The prince’s features became angry once more, but this was a different kind of angry. The twin dark pupils which rested in equally similar dark azure eyes flashed red as they turned to glare at the fallen angel. His beauty really was a travesty. Amy wondered not for the first time if God had wept when he was forced to banish the beautiful Lucifer from heaven. Lucifer. They didn’t know him by that name, here. Lucifer was a title reserved for legends. Here, he was the prince. “Is that true, my pretty little Amy?” his gentle voice was now full of scathing anger. “You are worse than a mortal.” The disdain in his voice was physically sickening. Amy felt suddenly ashamed. Worse than a mortal, that was the worst insult he could have inflicted upon her. Mortals were nothing, wisps of life to be taken at a moment’s notice. Playing pieces in a greater game between God and the prince, as they battled with each other for the right to reign over all of mankind. Angels were playing pieces, too, the only difference was that they knew this. Mortals were foolish enough to believe that they had some sort of a choice in the matter. “But I don’t want to be here!” she screamed, her frail voice lost in the great vastness of her surroundings. “I hate it here! I hate it! I want to go back, you know I do, you tricked me into coming here, you tricked me…” she dissolved into further tears. “Do you think He wants you, little angel who hates so much?” the prince laughed harshly. “Oh, I know he’s so forgiving,” his voice was dripping with sarcasm and bitter, bitter mockery. “But you cannot serve two masters.”
This is the story of me, Misty. I thought I was a true, regular vampire. But read to learn more about my destiny and the truth of my past. This is the story of how I found myself.
Translate: Sarah Luczaj and Vesna Dencic
Tessa is going to die and she know's it because Death himself told her so. Okay so he isnt actually death he's a Death Bearer he is responsible for carrying souls to the other side and he's also in charge of group of teens called Grims the teens are the unknown causes of death throughout the world and Tess has decided to join them. Hey anything is better the alternative which was her soul being taken and fed off by a soul collector when she is given the oppurtunity at a different kind of life she excepts it with alterior motives all she really wants is to get rid of the soul collector and live happily everafter with her grim lover a demon possessed guy named brick. Rae is alive but every where she turns are the undead starting with her best friend Tess and her not so good boyfriend Brick. Any sane person would have bolted the day a dead girl approched them but Rae didn't even when Tessa warns her to steer clear Rae seems to throw herself headfirst into the graves sometimes literally. Rae's all in and this catches the attention of someone lacking a heart and he has every intention on getting into her own.
"It's been 400 years since we found the mighty artifact, Enind - the Soul Sharer. Never in the memories of time did we find an artifact this powerful and declared our soul to it. We chained our soul, we are the Kalath, the demon of Aereth." I am Auron, Captain of the Therom Guardians. I am a proud demon! We've had the Enind forever. It is our treasure, it keeps our souls safe. But there are filthy humans, thirsting for power with their small brains, that won't ever understand. They will never bring my army down. The fire will burn them to ashes.
Jezebeth use to be human, once upon time. That era passed centuries ago, and now she’s the farthest thing from it. Walking amongst the mortals again, her new purpose in life is as a Succubus, a demon recruiter. Damning souls left and right, she tries to avoid him. But who is she to defy the will of an archangel, one who use to hold her heart. Archangel Gabriel still sees Jezebeth’s face every time he closes his eyes. Five-hundred years since the last time he saw her and the pain is still as excruciating, as fresh as the first day. Now, the woman who carved her name into his very essence has returned from the fiery pits bellow, and he must do everything in his power to end her.
A young Necormancer of mixed blood lines gives her soul to her god, Andoreous, to save her life and live. She will be his next chosen...if she can abide by his law not to love her Guardian in training, Omen...
Haunting of the souls lost.
An agnostic editor is drawn into battle against Satan for the souls of four individuals.
And so I come to the last soldier to find their way to me: Tori. She battles with two halves of herself, especially when it comes to the last night of her life, when she realises that her aunt and uncle have kept secrets all these years, when she finds that she can...do things... People she knew start to die, connecting these to her flippant comments Tori realises she has the potential to take back all that Boundary have taken from her. Yet, when she finds herself at the mercy of men from Boundary, she finds a renewed strength that awakens something within her. One corpse can lead to another... Does she have it in her to choose between revenge or doing what is right? WARNING: CONTAINS THEMES OF RAPE AND SEX.
Aria is a child of a reaper and a angel. Such child can not exist but because she is still young, the worst she can suffer being exiled and forced to walk among the humans. But she soon learns that her father is more than what she is appeared and she has to face the fact that she can not run from who she is and what she must do nor can she prevent the war of her two worlds.