Angelic Characters Novels & Stories

She gave me a cheeky wave and I waved back lightly. I hid myself before the woman could swivel her head to look at me. "Who are you talking about?" The woman asked. "An angel. She was right there mommy, she even waved at me." Alexis explained. "There's no one there, Alexis. You're just giving me excuses so that I can let you play in the rain. Not happening!" The lady muttered immaculately and I heard the little one huff loudly. "But mommy I really saw a beautiful angel..." Her voice trailed off. Beautiful angel huh? I'm no where close to being an angel and I will never be. With the amount of hatred that I have in my heart I don't think I deserve to be called an angel.

Then a crystal chandelier hung beautifully on the roof of her dorm room. Nara was speechless, he could only admire everything that appeared in his eyes. Exquisite. His hands were busy touching all the things he had never met in hell. "How do you like it?" Asked Rafael, he smiled when he saw Nara smiling. The girl nodded. "You know?" Raphael asked starting the conversation. "Angel and nymphs are heavenly creatures based on the marriage of humans with angels. However, only warrior angels, servants can marry humans. For angels like me, Rail and the others can only marry fellow angels or nymphs," Nara began understand life in heaven, even though only a few percent he understood what Rafael meant

You're dismissed" the guard looked at Elizabeth then left. Elizabeth sat and listened to The Divinity's plan and after an hour she left speechless, she passed Venux and she looked at Elizabeth with pitiful and pleading eyes, but Elizabeth looked away and flew away, almost bumping into things on the way, of course, she finally made it to her chamber and lied in the bed and began to cry her eyes out. later after she had cried, then passed out (A.K.A slept), Someone knocked on the door until she sleepily went to the giant door and opened it slightly "Yes, who is it" she said yawning. A tall, pale-skinned, angel with light turquoise hair was at her door, he had a big smile and hugged her suddenl

She had to tell me what he was, what made him so special and what those things behind him were. “You’ve heard stories, right?” she said quietly. “About Angels? My breath caught. “Yes,” I replied. “Supernatural beings that protect the earth, they are in heaven with God, he is the all time supreme being.” “Humans,” she rolled her eyes. “Well, there's a little truth in it. The supreme one and all, after all, he's the one that cast demons here.” I nodded, soaking in all the information. “So he is—”

They are usually servants to higher-ranking demons, similar to an omega. God/goddess realm or ”Heavens” Gods/goddesses-Reference Greek mythology for any who are discussed Angels-any citizen in the Heavens that is not a God or Goddess. They are also immortal and wield white magic. Aside from white magic, their abilities include healing, communication through touch, aura reading (similar to mind reading but unable to hear specific thoughts), control over all the elements except fire, and telekinesis. High Guard-they directly protect the Gods and Goddesses, therefore, they are highly respected. There are 5: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Jeremiel.

Two hours later, Alfric brings two men inside my office. I looked up and at first glance I recognised Mr Vetos Ralph because I had googled about him an hour ago. But seeing him in real life was a blessing to my eyes. H Standing tall, Mr Vetos had a very slender body like that of idols. His long green hair and bright green eyes symbolises the characteristics of elves. His pure white complexion was dazzling under the light and made him appear like an angel. His green eyelashes flutter as he forwarded his hand towards me for introduction.

The light took the form of a celestial figure, an angelic being of immense power. "Stand down Amelia," the angelic being spoke with a voice that echoed like a chorus of a thousand voices. "Your true destiny lies beyond the realm of darkness. Return to the light that once dwelled within you." Amelia's eyes widened, a glimmer of recognition shining through the demonic facade. She hesitated for a moment, torn between her loyalty to the Devil and the memories of her friendship with Marcus, Derek, and Edna. The battle momentarily ceased as the friends watched, their hearts filled with a flicker of hope.

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

Aurelian did not react. He did not question. But he did not look away. A shift occurred. Not in the world below. Within him. Small. Almost unnoticeable. A delay. A moment where no command filled the space. Aurelian should have concluded the observation. He did not. He continued. A voice broke the stillness. Not from Earth. From Heaven. “Aurelian.” He turned instantly. An Archangel stood behind him. Its form was identical in perfection, yet its presence carried greater weight. Its wings extended further, its light more concentrated, its existence more defined by authority.

I pulled a book from the shelf, its cover adorned with intricate gold filigree, and settled into a near president to read. The book was a comprehensive companion to the history of angels and their fall from grace. As I read, I learned about the great elysian rebellion led by Lucifer, the brightest and most important of the angels. It detailed the events that led to the fall, the creation of Hell, and the eternal struggle between good and evil. My heart contended as I came across passages that mentioned Lorcan, though not by name, but by description a important departed angel, second only to Lucifer, known for his strength and fidelity.