Author's e-books - Angel. Page - 3
Yotiro Hayama is a hunter. He has to capture and kill "them". Who are "them"? you ask. Well, they're a different species than the normal people. Yotiro was trained by a man in the shadows and is ordered to kill. Read to know more.
“GET OUT OF THE WAY!” Doctor Sara Ophelia yelled.
Three doctors ran down the hallway with a young boy on a stretcher, an ambulance had just picked him up from a car crash. A garbage truck had run a red light and nailed a family in a mini-van. The boy was the only one who survived, and if they didn’t him to an operating room and clear this shrapnel from his spine none of this family would survive. They pulled into the room, tore off his shirt, and started the removal.
Chapter 1&2
more to come!
Angela is an ordinary angel
Can you pull in a Leviathan with a fishhook, or tie down its tongue with a rope? Can you put a cord through its nose, or pierce its jaw with a hook? Will it keep begging you for mercy? Will it speak to you with gentle words? Will it make an agreement with you for you to take it as your slave for life? Can you make a pet of it like a bird, or put it on a leash for the young women in your house? Will traders barter for it? Will they divide it up among the merchants? Can you fill its hide with harpoons, or its head with fishing spears? If you lay a hand on it, you will remember the struggle and never do it again! Any hope of subduing it is false; the mere sight of it is overpowering. Nothing on earth is its equal, a creature without fear. No one is fierce enough to rouse it. Who then can stand against me? Who has a claim against me that I must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to me. I am she, the natural mother of all things, the mistress and governess of all the elements. The initial progeny of worlds, chief of the powers divine. The principle of them that dwell in heaven, manifested alone and under one form, of all the gods and goddesses; at whose will the planets of the sky, the wholesome winds of the seas, and the lamentable silences of hell are dispersed. I am, that I am.
Ceciliana StormWynd is just like any other child of royalty, carefree, loving of her siblings, wishing her wings would grow in, and anxious for her fostering to begin. She knows that growing up is hard, and fostering is part of that, but little does she know how hard life will be for HER..
I can see that the Paradise is a garden with bear-falls of wine and champagne, brooks of milk, streams of sweet and neat water and beautiful sweet smelling flowers of every type and colours. And, it is such a scenic place, which is beyond any comparison with the worldly picturesque of beauty and charm.
My eyes stare into his, he looked at me in awe and shock.
"But your dead." He said, he dropped his backpack and dropped to his knees in instinct.
In his eyes, I was a creature from the heavens. I granted him wityh my presence and it just sickened me to see to see the effect that I had over the most popular boy in school.
Based on the song 'Abraham's Daughter' by Arcade Fire. My thought on what the song would look like. I love The Hunger Games also.
Enjoy~
Clarabelle: A fallen angel, due to the a secret that manage to uncover itself. Jacob: A shapeshifter who is infatuated with Renesmee, who is becoming an adult. These two path meets and, no pun intended, hell breaks loose.
Yotiro Hayama is a hunter. He has to capture and kill "them". Who are "them"? you ask. Well, they're a different species than the normal people. Yotiro was trained by a man in the shadows and is ordered to kill. Read to know more.
“GET OUT OF THE WAY!” Doctor Sara Ophelia yelled.
Three doctors ran down the hallway with a young boy on a stretcher, an ambulance had just picked him up from a car crash. A garbage truck had run a red light and nailed a family in a mini-van. The boy was the only one who survived, and if they didn’t him to an operating room and clear this shrapnel from his spine none of this family would survive. They pulled into the room, tore off his shirt, and started the removal.
Chapter 1&2
more to come!
Angela is an ordinary angel
Can you pull in a Leviathan with a fishhook, or tie down its tongue with a rope? Can you put a cord through its nose, or pierce its jaw with a hook? Will it keep begging you for mercy? Will it speak to you with gentle words? Will it make an agreement with you for you to take it as your slave for life? Can you make a pet of it like a bird, or put it on a leash for the young women in your house? Will traders barter for it? Will they divide it up among the merchants? Can you fill its hide with harpoons, or its head with fishing spears? If you lay a hand on it, you will remember the struggle and never do it again! Any hope of subduing it is false; the mere sight of it is overpowering. Nothing on earth is its equal, a creature without fear. No one is fierce enough to rouse it. Who then can stand against me? Who has a claim against me that I must pay? Everything under heaven belongs to me. I am she, the natural mother of all things, the mistress and governess of all the elements. The initial progeny of worlds, chief of the powers divine. The principle of them that dwell in heaven, manifested alone and under one form, of all the gods and goddesses; at whose will the planets of the sky, the wholesome winds of the seas, and the lamentable silences of hell are dispersed. I am, that I am.
Ceciliana StormWynd is just like any other child of royalty, carefree, loving of her siblings, wishing her wings would grow in, and anxious for her fostering to begin. She knows that growing up is hard, and fostering is part of that, but little does she know how hard life will be for HER..
I can see that the Paradise is a garden with bear-falls of wine and champagne, brooks of milk, streams of sweet and neat water and beautiful sweet smelling flowers of every type and colours. And, it is such a scenic place, which is beyond any comparison with the worldly picturesque of beauty and charm.
My eyes stare into his, he looked at me in awe and shock.
"But your dead." He said, he dropped his backpack and dropped to his knees in instinct.
In his eyes, I was a creature from the heavens. I granted him wityh my presence and it just sickened me to see to see the effect that I had over the most popular boy in school.
Based on the song 'Abraham's Daughter' by Arcade Fire. My thought on what the song would look like. I love The Hunger Games also.
Enjoy~
Clarabelle: A fallen angel, due to the a secret that manage to uncover itself. Jacob: A shapeshifter who is infatuated with Renesmee, who is becoming an adult. These two path meets and, no pun intended, hell breaks loose.