Angel Of Death Book Novels & Stories

Angela's POV We are already here inside our classroom. Lucifer is reading as usual while I'm just staring at him. He really looks so serious whenever he reads. I wonder what book is he reading. Well, I already know that it was a book with terrifying themes again. Back when we were just librarians, I often see him reading books with lots of killings including in it. “Lucifer.” I called him. “Hmm?” He said without looking at me. “Lucifer.” I called him again.

My future playing out here in real-time and being decided for me without my consent. Dad fought with years of skill that showed through his transitions and swift moves. He just had to wear the Alpha down. Alpha Austin had seen no combat and had only received combat training. He had no experience in pacing himself and I was certain that would be to his disadvantage. As the fight wore on it was clear both men were getting tired and Alpha Austin was making bigger, more obvious mistakes. If there’s one thing my father had taught me it was that there are two kinds of fighters. The kind that let their anger fuel them and the kind that anger makes them sloppy. And it was clear dad was the first and

his wife run inside "come on baby, it's just a birthmark on our baby, not an instrument for your research" he ignore her and continue searching, he stop at a particular weird-looking book "yes" he murmur, he open the book, I saw the picture of a Phoenix I saw something like Dracula royalty and something about reborn..... he close the book as his wife move closer, he places on her a hard stare "people that believe in coincidence are people that live in ignorant," he says, even as an angel I have to think deep on that, the Duke speaks like a scholar

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

"How dare he?" Anger surged through my veins. I started reading below that line and it didn’t take me a second to realize that it was written by Binnazun. The book was based on the legendary enmity between Angels and Demons and the mass exodus of demons after the partition of Heaven. The narrator was Binnazun as it was completely his side of the story which was nothing but a pool of white lies.

It took the perfect one then 10 years before he finally woke up. It is not that angels can’t be seen by human, but when the supreme one want one of his little one to see an angel, he would have already prepare the little one for it or would have taken something away from the angel he wanted the little one to see( am not going to tell you all what the thing is, I can’t reveal all the heaven’s secrets to you mere humans, so forgive me for that ) ( I would like to call the thing X ) This thing that was removed from angel will make their power less effective and they can be easily overcome by demons or strong human.

He then returned the books to their respective shelves. "Hey, Rails?" asked a very beautiful woman. He looked at what he was holding in his hand. "Wow, I just found out, the angel of death actually likes to read," he said, feeling amazed and surprised at the same time. It was unusual for Rail to read that many books in one day. Usually, Rail is most reluctant to read books for anything. He is an angel who is lazy to read. Rail is not smart, but he is very good at fighting and counting. Every time he heard what his mentor said, Rail would immediately catch what his mentor said. His tough nature is indeed Rail's true nature, which is a devil. Therefore, he really likes war more than reading.

“To tell you the truth, mistress, I do not know the details of the death of the gods. I have only lived for a hundred years, after the sorrowful death of the gods. For the specifics, I am sure Sir Charon and the other minor deities are well-aware as they were witnesses.” After her boring and unfulfilling meal, Angelique decided to walk around the mansion. She needed to learn the layout of the mansion. Though she did not feel that her life was in danger and everybody treated her well, she wanted to go back to her old life. As Rheie was always with her, she cannot make any moves yet. She would find the right timing later. She discovered that Hades’ office is on the right wing. The door was a l

Prince Xander lifted his face and looked at Tristan who was lying down. "Angel of death, I want to ask you. Why have you come to fetch the soul of this lying man?" The prince asked the grim reaper who was still bowing before him. "His soul is already weak and can no longer save his body. I have come to help hasten his death so that he does not suffer anymore," replied the grim reaper. "The angel of death, did he tell you that he wanted to die soon? Or did he ask you to hasten his death?" Prince Xander asked. "God of life, I'm just a servant who was ordered by the god of death to do this. No one can change his decision except you, god of life," replied the angel of death. "But I am not the go

The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body. "Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic. "Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually. "Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done.