Warring Angel Novels & Stories

she responded bluntly. “Either way, you don’t belong here, angel.” My words carried a warning, a promise of the darkness lurking within this forbidden world’s shadows. With a sudden surge of courage, she met my gaze head-on. “I may not belong here, but that doesn’t mean I’m afraid.” We stood locked in a silent battle of wills for a long moment. Finally, I shattered the moment. Unable to resist the urge to touch her, I closed my hand around her wrist, pulling her closer until our noses touched.

“So how are we gonna handle the Angel problem?” Lust asked as she walked into the bar. Envy, Greed, and Wrath were sitting at a table in the corner. They had taken the lead, leaving the others to just go along with whatever they could come up with. “Personally,” Lust continued. “I would just confront whoever this Angel is. They are interfering with the prophecy and we all know Micheal wants this war just as much as Lucifer. Why send an Angel to protect a soul that rightfully belongs to hell?” Lust was in the beginning stages of one of her famous rants. “It just doesn't make any sense. I mean..”

Hunter said coldly “Jared, you better hope you had your daddy’s approval for your little stunt earlier, because now you’ve confronted her in front of witnesses, that makes you responsible. Give your dad a message from me, he’s being dethroned.” She saw it before anyone else did, and automatically put herself between her father and Jared who had swung at him. She caught his fist in her hand and squeezed tightly. She said coldly “Say what you want about me, play your childish little boy games, but touch my father and I’ll make you disappear.” Devon by this time had himself between Angel and Jared, Jared was staring at her in shock, then said snidely “What kind of woman can do shit like that, y

"Why are you so serious, hm?" "Erick," Angel held back Erick's face which was ready to attack her lips, "I'm serious." "What's going on?" Erick raised an eyebrow. "The war between werewolves and vam-" "That's none of your business," Erick interrupted firmly. "But I was the cause," replied Angel in a high voice. "It's all my fault," said Erick while stroking Angel's cheek gently. "You don't have to think about anything." "But you are going to war, Erick... I'm afraid-" Angel paused his words with a fixed gaze on that handsome face. Slowly one hand reached out, stroking the man's jaw gently. "I'm afraid something will happen to you."

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men

Beta Dagon stared as he stared at Alpha Angelo, he was struggling to maintain his composure. “Him running his hands down her body. Are you prepared for that? Or did this just ruin your evening?” Beta Dagon asked as he stared at Alpha Angelo's reaction. With his eyes closed tightly, her hands turned into a tight fist, “Stop it Beta! Who said she will be luck enough for the moon goddess to pair her twice?” “What if she already paired?” Beta Dagon asked. The question spiked him to open his already turned red eyes, “To whom?” “As long as you don't start the war I will tell you. Promise me,” Beta Dagon demanded.

The officer spoke interrupting Aaron's words. "What do you mean?" "Hmm, I have seen many cases like these. Many girls just leave their house for so called love or boyfriend and when we trace them they will be found in hospital going for an abortion and maybe the girl jus-" A loud bang echoed through the cabin making the officer flinch with the sudden impact. Aaron's fist got collided with the hard wooden table in front of him and the blood rushing out of the cuts on his knuckles didn't bother him at all. The red blood is similar to his fiery red eyes as he tried hard to control his anger within himself.

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

Demons and angels clashed in a frenzy of sword and spell, their roars and cries of pain a symphony of war. At the eye of the storm, Lucifer and Luna met in a clash of titanic proportions. Their powers collided in a blinding explosion of light and shadow, each strike a test of wills and might. Lucifer's fangs were bared in a feral grin as he parried Luna's attacks, his counterstrikes fueled by the chaos within him. The ground beneath them cracked and split, molten lava spewing forth in geysers of fire and brimstone. Allistair, his Chaos a swirling mass of power, defended his mate with unyielding resolve. His power was a chaotic force, unpredictable and wild, clashing against the disciplined m

Her breath hitched. Her hands strained against mine, pushing at my chest—strong for someone her size. “I’m not yours,” she said between breaths, eyes burning. “And I won’t let you treat my life like a game.” I grabbed her jaw again. “Don’t talk about games, Angela. You played with my life first.” She twisted, fighting harder and managed to drive her elbow into my stomach. I stepped back on instinct. Just enough. She rolled off the bed and stood, breathing hard.