside, lightning flashed in the mountains and across the neighboring building. Red dots glowed. Unmoving. Trained. Somewhere far above, the party kept laughing. Oblivious. And somewhere below that party, Angel slept— Soundly.. Peacefully. And at the center of it all— Tony. Getting closer. **

The explosion of ecstasy hit them like a tidal wave. Overwhelming and intoxicating as she fell back onto the bed, breathless and fatigued, but he wasn't done yet. With a firm grip. He grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. their nakedness rubbing against each other, his breath hit against her ear. "The night's still young," he murmured, the deep, husky voice resonating in her mind like a siren's call. The hours slipped away as they lost themselves in each other; the moon hung high in the sky, casting a slivering glow over them, a witness to their fervent explorations; gasps and moans filled the room.

Guests started leaving one after another, the music softened and Conversations became fewer. Near the entrance, Sarah and Ann were making their way toward the waiting cab that would take them home. Both women were exhausted but satisfied. The evening had turned out far better than either of them expected. Especially Sarah. She still couldn’t stop smiling whenever she remembered the job offer email. As they approached the vehicle, hurried footsteps sounded behind them. “Wait!” The girls turned simultaneously. To their surprise, Elvis was jogging toward them. Slightly out of breath. Ann blinked. “Elvis?”