Angelic Ghost Novels & Stories

he screamed angrily at Prince. He activated the Power of the Fiend Soul, and a bloody ray appeared around his body. Subsequently, a giant ghost appeared in front of Archfiend Antigonus. The ghost stood several meters tall, surrounded by blood-colored fog. It was created entirely from the Power of the Fiend Soul. The area was filled with a ferocious killing vibe as it formed. "What… What is that?" "God…" Everyone in the garden raised their heads to look at the enormous ghost. They inhaled deeply. 'Is that the power of the supreme leader of the fiend race? That breath is too terrifying.'

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

Three Slaughter butterflies flew around her as she walked towards the headmaster’s office. A hundred pairs of eyes looked maliciously at her. The depravity they gave off engulfed her, but tough luck, she was the daughter of Beelzebub. Like what her father said, demons fed off from negative emotions. No matter what world they belonged to, they ostracized Maleficent for the death of ‘Angelo’, the guardian angel Gabriel’s son. But they did not do such a hassle thing when two mere zombies died as collateral from an angels’ squabble.

please note that James St patrick in this story line will also be called Jamie or Ghost st patrick and Angela will also be called Angie Paz is Angela's best friend Aaron is Paz's son,Tommy is James Elder brother and Kanan is James smaller brother and Tasha is James cousin. Angela Valdez was a gorgeous 25 year old orphan a typical ordinary female who is notorious for her clumsiness, she had recently completed her college education on that day she met Jamie St Patrick,a bold and arrogant billionaire,However in an absurd circumstance.

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

Obviously thinking something bad was about to happen, Rick quickly shuffled from his spot right next to me, keeping me as close as possible against his body. I hastily grabbed his hand, still warily eyeing the four seemingly young creatures as they gracefully advanced right towards us, their attention still trained on Micah. “Amariel. Finish him,” The white-haired female commanded with a simple flick of her wrist and in the fraction of a second, one of the three angels suddenly stood right in front of him, drawing one of those silvery blades they all usually carry right through Micah’s chest, his violent screams briefly cutting through the air, a bright white light seeping from the wound, ri

Her attention was snatched when she heard a growl, and the hairs on her body stood up spontaneously due to fear. What is a ghost? Angel took big steps, but slowly, out of the comfort room so that she wouldn't disturb the two people who were doing miracles inside the cubicle. It's embarrassing, isn't it, if she bothers me? If these brains are in the feet, the cubicle is turned into a motel.

The word meant nothing and everything all at once. “Explain,” I said. “Nephilim were created millennia ago,” Theo continued. “By angels and humans. We were meant to be bridges between worlds. Watchers. Protectors. But like all things created with power, we fractured.” Functionally immortal, he added silently through his posture, his calm certainty. “And Jon,” I said. “He is one too,” Theo replied. “Which is why he has lived so long. Why his body tolerates enhancement. Why his mind fixates on perfection.”