Turning Angel Novels & Stories

He shook his head. "Daniel Grigori..." He trailed on. I remained confused. He sighed and stood up straight. "I'm a fallen." "Fallen? You're an angel?" I backed away and dissolved into a puddle of laughter. My stomach was shaking now. "Oh-oh my God." I continued laughing and turned to look at my unconscious mother. "He's an angel." I told her, laughing even harder. The 'fallen' looked at me weirdly. "I have met a lot of weird and psychotic human beings but you, Dawn Turner, are by far the worst." I stopped laughing and glared at him.

The creatures of the Ambivalent world believed the circle of life and with this – it helped them move on quite easily. The creatures around the Turning their heads, the beings with light colored hairs paired with their white and silver garbs adorned with golden linens and jeweled buttons strode towards the center of the meadow where the Methuselah tree was located. Leading the troop of angels who were clad on their knightly uniforms was a woman who was being guided the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful.

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

I also wouldn't mind if you have constructive criticism about my book. SERAPHIMS- Also known as the burning ones. They are the highest angelic class and are caretakers of God's throne constantly singing praises to God. They are described as fiery six-winged beings with two wings that cover their faces and two that cover their feet and the last two they use to fly.

I instinctively replied, "Yes, I'm done." A man in a white robe appeared behind me like a ghost and said, "Congratulations, Ms. Martinez. Because of your kind nature, your soul is pure. From now on, you can join the direct department of the underworld." Then, I realized that I was also a ghost. I excitedly circled around him and asked, "Are you White Enforcer? What about Black Enforcer? Where is he?" "Who's Black Enforcer? I don't know anyone by that name."

I turned to look at her but her stunning white hair was the only thing I get to admire as she turned her back on me to go for the screaming Alex. "I am an angel who doesn't belong in the Underworld...."

If I knew that he's going be the demon that pries on my soul, I wouldn't have met him. His eyes, his dark brown doe eyes which used to depict pure warmth and affection, were now dripping of dominance and cruelty. His doe eyes were no longer innocent, but they're flaring with rage. Against me! He looked like he wanted to see me suffering, the corner of his lips were tugged up forming a satisfying smirk. The man whom I used to adore transformed into a man whom I would like to erase from my life. Seeing him smiling, hearing his voice, sensing his presence gives me shivers.

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.

I have to prepare them. Alex rushes towards us from afar, we sense him reach to us. 'Alpha, Luna… the dead victims and necromancers started moving! They are heading to us!' It is time, my heart is pounding fast and I sit on the bed inside the tent we all are. I see Raziel and his friends also inside, as well as Aen and his brother. Demark and Smithson also gathered together with Aeolus and Zareen. I look at them all and say all I can to them as time runs out. "An Angel reached me and used his powers to make me remember… who it was is no important now. His message was clear… He said that we are facing the Dark Angel of Fire, and his fire is the most powerful of all, the one that burns even so

My eyes scanned everyone until I found who I was looking for. ‘Fuck…’ my brother said when he also saw her. Angel was wearing a black and gold sundress that cinched around her chest, laid flat against her toned stomach, and flared out at her hips. It ended a couple of inches above her knees. The gladiator heels that had ribbons that wound up her calves made her legs look like they went on for fucking days. As if sensing our gaze, she turned her head and smiled brightly at us before making her way over.