Warrior Protector Archangel Tattoo Novels & Stories

“You’re not an oracle. How the hell did you have a vision?” I looked down at my forearm, fingers grazing the moon’s mark. My skin still tingled where the tattoo had burned into place. “I’m the Warrior of the Moon. She marked me. Then our pack’s oracle confirmed it. Conor, this is real. I wouldn’t call you with some bullshit fairytale.” More silence. Then a slow, gravel-lined breath. “I’m bringing my warriors. We’ll fight beside you.” Relief hit me like a wave and I slumped against the wall, hand gripping the phone like a lifeline. “Thank you, Conor. Really.”

I open the Team Rankings and lock onto my targets for tonight: [Rank 1: Elite Squad 1]. An hour later, I lock the door to Arlo's dorm. He's already turned his desk into a glowing, state-of-the-art hacking terminal. "Show me the nightmare list," I order, leaning over his shoulder. Arlo brings up the high-res patrol files. We scroll past the ridiculously handsome Archangel and Vampire. Then, I freeze. I stare at the third target for a solid minute. "Arlo...did you accidentally d******d a picture of a UFO?" "That's Raziel," Arlo shivers. "He doesn't use his human form. He's a biblically accurate Throne Angel."

Saint rushes forward and puts himself between the wolves and their captives, followed by Reaper who slides to a halt next to Ghost. “What is this, Saint?” Ghost growls and puts his head low, ready to pounce. “You’re protecting a hunter and a tiger? We thought you left so Bronx could get help, but you brought danger here instead.” “Everyone stand down. They are our friends. This is Arrow. He is a Greek God. Like the Luna is. He’s immortal, don’t attack him. It won’t end well for you.” Saint snarls and paces to be sure no one is trying to get closer. “And this is Suea. Yes. He is a weretiger, but he is no threat. He is an ally.”

Straightening his back and clenching the knees using his trembling hands made him cough to ease the clog in his throat. The young apprentice closed his eyes again as he sighed for the nth time of that day since he was sure that the winged silhouettes were the pillars of the heavenly world also known as the Benevolent World. The moment that the first angel landed, Apollo Sky opened his eyes and observed the commotion around him. ‘Oh, it is father.’ Clad in his formal knightly white uniform adorned with deep azure and red rubies to symbolize his gratitude to the goddess. The guardian angel also known as the great captain the leader of the heavenly hosts, and the warrior helping the children of

Her special ability was that any time danger was near, her scales would glow brightly, as would her eyes. Angel was also invincible to other supernatural powers. Since there were still some supernatural that didn’t follow the order of things, there was always a danger to humans. The humans knew that, but all shifters have proven to stand between humans and threats, as they were half-human as well. Shifters were treated like Gods, although Shifters refused to take on that role. To them, they were only doing what they thought was necessary to protect everyone. It wasn’t like Shifters turned against all supernatural to protect humans, they also protected other supernatural creatures from humans

"I'll be enjoying every moment of it." My cheeks are steaming red and glancing over at Galina, she is also blushing with her gaze downcast. She proffers me her hand and I wordlessly take it as I'm burning with fury inside over the dastard. My eyes catch sight of the tattoo on his muscled upper arm. The black ink of the Christian Cross encircled by a fierce Dragon, made a dramatic striking contrast against his fair skin. Some girls would think it was bad of a guy, however, to me it was bad news about a guy.

“No.” I said firmly. “I must insist. Yo-” the doctor stepped forward “You touch me with that needle and I won’t be the only one with a concussion.” I threatened. “I saw your tattoo. You can’t be afraid of needles.” Janine said. Damn, I had a massive tattoo of my wolf on my back. She was pure white, which is a symbol of royalty. “What is your tattoo of?” Axel asked.

"Ang bata ang tanging may kakayahang mag-overload sa Neural Net nang hindi namamatay ang mga taong naka-link dito." ​"Pero may problema," singit ni Mara. "Ang Prime ay protektado ng 'The Archangels'—tatlong dambuhalang mechs na binuo ni Gaia gamit ang data ng iyong Wolf Armor, Xander. Alam nila ang bawat galaw mo bago mo pa ito gawin." ​ANG PAGHAHANDA NG WOLF

I yelled at him, “That's the only way I can save you and protect myself.” “You don't understand,” the Angel argued, “You will forget who you are. Arwan is not your weakness but your protector, he's protecting you from the evil inside you. You can't handle it on your own.” “You will get killed here,” I retorted, “And this wicked man would find someone else to do it. So please, just do it and release me from the shackles.” “You will regret this Melonie Aeron,” He declared, “You won't even remember the ones you swore to protect. You will spill blood and once you do… there would be no returning to your normal self.”

Andrew had already clashed with Arya, and after her fall into darkness, her power had risen to an entirely new level. She was now no weaker than a dark progenitor, and in fact, she might have been even stronger. Otherwise, the Vampire Queen would never have made Arya her personal attendant. At the highest point of the battlefield stood two legendary figures. One had once been the Grand Archangel of Lomuia Grand Cathedral, the Number One Battle Angel, while the other was the brightest war star of Holtrien.