Veiled Angel Novels & Stories

The vision in front of Tony looked like—an ‘Angel’ had fallen from heaven—just to ruin him. To deliver justice or wrath, in silk and bruises. The ‘Angel’ stood tall. Trembling. Defiant. Desire. His royal blue robe hung loose from one shoulder. Barely clinging to the sharp edge of his collarbone. It was scandalous. Erotic. Obscene. A battlefield of a body on full display—thin, supple and graceful, with smooth porcelain skin that would bruise easily when grazed. Flawless, hairless—every inch was begging to be touched!

Her chest ached, and her vision blurred with the faces of those she loved most. Kael reached for her hand, but she shook her head. “No… this is my choice.” Aeron and Mira exchanged worried glances. Even Cassian stepped forward, cautious, knowing the prophecy’s cruel weight. Luna’s hands glowed brighter than ever, the moons swirling in perfect harmony. Her voice echoed through the chamber. “I give myself… so the Veil may live!” A surge of energy erupted from her, striking the Shadow King like a comet. He screamed as the fragments of the Eclipsed Moon shattered completely. The dark energy that had filled the temple began to dissipate, leaving only silence and faint glowing runes etched into th

My heart skips a beat, and I swallow hard, clenching my fist as I watch the slender figure take slow steps into trhe cathedral/ All heads turn in her direction, and a heavy silence falls. The light surrounds her, shielding her face and giving her an angelic appearance. She looks like an angel. A fallen angel. My lips curl into a smile, and my chest clenches as the sunlight begins to slip away, revealing the spotless white dress flowing behind her. Her face is covered with a veil, but it still doesn't hide her mesmerizing beauty. I can feel her sharp almond-shaped eyes staring right at me from beneath that veil, and I can imagine her full, well-carved lips curving into a smile.

I muttered, the name slipping from my lips like a curse. I hadn’t known much about him when I first saw her at the business event. She stood out, even among a crowd of polished faces and tailored suits. She wasn’t like them—wasn’t like us. There was a purity to her, a warmth I couldn’t define. I didn’t approach her then, didn’t dare to. She was the kind of light I had no right to touch. But he did. His reputation is like this: I don't know how Olivia believed him. Everyone in the business world knows him as a Casanova, but Olivia saw good in him, or maybe it was all just a facade. Now his true intentions are revealed, what he did to my Angel.

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

“He summons you.” I take the scroll. ‘It's about time.’ The words echo in my head as blurry, fragmented images flash through my mind. The only thing I can make out clearly is Angel. She is fully transformed, looking much more like an ancient, powerful creature than a human. She wears a dark, imposing crown upon her head, and I am standing beside her, kissing her deeply. I blink, the hallway coming back into focus. Did I just catch a glimpse of our future?

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

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."

She took one step and two ladies joined her in the living room both in uniforms and so did a woman in a white coat and a gentleman in a black tuxedo. "Er, who are you?" Camila asked staring at the four pairs of eyes looking at her. "I am Mavis," one of the ladies in uniform replied "I am Marian," the other introduce "I am Dr Chloe," replied the next lady "I am Martin, your bodyboard," said the man in a tuxedo "We are at your service," they said in unison "Wow, Mrs Carter got all of this for me," Camila thought with a smile "Thank you," she replied with a smile and Martin took her bag upstairs to what would be her room

Officers bowed and then left with madness in them. Amelthia walked on the road in a hospital gown and a hood over it and hospital slippers on her feet. She wore the hood cap so no one could see her face. As people would walk past her they would murmur. why is she in hospital clothes!!?? Is she a hospital runaway?? Her gownn showss shee musthave runn from a hospital. She looks so miserable. Amelthia did her best to ignore all the people talking around her. She sped walk straight getting far and far from the hospital.