Virtues Angels Appearance Novels & Stories

When it takes hold, I do the same for Jacob and Alexander. Just as I finish, Vidar pokes his head through the portal. “We’re good.” Still pissed, but more controlled, I nod and lead my mates through. The angels are now in their toned-down forms—tall, radiant, and vaguely human. Much easier to deal with. “We’re sorry. We didn’t realize—” Michael begins. “Save it,” I snap. “It’s been handled.”

Contrary to popular belief, angels were not pretty. Ten feet tall with three pairs of wings, they were surrounded in holy fire with a singular large brown eye in the middle to give judgmental glares at the poor individual who had the misfortune to be in their presence. The Fallen weren’t any better, without the holy fire, they just looked like a giant eyeball with too many wings. Azazel was the Watcher at the gate of Hell, guarding any demons from escaping to the world above and wreaking havoc. He would only let people through either by permission by the Lords of Hell or if he could be bribed.

The air in the room thickened, humming with anticipation. In a burst of white light, two figures materialized above the floor of the chamber and began a slow descent. Michael and Gabriel, archangels of great power, shone so brightly that many demons spontaneously fell to their knees, covering their eyes. Michael's armor of gold shone as if it were the sun, his wings folded in perfect symmetry, while Gabriel shone with a serene, calm light that seemed assuring yet commanding. Both looked upon the gathering with a mix of appraisal and silent warning.

' I knew she was right. The Archangel had almost reached the darkness, and I could see those demons properly now, their yellow eyes gleaming with lust as he promised them they could watch everything he did. Their teeth gnashed together as they bobbed up and down, and that's when I noticed their forms. I had thought they were round, nebulous blobs, but they did have small arms and legs, and one other appendage, extremely large and very hard cocks, which they are all rubbing enthusiastically. 'Open the door!!'

Birds, bees, and other insects hummed throughout the place. The scents that filled the air were nothing like that of the pollution of the human world outside the court's doors, and Layon and Angel glanced at each other in astonishment several times as they were led down the forested hallways by a rather tall and pretty fairy whose professional demeanor left her looking strict and unapproachable. “This place can’t be real,” Angel exclaimed when they had been walking for several minutes. Layon couldn’t help but admire the innocent astonishment on her face that made her look even more angelically beautiful

Angel Where are you" came his desperate voice Suddenly as if thunder Strom, there was light around him, he looked up a unique way of decoration, never in his life, he had imagined the use of the umbrella in decorations, his eyes travelled to the end of it and his breath hitched seeing the view The red light, what amused him it was in the shape of a heart and there stood his angel exactly at the same spot where he first saw hee, his eyes were stuck on the beauty inside that heart, it felt like that's his heart and his lady residing in there His legs rooted to the spot as if paralyzed He didn't even realize the absence of Bozo in his arms She looked divine in that dress, just like a fairy who

The God of the humans was the one that saved them, why will they care about these pathetic stares? While they were doing this, Angelo golden eyes returned to its dull iris. He suddenly falls down, but before his unconscious body touches the ground, a shadow leaped up from the window and motionlessly caught Angelo unconscious body. The shadow eyes that held that indifferent light inside of it for years now hold such a tender light nobody acquaintances from the shadow side could imagine.

“Fair, but you did not mention this before.” “Well, I think my lustful desire overpowered my senses, or the woman is far more human as she has been living amongst them for such a great time.” For but a moment, I pause, then I continue again, “I have seen her grace in her eyes. We had, well, I need not explain that part, but it was there glowing straight through her soul. There is no doubt that she is an Angel.”

Damien's POV How could he be so foolish? Inviting an angel to Hell was not only dangerous, but unheard of. When the angel king had stepped into the castle, the wave of pure energy was almost nauseating. However he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed it. After the male had left, Damien deeply regretted his choice in words. Upon first seeing Ashton, he was mesmerized by the angel's beauty. He had been told by various guards that Heaven's heir was a sight to behold, but he wasn't expecting this. With an annoyed grunt, Damien collapsed on his plush bed. Every moment that passed, he continued to curse himself for attempting to maintain his reputation. It wasn't his original intentions to cont

were standing near the door to the room. They were the opposites to Hades and his Demon friends, they were darkly handsome, oozing sexuality and seduction, irresistibly attractive to both males and females. Not the men looking at her, they were just as tall and just as powerful and stood like Roman Centurions in their golden armour, they had long golden hair and deep blue eyes. Goodness seeped out of them, along with kindness and love, their souls were pure and Melody instinctively knew what they were, 'You, you, oh my gosh, you are Angels.' She whispered getting to her knees and bowing h