Angel Saying Novels & Stories

Eliza opens her eyes and turns from her lying position to see where the pain had originated which was her arm with a red mark on it after which she looked up to see whom or what had caused it, she puts her head up to come face to face with a beautiful man sitting on a rock close to her; he had gold hair and bright eyes to match, his musculature was of a slim build which spoke more of an athlete than a fighter, his appearance was nothing short of glorious as his skin glowed brightly with a strange and enchanting hue, he wore a flowing white gown and brown sandals with a bright smile on his face ELIZA : Jesus?? UNKNOWN MALE : of course not, the son of God is seated at the right hand of the Fat

" Miguel is an archangel. He's meant for me. And together, we will have to save humanity from the fury of the top-face. "Do you mean that God is furious?" Anne asked, frowning. She looked at Zylah for help, but our friend just looked away, certainly unwilling to realize how crazy I should be to say that." Do you mean that God, mercy in person, is furious about something and you and your destined need to save humans? The humans that God created? “Yes, Anne. I have to save humans, even though I don't belong to this world," I said with a shrug.

Elijah clapped his hands and muttered to himself, "Whew, good thing I kept the pace. Otherwise, Prosperity Deity would have won." "You win," Carl said in his pleasant voice. "But I have a feeling Elijah heard you talking." Amelia smiled slowly. "You caught me, but there's no reward." Seeing all the disciples lying on the ground, Angus's eyes turned cold. "Useless, all of you are useless." Elijah stood where he was and beckoned with his hand. "Now it's your turn." "What do you want?" Angus watched as Elijah walked toward him, and he instinctively stepped back. "This is the Heavenly Will Sect, you're provoking us."

Angel is a demon and not a ghost! That's why he keeps on telling me that he's real. He was able to use a face that would not freak me out. But the moment he showed me his real face, I didn't know how to unsee it. The best thing I can do is to just ignore his presence.

Gideon finally spoke, his deep voice calm but firm. “Angela.” He held her gaze steadily. “Thats why Alpha Orion is here to help you.” Her eyes moved toward him. “The trainer who will assist you in recognizing your essence and working on it was chosen personally by Alpha Orion.” Gideon continued. “She will arrive tomorrow.” Angela frowned slightly. Essence. Everyone kept talking about her power as if it was something dangerous. Something extraordinary. “And your questions will be answered tomorrow. Everything you need to know.” Angela searched his expression for a moment.

(Elijah An Quers) “.…I understood, Elijah…do not worry…Dukedom of Angela..will always be on Aeternum side…”.(Angela Weinstein)

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

- I say “We’re here” - she squeezes my hand. We pay the van driver and we walk to the door. “Hi, Angel” - I say placing a soft kiss on the cheek of the bouncer. “Hey Beth, just the two of you today?” - he asks “Stacey is calling her brother, he’s meeting us here” - I say “Haven’t seen him yet” - he tells me and I smile. “Hi, Angel” - Stace says giving Angel a little hug.

he said again before saying the name of our new angel. “Her name would be ANNIKA XYLE RIVERA XIN CASTRO our new angel” End

Abel spoke, jumping up and down on the bed. “You’ve completely lost it. How am I supposed to talk to a Goddess? She is a Goddess.” Zadkiel rolled his eyes and got up from the bed to turn off the TV. He was done with this conversation because Abel was talking crazy. Plus he didn’t want to draw much attention. Everyone knew he never watched that much TV. “I know but you’re an angel. There are ways that angels can connect to God better than any other creatures because they are spiritually close to God.” Abel tried to make him understand. Zadkiel ignored it and turned off the TV.