The Night Angels Novels & Stories

The moment my skin touched the metal, a siren began to wail—a deep, cacophonous howl that made the very walls vibrate. ​"The vault!" Betty screamed, her face twisted in a mask of maniacal fear. "It’s a lockdown! You’re going to be buried alive in here!" ​Suddenly, the ceiling panels hissed open. Four silhouettes dropped from the darkness, landing with the clinical silence of professional killers. The Archangels. They weren't wearing the suits of the Roman gala; they were in full tactical gear, their faces hidden behind matte-black visors. ​"Bloodbath it is," Malakai growled, a predatory grin spreading across his face.

We said we couldn't date each other's brothers; there was no rule that said we couldn't fantasize about them. Ugh. I was going to hell, wasn't I? "Hey, my parents' anniversary is today so they're going away for the night and Asher just texted me saying that he's throwing a party tonight. You're still coming over right?" Harper asked as we finished our final class of the day. Shit. Their parents were going out of town and he's throwing a party. There would be alcohol there and I sometimes couldn't handle myself around that crap. I was also still fantasizing over a guy I couldn't have and when I mixed alcohol with my emotions, it could get ugly.

The WORLD is full of Love and Hate. Only people with Courage choose to Love since it requires wearing your heart on sleeves and not many people can do that. —Mehak Gupta *plays The Nights by Avicii* AUTHOR'S POV: An Overview about Foundation When humans use words like Angels and Demons, Good and Evil, they don't realize how close these things existed near them. It's not just the not-so-human beings but also the worlds where these kinds existed. Most of the people categorized Angels and Demons to be living in Heaven and Hell with the predefined characteristics of pure and taint respectively which wasn't even ten percent correct. Heaven and hell were the places where a person's soul would be t

His smile fills me with so much dredd that I wish I had run out of the room when I first heard him tonight. Finally finding my voice, I shriek and Charlie cocks his head to the left side. When he straightens it and leans closer to my face, he whispers, "Your mom isn't able to help you right now and to tell you the truth, I don't think she will ever be able to again." It's clear now that the blood dripping from his fangs is my mom's and he has done something horrible to her. "I need you Anna. You aren't the ideal candidate for this, but Billie is too old for it to work. Taking your soul instead is the only chance I have now because you are still pure and innocent enough that I can use you

the third one hinted. "Damn that bitch, he stole my fun for tonight. Now do I need to find a new girl huh? Damn she looked like she would be good in bed." The man cursed again. "Looks like you were in a bad mood." "Now who the he-Mr.Knight?" The three men were shook to see Damian standing before them in all his glory, with a few people behind him and cars parked at the end of the alley. Damian smirked as he saw them bowing down to him as soon as they saw him.

Lashe asked. “Because they help each other shine, none of them actually shines than the other” Ibukun replied and Lashe smiled. At first, he really didn’t understand but he understood better now. A lot of people had helped him shine, his fans, his grandma, Uncle Sam, everyone around him and most important Ibukun. “There’s why you’ll never hear a star in the night sky” Ibukun added as she sighed and continued talking. “They always say STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY” THE END.

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."

I demanded and then I realized how our friends were looking at me. "Let her drink" Ted said. "I wanna see how drunk Angel is" Daniel added and Rachel snickered. "She's damn funny" She said while looking at Angel who was glaring at them. "Yeah yeah, talk as if I'm not here" she said sarcastically. Ally stood up and walked to the stereo. She put on the music and the guys started dancing while Angel would sit and laugh at their weird steps. " You're not going to drink?" Justin asked from beside me and I shook my head. "Not tonight" I said and watched as Angel walked to Rachel and they started dancing together.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

We drove the dagger and shard into the ground, light erupting, the cage shattering, the mirror collapsing, the void’s scream—my scream—mixing with hers, the shadow’s, as they vanished, not gone but pushed back, the chaos retreating, the cliffs stilling. We fell, Lucian catching me, Lyra beside us, the bond burning—us, alive, together. Killian and Mara staggered up, bloodied, wide-eyed. “Another one?” Killian gasped, his staff broken, his face pale. “How many damn Angels are there?” I clutched the dagger, the mark pulsing, Lyra’s shard glowing, the bond steadying me. “Four,” I said, my voice hoarse, the truth crushing me. “Lock, spark, flame, void. The Veil’s not just breaking—it’s us.”