Unlikely Angel Book Novels & Stories

Arrow growls from the side of me. “No, not a chance is she going to the underworld, and definitely not without one of us” Arrow snaps. Ares looks between my father and I, before sighing and pulling me onto his lap. He tilts my chin so I am looking at him. “Angel, what do you want to do?” I blink twice, wondering what kind of fucking twilight zone where my mates have swapped personality and my father basically wants to take me to hell to meet the high fucking priestess of all people.

The creepiest person I’ve ever met. Flanking him was Eliezer, a black man who liked to match Azer dressed in all white, was one of the oldest angels that helped found this Order, and… I had to blink to be sure I was seeing right. I saw an uncomfortable and annoyed Aidan glaring at the scantily dressed woman on Azer’s right.

Glancing back at the door, I felt the urge to back away, but I stayed back. Gulping hard, I reached for the book; it almost dropped off my hand due to its heaviness. I sat on one of the chairs and opened it. The first page had me reeling in shock. It was a history book of the generations that existed centuries before. From the first page, I was glued to the introduction of all the varying beings and their respective strengths. My eyes rounded like saucers when I saw the page about angels. I thought they were a myth, but I am reading about their existence on Earth. Each creature has a birthmark, and I was shocked to see the same mark as the one on my lower belly behind me. Wings.

Angel’s POV Back when Angel used to come here—years ago—with Federico and Bianca, his childhood friends, they’d once snuck behind the counter. Drunk and laughing. And they had found it. A slim metal door that led to the alley. Half opened. They had been young and stupid back then. And now, he needed that escape route. He pushed the bar’s door open. The soft ring of the bell above him sounded louder than it should have. Only two people were inside.

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

“Tara Igor. Age 21, studying in ABC college. Major in Finance” “No Boyfriend so far, good for her. If she has then I have to kill him”. I thought and continue to read “Parents – Mom Siya Igor and dad Alaric Igor died in a car accident. Brother Branson Igor, staying with Grandparents in Texas. She is half Indian and half German” So my dear is not from his place. I guess it is when she doesn’t know me. Even a child knows me here. I turned another page. I smirk at the information. “Soon, we are going to meet my angel. You will willingly come to me. There is no escape for you my angel. You born for me, and I will claim you as Mine” I said to myself

Carson, you asked Eddie. "You guys should stay away from her. She's not who we think she is. She just erased Brooke Baldwin and his friends' memories with just her bare hand". Eddie said to them which got them astonished. "Really, that means...". Ella hasn't finished her words. "I am just like you guys". Mrs. Angelina said to them. "And why should we trust you?". Eddie asked Mrs. Angelina. "Because I have the ancient book". Mrs. Angelina said to them which shocked them.

Chapter 18 "What?! Are you serious, Blake? She's here to kill you?" Veronica exclaimed after Blake told her about what he heard the other day and when she started speaking. "I'm serious, she's an angel, and her mission is to kill me..." he repeated. Veronica sighed, knowing that Blake was a vampire means it was not possible that the girl she thought was something special was actually an angel. She thought she might be like Blake or other creatures like a werewolf, after watching the CCTV footage but to find out she was an "ANGEL," she was surprised.

Peter sounded almost detached. “She is my mate. Nothing else has been on my mind.” I spat back upset at the insult. Veronica POV I sat in the chair with a massive old text on the desk. The book was 6 inches thick closed. I was about halfway through with no luck finding anything referencing fallen angels. Most of the books were written in German from the 1300s. I had a hard time deciphering; Theo was helping with ease. His experience with all the different languages was a talent I was overly jealous of.

"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.