Angel Ghost Novels & Stories

She sat up. “Okay. . I have seen those souls and creatures with my own eyes and I do not have anyway to deny it. This is the underworld. That old, wrinkly man is Charon. And you are Hades, the god of hell. But--” she threw her arms in the air, palms up. “I am not Persephone, that just cannot be. I am Angelique. I have been Angelique the moment I was born. I am a mortal. I do not have any power. This is just impossible.”

Then suddenly, I heard thunderclap, it was different from earthly thunder, it’s a form of thunder that can only be heard by divine ones like me, and the only reason the thunder can occur was if there’s any form of disruption in heaven, and disruption in heaven can be caused by many factors, like if someone breached the boundary of heaven and earth without formal procedure, or if there’s a brawl in heaven or the taking of the water of life by an impure angel and other factors. But whenever there’s a disruption in heaven, I’ve heard from the greater one that angels on earth are prone to exposure. Their invisibility wears off and humans will be able to see them. The problem was that I was direc

Angelo cried in terror until he vanished along the swirling motion. The demons who possess strong spatial magic took Angelo. Despite the powerful spell surrounding the southern walls, demons can still cast a spell. ***** I fluttered my eyes open and clenched my fist. “Angelo, wait for me. I’ll rescue you no matter what.” I mumbled. Yael, I know what you are planning. “Alice, did you locate him?” Willow asked. “Yes. The demons got him.” I said. “What?!” Sabrina and the others reacted.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

As if he was caught in the flames from a dragon's lungs and there was no escape. The rain that fell did nothing to extinguish them either. Damascus closed his eyes and let the feeling overwhelm his sense. That was until he felt that he was no longer alone. Damascus slowly opened his eyes, and his vision was filled with the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes. Light shown from behind her and cast what looked to be gold wings coming from her back. Damascus had never heard of a golden dragon before. He wondered if the woman who looked like an angel was in fact one. One that had come to take him to his grandmother.

“She’s alive… or she’s a ghost. She’s come back to destroy me. All of my plans- everything I worked for- it’s all falling apart!” The door burst open suddenly, and Carlene rushed in. “My Lord!” I didn’t even look at her. I just kept crying, rocking myself back and forth. “I saw her, Carlene… I saw Rose. I saw a ghost.” Carlene froze for a moment and then slowly walked closer. “My Lord… she’s not the one.” I lifted my head sharply, my eyes wide and swollen. “What did you just say?” “She’s not Rose, her name is Angel.” Carlene said gently.

Ramos said as he led the way to the corridor with the ghost wolf at his side. Angela understood. When the wolf spirit had invaded her dreams, she’d been able to see through its spirit as it ran free through the moonlit forest. Angela stepped from the room and heard shouting and banging. At the end of the corridor the dungeon’s double doors groaned and creaked… to be continued…

I asked, a burst of anxiety knotting my muscles and sending Stormy to growl overboard. “There is no, baby, Grant. Gina was possessed by a demon, one connected to the Bellsciliet Sect.” “Bellsciliet? Wait, that sounds familiar! That’s Elijah’s sect! So, he got Gina possessed to prevent Grant and I from being together?” Angeline’s eyes widened as her hand wrapped around my arm, grasping firmly. “I don’t know,” Stine sighed. “Gina is back to her normal self and completely disgruntled. She is still in the clinic, recovering after the demoniac magic left her body.”

Daniel, my son, I remember that night like it was yesterday. We were fleeing from the entity that Belzebub warned me about - Azrael, the Angel of Death. When he appeared, I shielded your eyes, pleading with you not to look, as he demanded I hand you over. Deli, our former babysitter, tried to help, but Azrael's power was too great. In a desperate attempt to protect you, I blocked his gaze, but he revealed his dark angelic face, letting out a piercing scream that almost threw you and Deli off the bridge.

Angel said timidly, "No, there's a horrible snake outside. It will eat me." "Don't worry. I just killed that hateful guy. Look at the sunshine outside." "Really? Will it come back?" Angel's soul was indeed that of a little girl of six or seven years old. But her spirit was trapped in here, so she couldn't talk or do anything like a normal child. "It won't come back again. Shall we go out to play games now?" Angel nodded and followed Qin Haodong out of the small black room. At the same time, he chopped the small black room into pieces with his sword to prevent recurrent trouble.