Angel Of Destruction Novels & Stories

Her left ear had been sliced off cleanly and her right shoulder spotted a large bruise; however, her eyes were brimming with the intent to fight, and her spirit was unsullied. Opposite her was the Hand of Destruction, the archangel Michael. In his hands was a tree branch and based on how he twirled it carelessly, it was an ordinary stick. Unlike Kylie, his clothes were as neat as clothes freshly removed from a dryer. His eyes were filled with appreciation, and his lips were curled into a gleeful smile. Clearly, he was having a lot of fun. As for the evidence of this fun? Well, the destroyed vegetation was enough proof of this. For as far as the eyes could see, there was nothing in its natura

The air crackled with energy, a charged atmosphere that hummed with the potential for further destruction. Lucifer and Luna, locked in their deadly dance, showed no signs of fatigue. Their powers clashed in a relentless storm, each strike a test of endurance and will. Allistair, his Chaos a whirlwind of energy, fought alongside Cerberus, their combined might a formidable barrier against the angels.

As they made terrible screams, standing up immediately, she picked the broken pentagon, which has broken into five pieces, picking the pieces together, she heard a mighty cry from Makeficient, now the last part to kill the devil was to burn the pentagon, and burning the pentagon meant killing the devil, and with her hands, she formed her fire, placing the pentagon on the ground, she sliced her arms palms, mixing her blood with fire, she burnt the pentagon into shreds, the blood of a white witch and the fire from a white witch, was all it took to destroy Makeficient and all the witches and then seal the magic, she heard a painful scream from Makeficient, watching as the devil burst into tiny

I glanced sideways over at them both looking to see if I could tell if they were mates. "Is my daughter your mate," I asked the young dark angel. It was strange seeing one with yellow demon eyes and I wondered what he truly was. He was very handsome and if I wasn't mated I certainly would have tried to seduce him. "I'm a destroyer, like my father I am the creator's destruction in the flesh," he stated forcefully and I nodded.

I narrowed my eyes and moved through them, swinging my axe with deadly accuracy. “Eugenius! I already took your left hand. Now I’ll take your head.” I called out, pointing my axe at my predecessor. The red aura that has been growing stronger around me surrounded my axe. The blood of the men I killed for standing in my way dripped from its blade. It is time to fulfill the prophecy. I am the Destroyer, and the fall of Olympus is in my hands. I shall not fail my people. I will not fail this world. I will not fail Ismene-Eirene.

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.

I couldn't believe that I destroyed the cabin completely. I dropped to my knees in despair and let out yet another painful cry. The tears ran down my face like a river as I sobbed uncontrollably. I did this. I vaguely remembered the warning I had received from the angel when I thought I was dead. She had warned me that I had the power for good and also for great destruction. I had vowed to myself from that day that my powers would only be used for good. I wanted to laugh at my old self as I now stood in front of my own destruction.

Andrew stops in his tracks and stares at my angel. Her eyes are glowing and the air picks up around her. The whole area around her is filled with electricity. “If you want me, come and get me.” She growls. I see him smirk and start walking towards her. All of a sudden she lifts her hands and they all fly up. They fall back to the ground as plants start growing everywhere. I hear bones breaking as the wolves are forced to shift back. She is forcing them to shift. That shit hurts. Andrew rushes her but she sends a ball of fire at him throwing him back against a tree. The others have no idea what to do and they decide that fleeing is hte best option. A couple of them grab an unconsciou

After what had happened the last time we met, I was well aware that she wouldn't want to see me. Truly, I shouldn't have killed that guy but I didn't fucking regret it. He was going to hurt her. The thought of him hurting her had triggered my anger. She didn't see me as an Angel anymore. It had felt really good to be called one, even if it was for a while, even though I knew I didn’t deserve to be called it. As if she knew I was watching her, her eyes landed on me, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

If I knew that he's going be the demon that pries on my soul, I wouldn't have met him. His eyes, his dark brown doe eyes which used to depict pure warmth and affection, were now dripping of dominance and cruelty. His doe eyes were no longer innocent, but they're flaring with rage. Against me! He looked like he wanted to see me suffering, the corner of his lips were tugged up forming a satisfying smirk. The man whom I used to adore transformed into a man whom I would like to erase from my life. Seeing him smiling, hearing his voice, sensing his presence gives me shivers.