Warrior Angel Novels & Stories

Every time I pause, even for a second, he makes a small, distressed sound until I resume. "I love you," I whisper against his temple. "So much it hurts." A faint smile touches his blood-stained lips. "Love you... more, Angel. Always." He drifts in and out of consciousness after that, never fully asleep but never fully awake either. Finn's words echo louder in my head now. Azren is getting worse by the hour. The blood coughing is new and terrifying. And tonight... tonight the Werewolf Corps wants him at that meeting. I can't let that happen.

Her nostrils flared and jaw clenched. "Bastard," she muttered under her breath. "I'll get you back for this," she claimed loudly and stomped her way out of the ground. . . . . _____ . . . ."Minahil what happened? Have you swapped the party and now you are a companion to the angels because the descendant of Devil like you can't be happy over the success of her enemy." "Who said he is going to win?" Minahil sniggered whilst turning to face Yara.

became trouble for the human of those days, they were stronger than hundreds of human strength put together, there appetite for food and drink could not be satisfied, the world could not leave with them for their existence was making the world going hungry and lack, they gathered themselves and planned a war, and against all odds the heroes of the first world, they pressed harder and victory was near, when the father who had gave birth to fathers of those giants saw that human were having upper hand over his grandchildren, he looked and found a woman called Aura, a young woman who reside on a bank, the woman was the kindness of all woman, and also gentle, she had been treating a giant one w

Eighteen warriors stood before me. My angelic guardians Gabriel, on his right stood Seph, his lieutenant. Behind them stood Malak, Ronin, Selene, Sariel, and Parisa. To the right stood my fallen guardians. Adrian standing proud. On his right stood his lieutenant Celestria. Behind them stood Ramiel, Louis, and Morgan. And finally to the left stood my human guardians. They’re not mere humans anymore, with gifts of their own and access to my powers they were demi-gods. Dean stood before his team, my acting general. Behind Dean stood, Nefertari, Briseis, Ramses, and Khutulun.

She felt sorry for him. "In order to stop the creatures from killing us, the elders made a decree. Shadow warriors would be paired with dark angels",Xavier continued. "Dark Angels are extremely powerful creatures, almost as powerful as the Shades. They have the power to see past, present and future. They can communicate with spirits and have the power of nature in their palms. When a dark angel pairs with a Shade, they become stronger and indomitable, thereby making it difficult for the stronger creatures to slaughter us. A union between a Shadow warrior and a dark angel makes them stronger than the strongest creatures"

She knew that skill very well, she was the one that taught them after all. After she passed by nine of the contestants, she got to the last one. The angel also bowed and faced forward but unlike with the others, Beth did not move away. She came closer and narrowed her eyes at the angel. The warrior was taller than she was but he or she did not have the figure of a warrior or carry any aura of power. Instead, Beth sensed innocence in the highest level. She came a bit closer that her head was close to the angel's chest. Even though she was not staring the angel in the eye, she sensed fear. The warrior was not masking his or her feelings like the others and was visibly struggling to keep him/he

I wonder if he's wearing any underwear. "Stop looking at me like I'm a piece of fine ass!" Devon said as he walked towards me. "Sorry, the force of habit! I was just admiring your dress." I told him and giggled. "It's not a dress! This is a warrior uniform!" He replied angrily. "How can warriors fight wearing dresses?" I asked, still laughing my heart out. "For your information, I'm an archangel which means that I'm a warrior." He informed me. "Archangel huh? Like Michael? I asked based on my stock knowledge.

I turned my back on him and stalked away, further into the gardens of the rundown mansion of where we had found the nest. “Harper,” he called after me, but I didn’t stop. I worked hard these last six months, taking down this scum. I was still figuring out what being a warrior of the Divine Order meant. I knew I looked like I took to it easily, but I still had questions. My knowledge amounted to that I could fight faster and better and when I touched my angel blade, it glowed and neutralised those with demon blood, turning their own blood against them. I didn’t have an angel sitting on my shoulder. It didn’t work that way for us. We were the angel not separate from it.

“I have one more test I’d like to try before Aolis and I head home and begin adding to your chronicles. What I'd like to do, is see if Angel can use her ability to direct her aura on Cara’s aura.” Ailduin turns to Rik. “Can we get a couple of your warriors again?” Rik calls over a few of his warriors, Trevor running over in his excitement to assist again. Apparently, he enjoys seeing how strong we, as Guardians, are compared to himself. There were five warriors this time. “Okay, Angel, stand behind Cara and put your hands on her arms.” I do as I he asks, but rather than putting my hands on her arms, Cara reaches back and we hold hands. She squeezes them, then smiles at me over her shoulder.

And if he chose to steal a kiss or two in the process … Wiping her hands down her skirts, she eyed the sleeping warrior and then decided that the best way to monitor his condition was to sleep right where she’d done so before. She gently moved his arm aside and crawled against his side. Immediately his arm clamped around her and he turned his head as if seeking her. It warmed her to her toes when he murmured, “Angel.” She smiled and snuggled a little closer to his warmth. “Aye,” she whispered. “Your angel has returned.” ************* How quickly the angel became the devil. As the warrior’s fever raged throughout the next day, he alternated cursing Keeley as the devil’s handmaiden sent to dra