Angel Saying Novels & Stories

A spell that could burn him from the inside out if he didn’t speak quickly and wisely. “Then there was this angel. One of the demons had her cornered and I started to mess with her. But the angels seemed angered by that, especially when the demon held her by the throat. They all started to come after me and then…I pushed her through the portal and we both fell”. Ezra’s face was blank. Abaddon didn’t know if he believed him or not. “Who was this angel?” He asked lowly. “I…do not know master, I had thought she was just a random messenger angel”. His face was turning very red, some parts of his hair were slowly falling off.

Marisa asked breaking angel away from her thoughts. "Oh, I am usually up this early for school anyway, my body is probably just used to waking up around this time." angel explained. Marisa nodded in understanding, and then an awkward silence filled the room. angel wondered what marisa thought of her. angel is a seventeen year old girl who was pregnant. She probably thought of her as some whore.

I knew she wasn’t dead and I couldn’t decipher the reason she wasn’t waking up. I know divinity isn’t something to be revealed to a mere human, but the supreme one should understand that it wasn’t the little girl’s fault that she saw it likewise not mine also. I could even say it was the heaven’s fault that she saw it because if there wasn’t a disruption in heaven nothing of such would have happened. I’ve heard about such event that also happened many years ago when brother Basath was sent to earth as a guardian angel of the perfect one then. It happened 60 days ago before I got my own mission as a guardian angel. So it was approximately 600 years ago on earth.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

Layon suggested blankly, as though he was only just beginning to pick up on her trail of thought. "Yeah, and Chris had to have had help from the fairy court to gain entrance into Italy so…" "So he and Reebah are most likely at the fairy court!" Layon exclaimed, and Angel was surprised when he grabbed hold of her arms and pulled her in close to kiss her forehead before he added, "Angel, you are brilliant." "Isn't that why you brought me along?" Angel chuckled, unable to stop herself from being amused by his response. Yet him kissing her on the head also reminded her of the time they'd spent together beneath the willow tree,

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

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.

She has a shocked and an awed look on her face. "Wow. I knew you were an angel but seeing it firsthand is amazing." "Hello, Max. My name is Ansiel. I am Grayson's angel soul." Max's eyes light up like a Christmas tree. "So you're telling me that I am speaking to a real angel? O my! I am so sorry Mister Ansiel." Max went from amazed to scared in less than a second. She bows down and keeps her eyes on the ground. Ansiel laugh. He is used to this kind of attention. Everyone thinks that because Ansiel is an angel he needs to be treated as you would royalty, but he wants to be treated the same way a human would. Just as another person.

But in the peroration, he was fortunate, he finally found an Archangel to look after his daughter. "Can I come with you to church?" Ace asked, kneeling before Angel and holding her little arms in his big warm ones. Just like the drama queen that she is, Angel taps her finger on her lips as if on thought and shouted in joy - "yes you can come, daddy." Her turquoise green irises sparkled with mischief, novice, and beautiful just like her name suggests.

She used to wiggle her nose the same way the angel did when she was overwhelmed. I raised my eyebrows in disbelief. “I am a divine creation; I am an example of the best experiment of the gods,” said the angel with amusement. "You can call me Azael. Let's omit the fact that I'm some sort of distant great-great-grandfather to you. Let's say I'm just an accidental creator of your family, and I'm your spiritual guardian. An envoy of the gods." I shook my head in disbelief. The things the angel was saying sounded crazy to me, and I was understanding absolutely nothing, so I looked around in confusion.