Angel Mika'il Novels & Stories

Miya said genuinely. "Savior!" Chris chuckled again. "Don't think too highly of me. I'd prefer to be a devil." Miya then saw the coldness in his eyes despite his gentle and charming look. He's even better looking than Xenon. Miya thought. He speaks gently, and his smile, sweet, yet his eyes speak coldly. Miya hesitated for a while before she asked, "Could you please tell me how my friend Angela knows? She was terribly hurt. I remember last seeing her lying on the floor by the lift."

, Queen Amara said. "What champion? Who has claimed me?" I asked. "His majesty, The Archangel Michael. The very first of our species. "Angels!" Harmon shouted in my head, shocked. The Archangel Michael? That would explain the glow I felt. I read stories about the first angels, and their power was a legend, but never in a million years did I think I was a descendant of one. "What champion has he claimed me to be?" I asked.

"You’re all wet for me again." I whimpered again, holding so tight onto his shoulder without caring if he bled or not. "Cute." Malakai kissed my ear, his fingers sliding to my drenched middle. My pussy throbbed like a wound waiting for his hands to be the balm until— "Angel! Are you here?" Mikael’s voice rang throughout the air like a bell. For once, I despised the damn sound.

THE FORBIDDEN I smell her again and almost lost my balance; I knew her before I knew what falling felt like. Back when my name was not spoken in whispers beneath the sea, but sung in choirs that shook the heavens. I was not called Sea King then. I was Michael. An angel of the Third Light. We were not meant to love the way mortals love, we were meant to serve the creator, were built for devotion, our loyalty belonged to the Throne. Our voices were forged for praise. Our hands for war when commanded.

When Koda and Layla left, we walked them outside and Layla introduced us to the two angels who would be watching over our house. Kemuel and Ramiel are both very handsome angels, and they look like fierce warriors. I’m glad to have them guarding the house. Now I don’t have to sleep with one eye open.

Almighty Mike: A lot of time had passed since Angel officially became mine and I wasn't going to deny the fact that I've been the happiest all those months; she'd healed almost completely, she didn't look at me with disdain and judgment in her eyes anymore or scoff when I talked to her about the operations of the Archangels, she was the most beautiful, sweetest, most independent, funniest, smartest, most responsible woman I'd ever loved. Our relationship, in itself, has been one exhilarating hell of a roller coaster ride, but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Aphelion asks. “I only know of two Angels powerful enough to control something so dangerous,” Luka states, staring at me before continuing. “Michael and Lilith.”

I blink my eyes a few times trying to adjust my eyes from the dazzling sun shining through the skies. "Mi-Michael?" I said. "Yes? I'm here, mate," Michael replied quickly to me. "Ma-ma," I couldn't help but smile when I heard Ezekiel's soft voice again as he called me. "Are we in paradise?" I asked Michael. I don’t know what went through my mind when I asked him that question. I feel like we are in a paradise because of the different kinds of flower petals that are floating and dancing with the wind. "Well, this place looks like a paradise, mate. Yeah, maybe we're in paradise. Any place as long as I'm with you is a paradise, mate." Michael responded to me and then I suddenly realized that he

Isabella said annoying Camila "What is wrong with you? Are you for me or against me? You know what? The reason why I failed is because I have an enemy for a friend. A devil who calls herself my best friend but only works against me. Wait, are you helping the Carters?" Camila asked "Camila, you don't see it when someone cares about you, do you? If I am not supporting any of your plans is because I know it will not bring you happiness," Isabella said getting down to of bed and standing on the other side of the bed facing Camila.

“Mikhail is a Hybrid─angel/demon. He’s the only of his kind.” I’m stunned. I mean, I knew that supernatural beings existed, but it’s still weird. “Wait, does Nevaeh know?” I ask. Rowan nods. “Yeah, she does. Nevaeh is Mikhail’s mate, and she’s also a form of hybrid. She is half-angel and half-human.” I don’t comment for a moment as I digest what he’s saying. “That’s pretty cool. They seem really happy.” Rowan snickers. “Oh, yeah, those two can’t get enough of each other. I’ve stumbled upon some of their intense PDA moments. It’s also good that Neveah’s father changed the laws so they could be together.”