Valkyrie Angels Novels & Stories

Angel "Angel?" Rachel calls with her voice croaking a bit. Ally and I run to her. I wrap my arms around her and let her cry. "Why are you crying, Chel?" Ally asks while soothingly rubbing Rachel's arm. Rachel pulls away and wipes her tears. "Angel?" Ace calls behind. Rachel nods to tell me that they can come. "Here," I call and turn to wipe Rachel's tears as I can hear the guys footsteps' approaching. "Tell me," I plead. She nods again before hugging me.

The pressure on my throat vanished, and I dropped to the ground, coughing violently, air burning my lungs. Through my tears, I saw Iris. I was scared she wouldn't show up. I was scared it was my last moment. But there she was! She positioned herself between us now, eyes shimmering like dual moons, her aura enveloping me like a tide of tranquility. Her wings spread out behind her in brilliant defiance, and the earth shook under her bare feet “Ah… sister,” Valkyrie drawled, unfazed. “I always thought you were the wise one. But imagine… choosing a weakling to carry the pendant’s legacy.”

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.

“You’ve got a lot of soldiers on your side, angels watching you all the time.” “If you’re not treating me, then there’s no use. I don’t need angels watching me. Not my brother… not my father. I want you.” “I’m right here, aren’t I?” Valery smiled so wide her tears had to hide. It was one thing to be worried for a patient, and another to be devotedly tied to them - to the point where it hurt to see a single dent on a strand of their hair. Right now, her heart was swelling with everything vengeful and sweet. Outraged but happy. Ryan was awake, right in front of her - he stayed.

He’s the only one who flashes a smile but Azrael gave him a glare. The last boy was Radeuriel, has clean fringed-up chestnut brown hair and is the tallest and leanest. His ocean blue eyes fits with his long and narrow nose and thin lips that smiles eerily for Azrael. For an Angel, he has a piercing on his left eyebrow and lower lip. They were the Angel of Wrath, Mercy, the Earth, Command and the Archives, respectively. “Give this up. You know it won’t work.” Yerachmiel said, his voice is set as a quiver.

’ Czer snarled within me, his voice edged with warning. But the way out was gone. The Rift pulsed, alive and aware. And then — I saw them… Figures in the distance, caught between time. Lycans, witches, warriors… and among them, myself... Standing amidst the ruins of Valkyrie, sword drawn, blood dripping down my hands. “No,” I whispered. “That’s not real.” Valentina reached for me, her hand brushing mine. “Andres?” But her touch sent a violent shiver within me and something crushed before my eyes— two moons bleeding together, and between them, her silhouette standing alone, light pouring from her chest.

That was my primary concern. I relaxed my shoulders and felt my wings spring free like a switchblade, sighing I stretched them, letting the tension work their way out. My wings had black and red feathers, and unlike a bird's feather which were soft, and gentle a Valkyrie’s feathers were hard and sharp, able to slice through bone when needed.

The intense assortment of yellow, orange and pink colors all over the sky with the fiery orange sun going below the water, rays of pink, orange and yellow reflected on the water. ******

powerful motion moves that left him enthralled. Angel swore the ground shook. The act was an astounding statement that paused every single action, somewhat letting them all know the kind of shit they were in. Angel wanted to howl in triumph. And when Xavier straightened his spine and stood tall in his white fur glory, Angel felt his eyes smart with tears. He could not be more proud. But then Angel noticed it wasn’t only Freki that was now lying on the floor motionless, eight of the Weres Antonio Rufus brought were also unconscious now except for Bethany and Blaze.

Tyr whispered to himself. He reached to her beloved's hands and clasped them into hers. His eyes began to glisten once more as he summon the energy of nature, gathering all the elemental planes, even those that are not within the boundaries of his ability. Earth, water, fire, wind, and sky. The paraelemental, even the quaiselemental energies had responded to his call. The entire Valhalla had begun to shake. This is therefore his one last blow, he doesn't care.