Angelxmortal Stories

Angel. That's what he'd describe Briar who is a gentle loving soul. The way his lips curled into a smile whenever a moment of happiness arrives. How a small gift immediately eases his heart. His blond lover is an angel. Pure. Never to be tainted. But what was he? A devil? A man? A conflicted soul? A loving man despite his despised persona from the haunting memory of his past that he now oh so regret? One where he embraced his ambition of becoming everyones nightmare. Even as centuries passed for him. Finding every reincarnation of his angel to love and cherish each as their lifetime passed and he further learned. Everything. Of him, his experience, pain and all. Now that Briar, the reincarnation of his angel in this lifetime. He'll savor every moment, even if it means absolute pain. -Immortal x Mortal -This is school drafts -Writer's block 😞 -Need someone to sketch them -Angst 😋, need your tears y'all

Based of Avagado6's art of an "guardian" Angel. Warning: this story mentions SA, SH, Abuse, and "Sewerslide" Everyday is the same thing for Dàinn: Wake up, Work, eat, Sleep. To the point where they realize that there isn't much to go in for. Until an Angel has been sent from the heaven above to "help" them have more life. But the angel seems uninterested by the given assignment, and has other motives...

I'm a creative writing graduate and this is the story I have been working on in class for the last couple semesters. I would love thoughts from people interested in the story. Synopsis: 25-year-old GRACE-bright-smiled, overworked, and quietly unraveling-has one goal: keep her terminally ill mother alive, no matter the cost. But after losing one of her three jobs to exhaustion, she's out of time and out of options. When the charming but dangerous owner of the nightclub Apex, known only as BOSS, offers her a lifeline, she takes it. The job is not what she expected. Grace is used to serving coffee, not collecting secrets, leverage, and blackmail material for a man who thrives on exploiting the city's underbelly. And when Boss decides she's useful, he gives her an impossible order: get close to a man named Sam... and kill him, or her mother's treatment ends. SAM, a cynical, fallen guardian angel now trapped in a mortal body, hides his once-divine features behind a brooding exterior and a stiff sense of justice. Cast out of Heaven and stripped of most of his power, he wants only one thing: redemption. By day he helps a priest in the church he calls home; by night he hunts corruption across the city, hoping heroic acts will restore what he's lost. But after a bad day, he wanders into Apex, inadvertently wrecks part of Boss's operation, and earns himself a death sentence. When Grace and Sam meet, something unexpected sparks: Sam feels an ancient pull to protect her, Grace feels seen for the first time in years- and neither realizes they're standing on opposite sides of a trap. Grace must choose between saving her mother and betraying the only person who makes her feel safe. Sam must decide whether Grace is his destruction... or the very thing that might restore his faith. THE BURDEN OF WINGS is a present-day supernatural, urban fantasy with romantic elements. It explores the lines we cross for the people we love- and how those choices can ruin us or redeem us.

(TW: health problems, hospital, death, mention of SH) Once, he stood among stars, cloaked in the unyielding light of Heaven. Micah was born of flame and purpose, shaped by the breath of God and bound to the will of the divine. He was a guardian, a messenger, a sword sheathed in holiness - until he wasn't. This is the story of a fall not written in scripture. It is the story of an angel cast from grace without understanding why. No trumpets blared. No final battle was fought. Only silence. Only the severing. Now he crashes to earth - wingless, forgotten, trembling in the garden of a world that was never meant to hold him. He bleeds in your backyard. He weeps in your shadow. And though he has lost Heaven, perhaps he will find something else in its absence. This is not a tale of salvation. This is a tale of aftermath.