Angelic Ghost Novels & Stories

If he couldn’t then how did he expect her too? “Do I stand out more than others?” Gabriel asked, curiously as Agent Fuller sat beside him unafraid. Agent Fuller scoffed. “You can say that. We don’t have you in any of our databases. You are a ghost and the government can’t afford Ghosts.” He replied, leaning in at first, but then relaxing in the chair. “So who are you?” “My name is Gabriel.” “That’s it. No last name?” Gabriel shook his head. “Would you believe me if I told you I was an Angel?” Agent Fuller started to laugh then. “Do you not believe in Angels, Simon?”

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. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

Nyx fainted, falling onto Elly. "Well, that happened." Len was growing more irritated with this by the minute. "Ostende te, tu ignavus!" He turned to Delirus and Erys. "Guard the Goddess!" They stood by her, ready to attack. The angel laughed and blew his whistle again. This time Delirus doubled over. "Looks like there's another dog here. Foeda daemon purgamentum!" Erys turned to Len. "Can I attack yet?" "Not yet," Len was watching the angel fly around, getting his description. "Orange wings, dark hair, gray mask and a rat tail." He swore under his breath as the angel flew too fast and disappeared.

He answered. "Although the angel we are talking about is Wajras," "Wajras... male? Female? I don't get it," I was confused with his explanation. "Spirits are like thin air; angelic spirit needs a body to act and stay on earth. Like you have a spirit inside you, and your body is the vessel which receives the spirit, and it will act accordingly," He explained to me the detail. I thought It's worth using my first question as I didn't know about the angelic spirit.

FALLING FOR A GHOST 3 - For Nevaeh is back from the land of the dead with a single purpose; avenge her own death and that of her sister, Heaven. Uche, a good-looking young man in his early twenties, who also happens to be an atheist has been unlucky with women in his previous relationships, he seeks true love and hopes to find it if only it existed.

she bellowed in a voice that echoed and hinted of both male and female. Flames continued to surround the mass of burning people as they circled Angel. They were inching their way closer to her, but no one seemed willing to make an actual move. The man she called pa was closest to her, but even he was hesitant. Angel let out a scream that told of her frustration and anger before spreading her arms wide and tilting her head back. Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth and exhaled. As she did so, the flames that surrounded her and engulfed the spirits dissipated until there was nothing left but clouds of black smoke. With eyes filled with hate, she focused on the medicine man as she st

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.

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.