Angelic Characters Novels & Stories

Turning around, they beheld six of the seven Archangels standing tall, their arrival striking fear into the hearts of the Fallen Archangels. Asmodeus, now healed and standing behind Maria, realized she sought to spare him from the impending judgment of the Holy Archangels. He attempted to leave her side, but Maria's gentle voice, still laced with her human essence, urged him to stay, "Please, Asmo, don't get involved. This is not a fight you can win." Archangel Michael, completing the squad, appeared behind Asmodeus, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and whispering, "Listen to her, Asmodeus. This is not your war anymore."

The smoke from the sacrifice did not dissipate. Instead, it solidified into figures of surgical white and shadows of absolute black that lurked from the sanctuary’s rafters. Astaroth recognized them instantly: the Angels of Death, their void-scythes ready to claim Dorian’s body, and the “Executioners of Light”, faceless beings sent to tear Uriel from Carter’s form for permitting a romantic aberration on mortal soil. Astaroth let out a dry laugh, but Griselda, staggering, spat the words at him with urgency:

At his command, they began filing out of the hall, heading toward the very doors where I was standing. Seeing my opportunity, I stepped forward and entered the hall while they made their way outside I moved farther inside, allowing the men to pass around me as they left. One by one, they disappeared through the doorway until the vast hall was finally cleared. Then his voice reached me. “Angelicca, it is a pleasure to see you again,” he said formally. I turned my attention toward him. The Alpha Lord adjusted his posture, straightening himself in his seat as he settled more firmly upon the chair at the top of the altar.

Their voices echo from nowhere, as if carried through space itself. They think themselves gods. But they’re only angels. Gabriel presides. At his side, the others: Uriel, Raphael, Michael… Angels — the damned landlords of the universe. Humans have it wrong. These bastards never show mercy. They’re nothing but celestial bureaucrats. — Caelith’s vicarius was attacked in his own territory — Azrion starts. — Sentinels. I want authorization to strike back at that church. The six murmur among themselves, their words sealed from my ears.

The eyes can't really see it does not possess the pure energy of immortals. The angels and archangels surrounding him in Celes all came from mortal races. While walking, the Leader knew that Van was waiting for a response from him. This, like the other angels already know the fact that they were once human except for him who is the Leader.

"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.

" Marcel asked, a bit impatient and curious at the same time. “Well Angels are noble and selfless beings who enjoy serving both the supreme one, God and other lesser beings like humans and the rest. while Demons are proud and selfish beings who crave to be worshiped by both humans and other powerful beings even God himself. They are also very sexual creatures that would do anything to fulfill their sexual desires," Selena said then took a little pause before continuing. “Laetus on the other hand are either here or there. Either good or bad. They could be any they choose. They could want to serve others or want to be worshiped by others. They ain't bound by any duty or law and can do whatever

The creatures of the Ambivalent world believed the circle of life and with this – it helped them move on quite easily. The creatures around the Turning their heads, the beings with light colored hairs paired with their white and silver garbs adorned with golden linens and jeweled buttons strode towards the center of the meadow where the Methuselah tree was located. Leading the troop of angels who were clad on their knightly uniforms was a woman who was being guided the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful.

Contrary to popular belief, angels were not pretty. Ten feet tall with three pairs of wings, they were surrounded in holy fire with a singular large brown eye in the middle to give judgmental glares at the poor individual who had the misfortune to be in their presence. The Fallen weren’t any better, without the holy fire, they just looked like a giant eyeball with too many wings. Azazel was the Watcher at the gate of Hell, guarding any demons from escaping to the world above and wreaking havoc. He would only let people through either by permission by the Lords of Hell or if he could be bribed.

Often, they wore robes, and they were always shown amidst various kinds of shining lights. There are nine types of angels divided into three major groups known as choirs. They are also individuals like us. Of course there is a big difference between the angels and us. They could see far beyond the limits of time. They are seers. They are qualified by the characteristics of patience and patience. They are equipped with extraordinary knowledge of our own goals and assist us in meeting goals. Of course, they do not interfere with our free will.