Angel Gabriel Legion Novels & Stories

The celestial light that usually bathed the realm was dimmed by smoke, void, and chaos, and the sound of clashing divine power echoed across the clouds. Gabriel, Barachiel, and their brothers formed lines with the remaining angelic legion. Their wings shimmered with divine light, each beat of their feathers sending arcs of energy across the battlefield. The air vibrated with power as they clashed against the fallen, led by the twin Seraphs Sariel and Remiel. These former protectors had abandoned the Light, now wielding corrupted celestial energy with precision and lethal grace. “Zadkiel!” Gabriel shouted as he deflected a blast of corrupted light, the force throwing him backward slightly. “F

And yet now, after two innocent encounters with one forbidden redhead, he found himself risking everything. If my father finds out I'm fraternizing with the enemy, he'll skin me alive, Layon realized, yet a part of him was even angrier at himself for thinking of Angel as the enemy. She was just as much a victim of her father's actions as his father had been, if not more so. Lester Silverdale was stronger than ever, his legacy almost secured, and he never spoke of Axel. Yet Angel was clearly struggling every day to make ends meet, emotionally and physically drained.

Abigail asked the anger evident in her voice. “Also, I have kill your daughter and my brother, your son.” “Thats fucking great. Who’s your brother?” “Daniel. We are the Nephilim twins.Our father is the Archangel Gabriel.” “Awesome. This is just awesome.” Abigail said, the sarcasm thick in her tone. “I am sorry my brother put this weight on you. Ignorance is truly bliss for the human race. If everyone knew what was going on behind the curtain, nobody would ever leave their house.” Wyatt stated, shaking his head.

the angel stated as he glanced over his shoulder at Faelon. "He also tries to start Armageddon every millennium and is becoming very predictable in his ventures. You are a hiccup that has put a wrench in his plans since you found love with the needed sacrifice," Gabriel chuckled. They entered an office and Gabriel took a set behind the desk and gestured to the empty seat before it.

Gabriel's response came, each word measured and serious, "Back at the mansion as the only security. The 1 percent consists of Blanca, his Luna, Grinjo, his beta, Aiden and Carmen, his beta's children, and then me." A wave of relief swept through me, a soothing balm to the anxiety that had gripped my senses. The realization that I wouldn't have to worry about facing Gabriel on the battlefield brought a momentary ease. "Thanks for the heads up, Gabriel. You've done more than enough," I expressed my gratitude, acknowledging the crucial information he had provided.

Gabe uttered and held Larisa's hands. "Prepare yourselves. We're about to join a war again," Larisa mentioned and chuckled. The world just let them rest for a moment. Now, they are about to enter a war again and spread blood with their hands. "Haven't you heard?" Amber mentioned when she gave the baby to the maid. "About what?" Larisa asked immediately. "My father only mentioned this to me. The Gabriels are being attacked. They are the first target of every clan here in this Mafia world. I heard Amethyst and Agatha Gabriel were attacked yesterday," she discussed and took a heavy breath. It was indeed frustrating.

His men raised their guns and opened fire—shattering the wall in a storm of loud noises and glass. Until none was left in their magazines. Angel yelped. Tony wrapped him in his arms, his eyes never leaving the front entranced spectacle. The frosted glass totally shattered, clearing Bernardo’s path. He stepped inside. “Well, well…looks like I’m late to the family reunion.” Behind him, a mix of amed men. Santa De Leones. Luchese. And CIA agents. Beth stood behind Bernardo. Eyeing Tony and Angel. **

It really wasn't me, I add when I see my more experienced brother raising an eyebrow. "I trust you," Gabriel informs confidently, giving me a slight crush on the hand that he had earlier held between his own. Angel takes a deep breath. "We need to deal with each other," he arranges in a discreet and distant tone, his voice touched with concern. "In fact, and you should also keep an eye out for the eight possible new lethal products," my beautiful seconds in her typical twisted tone. While reminding the Fear Specialists that will come for them — bison. Second next , Angel 's phone rings and he takes it out of his jeans pocket.

Unlike Rafael, Gabriel chooses to meet us at Lucifer’s London home. Eyes wide, I bite my lip as soon as I catch sight of Gabriel. Like Lucifer, the man has a very confident swagger and ebony eyes. However, where Lucifer has dark hair and pale skin, Gabriel has a halo of golden curls and an olive complexion. He’s also several linches above six feet and perfectly muscled. There’s no doubt that all four males are gods among men with their ethereal beauty. What is most impressive, though, is his black, matte armor and Ivory wings.

"Even dogs are loyal. I trust that he is." Gabriel stand up, his voice low but firm. "I lost my entire team. I've fought alongside many of you. To stand here and hear my loyalty questioned is... insulting." Lila crossed her arms. "Fighting alongside with us? Funny how you're saying that. We're just fighting together because that's what the situation calls, but if ever we become an enemy, you're the first that I'll be killing." She said dangerously. "But we need answers, and right now, you’re the only one who can give them."