A Biblical Accurate Angel Novels & Stories

(Titus p.o.v) I strode over to the throne and kneeled to my queen and king. “Rise,” she stated. Standing up, I remained silent. “Do you have it?” “Yes,” I answered carefully while pondering why did she want the angel essence of Gabriel. An angel essence Is connected to that person. If they become corrupted, so do their essence. When being sent into The Dark World, angels become demons. When demons are sent here, they die as soon as day breaks.

'Funny you should say that actually, because usually I do. 'So, what's different now?' ' What's different?' he said, his face twisting bitterly. 'What's different, Casey, is that what happened yesterday should never have happened. That thing you saw – the Angel – is no ordinary angel sent out to wreak divine judgement on those that have seen our world. That Angel was a Cherubim and I haven't seen a Cherubim in a very, very long time.' 'A Cherubim?' I frowned. 'You mean, like a Cherub?'

Abel spoke, jumping up and down on the bed. “You’ve completely lost it. How am I supposed to talk to a Goddess? She is a Goddess.” Zadkiel rolled his eyes and got up from the bed to turn off the TV. He was done with this conversation because Abel was talking crazy. Plus he didn’t want to draw much attention. Everyone knew he never watched that much TV. “I know but you’re an angel. There are ways that angels can connect to God better than any other creatures because they are spiritually close to God.” Abel tried to make him understand. Zadkiel ignored it and turned off the TV.

I take a quick shower to wash of the sweat and grime from training and brush my teeth before walking to the small wardrobe and pull out some sweatpants and boxers. I slip them on under my towel and hang it over the door to dry. When I turn around Divina is no longer on the bed, and I hear the bathroom door close. I settle in the recliner with my pillow and blanket and pick up the book I’ve been reading. One of the elders in the village let me borrow it. It is a full history on the angels and how they came to inhabit earth. I don’t understand why they don’t just live among the humans like we do. I think I will ask Michael about that in the morning. I know he blended in and told me he didn’t e

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

" He said but the goddess was unwilling to believe. God just smiled and closed his eyes and suddenly the earth was visible in front of them. All the souls were looking like a light beam. Some were shining brightest while some were less and some were just dark. But only the rarest were shining such brightly that even angels will feel shame. "look at this soul..." god showed a soul just like that. Brightest. Maybe even more bright than angels. "How is this even possible... !" goddess exclaimed and god just smiled. "It is not that angels have to fall in love with angels...love has no bar..." he said but the goddess huffed. She swiftly moved her hand and removed it.

Azren's voice floods my mind again, laced with urgency. 'Angel, answer me. Where are you? I'm coming.' My heartbeat accelerates. 'No.' I push the thought towards him as hard as I can, hoping that the bond will carry it. 'Don't come. Not yet. I need information. Stay away. Please.' 'I'm not leaving you with her.' 'Azren. Trust me. Stay back. I need to know what she wants. I need to know how to stop her.' He's silent for a moment. Then he replies grudgingly.

At his command, they began filing out of the hall, heading toward the very doors where I was standing. Seeing my opportunity, I stepped forward and entered the hall while they made their way outside I moved farther inside, allowing the men to pass around me as they left. One by one, they disappeared through the doorway until the vast hall was finally cleared. Then his voice reached me. “Angelicca, it is a pleasure to see you again,” he said formally. I turned my attention toward him. The Alpha Lord adjusted his posture, straightening himself in his seat as he settled more firmly upon the chair at the top of the altar.

Angel’s POV Ace seemed torn, caught between the darkness that enveloped him and my offer. His voice cracked as he spoke, "But what if I never get better? What if I'm stuck like this forever?" I drew a deep breath, my voice filled with determination. "Ace, I won't pretend to have all the answers, but what I do know is that there are professionals who specialize in helping people like you navigate through this darkness. They have the tools, the knowledge, and the experience to guide you towards a path of healing. We have to believe that there is hope, that there is a chance for you to find peace and happiness once again."

"THEN FUCKING DO SOMETHING, NIMROD!" "I'LL GET HELP!" Daniel riffled through the drawers to his little pulpit and pulled out a key ring with a thousand keys on it. A couple of wafers of ambrosia fell out on the floor as I hunched down, screaming as my fingers blackened. Underneath was tanned skin, and I couldn't tell if that was a good or bad thing. An ear fell off, and Daniel looked like he was going to vomit. "Oh fuck this!" Angels, as a rule of thumb, did not reveal their true selves when humans were around, alive or dead.