Angelic Characters Novels & Stories

As the Dunamis, her champions, they are the bureaucracy of the universe, attending to the checks and balances of things. There was Lucifer, most high, preeminent among the angels. He was her retainer, the one she whispered her fears, hopes, and dreams to. He is the Spirit of Knowledge. Next is Michael, the Spirit of God. Raphael, the Lord of Compassion. Metatron, the Prince of Counsel. Raziel, the Seraph of Knowledge. Gabriel, the Angel of Might. And Samael, the Ruler of Fear. Across the abyss, the sun rises on Earth.

They are all arranged in their sizes, from smaller to bigger ones. "It's like I've read almost all of these books. They're all familiar to me." Sumire said to herself as she read the titles on the side of the book. The maiden continued to look further inside. Sumire went to the left side of the wall when she saw the painting of three biblical angels: The first one is the Cherubim, an animal-human hybrid, depicts as having four faces facing each direction: that of a lion, an ox, an eagle, and a human. They have straight legs, four wings, and bull hooves for feet that gleam like polished brass. One set of wings covers their body, and the other is used for flight. Followed with Seraphim, “the f

‘Angels are spiritual beings that can, to a certain degree, take on physical form at will. But when they descend to Earth as a Fallen Angel, they morph into a solid body, immortal yet dead, waiting for their final judgment to take place. They retain their abilities and powers; to use it for good or evil is their choice, but with the promise of Hell if they do so to hurt humans. Numerous reasons are present why an angel becomes a Fallen, but all of these led straight to their rules. Once broken, punishment is to be made. It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God.’

I asked him, my voice barely a whisper, though I already feared the answer. "We are angels," Ajal answered softly but firmly. "We, as holy beings, are defined by our obedience to Father’s commands—we serve without question, we love without condition, and we exist solely for His purpose. But falling in love with a human… that would mean that our loyalty is divided. It would mean that we are no longer only Father’s servants, and that we do not serve Him alone anymore. We would belong to someone else too, and that is something that is not permitted for those who dwell in the light." He patted my shoulder one last time, giving me a look filled with warning and kindness, before he stood up straig

She was too innocent for him. He laughed out at his words. Innocent for Ronald? She was too innocent for him, Greg, as well! He knew he wasn't a saint but he would never hurt her. Pure angels like her were not meant to be hurt but treated as the delicate beings that they were. He would surely make her his and his alone. And no man would stand in his way. ❤❤❤

she cursed loudly and started to run. Right on her cue, the Eidolon Demons disguised as a person, jump out to follow her. Demons are fast, but Angels are faster. Thing is, Demons are also reckless, while Angels are more careful. Only if she was familiar with the place, she thought. Azrael leaps through the mazelike streets of stalls of vegetables, fruits, spices, and clothing cautiously not to damage their livelihood and to have any casualties.

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance.

I was waiting for her to appear just like before but no, it’s been an hour yet she wasn’t there in front of me even if I prayed harder than the last time. I looked around, watched people pray because I might miss something. That’s when I’ve seen something I never knew before. They prayed to different Gods, or Saints? I looked around the church, there are a lot of statues but it’s not God, it had different names. I looked above the ceiling and saw a painting of angels. Yeah, angels. That one looks like Uriel, and the rest of them must be archangels. Should I call the archangels? Will they be able to hear me?

The creepiest person I’ve ever met. Flanking him was Eliezer, a black man who liked to match Azer dressed in all white, was one of the oldest angels that helped found this Order, and… I had to blink to be sure I was seeing right. I saw an uncomfortable and annoyed Aidan glaring at the scantily dressed woman on Azer’s right.