Angelsau (17 angelsau stories)
When the angel of death came to collect corrupted souls, he did not expect to find a little girl trapped amidst the bloodbath. No human possessed the ability to sight him, but the little girl’s gaze bore straight into his eyes. With trembling lips, she made a confession that would forever change their fate together. “They’re after me.”
Taekwoon and Hakyeon both are in line to rule over a kingdom of angels, but the fight between their parents separated the two friends for good. Both young angels are crushed and hope that the two will ever reunite, because they don't want to see their parents fight against each other to let the other couple know that their son is better. When the two angels reunite, it doesn't take long before they fall in love.
Mark Tuan is a guardian angel, an angel that guides ones who are deemed fit to be angels ascend the Gateway to Heaven. He thought he had seen it all, from years of experience. Appearing in their lives since they reached their teens, growing into adulthood, watching them obtain their first job, start a family, and finally, sitting by their sides at their deathbeds. One job done. However, Han Mina was a special case. She was one of those who tears up at the mere
Momo has always been for Dahyun ever since she was still just a little child.Watching over her and protecting her from the many dangers of the world for she was Dahyun's guardian angel.But there is one problem,Momo fell in love with Dahyun and even plans on disobeying the Supreme one's command just to be with her.
When Changkyun sees Kihyun amidst his normal routine one day, he’s taken immediately and absolutely has to get to know him… Problem is, he’s an angel, and Kihyun’s a mortal. Will he be able to fight off the temptation, or is he willing to risk everything for a man he’s never even met? Requested by anon as part of a project I'm doing with Buffdaddy called MONSTA X Fanfiction Requests Forum! Request: Changki + Changkyun as a fallen angel AU Come by our page to
They say that pain is shared, misery passed between careful, cupped hands and nightmares trapped in a glass jar. But Zitao only remembers white feathers held over his eyes each night instead of fear in stark black. He remembers, white feathers and the stifled screams of an angel.
Dark. Light. Polluted. Innocence. They were different.
So I got inspired by the fanart up above of Chansoo. I don't know the true owner of the artwork, but if anyone knows please let me know so I could ask for their full permission. ;; I will NOT start this fic until I have finished