Angelic Judgement Novels & Stories

(Titus p.o.v) I strode over to the throne and kneeled to my queen and king. “Rise,” she stated. Standing up, I remained silent. “Do you have it?” “Yes,” I answered carefully while pondering why did she want the angel essence of Gabriel. An angel essence Is connected to that person. If they become corrupted, so do their essence. When being sent into The Dark World, angels become demons. When demons are sent here, they die as soon as day breaks.

Aurelian did not respond. Kaelith looked back at him. “You’re not even a little impressed?” “No.” “That’s disappointing.” Before Aurelian could reply, the space shifted again. Not violently. But with presence. Heaven gathered. Four angels descended, their forms aligned, their expressions unreadable, though the weight of their gaze carried more than enough meaning. Judgment. Not spoken. But clear. Aurelian did not look at them. He already knew. One stepped forward slightly. “Aurelian.”

Wings unfurl slowly behind them — not feathery, but sharp, metallic, blades layered like armor. Angels. Not gentle. Not kind. Enforcers. Every supernatural in the hall freezes. One of the angels speaks, voice echoing from everywhere at once. “Aiden Hale. Living Key. You are in violation of celestial balance.” My heart slams against my ribs. Matteo moves in front of me instinctively. “You can’t be here. This place is neutral.” The angel’s gaze slides to him, dismissive. “Neutrality has expired.” Another angel steps forward, eyes burning silver. “The Sentinel has exceeded his function.”

Attention was again turned to the bottom of the plateau. When the Ruler is on that side and looks down it sees every desire below where the abode of mortals is. Van was one of the first angels to angel. The time he spent in Celes was probably not only a hundred years. He is also the highest of all the angels. But despite all that he still could not fully understand the Leader Guardian. Why it makes the decisions it makes. If why does it give a second chance. "If you really want to know why don't you ask me directly?"

"A guardian has free will to decide when to abandon a human. Generally, when this happens, it doesn't take long for the human to fall into disgrace. This man has already been abandoned. He won't go to heaven when he dies, and maybe he already knows it. He's an atheist.” "What a sad thing," I reflected, starting and starting to drive. I was silent until we entered the highway. "It never occurred to me to ask, but now that we are in the human world... Can you, with your supernatural eyes, see a person's lifespan? I mean, can you see when she will die and if she is condemned to hell?” "I can," he said, without hesitation. "If the person was abandoned by an archangel, he is doomed. And he has no

But you can't to marry her. Arin - You know everything my lord. And also know that how much i love her. I want to stay with her lifelong. Even i lost my all power for that i really don't care. Because she is mine, my everything. God - Arin. I think You have become very emotional from being with humans for so long. You are maybe forgot that if an angel breaks the rules then he not only lost his power,also he will punished harshly. And an angel never marry a human this is our rules.This is the reason of I come here.

Angel Michael assembles his Angels to fight, as a cherub I'm not allowed to fight because I'm 50 years only Angel above 100 are allowed to fight but I'm permitted to watch, and since I'm gifted by the Father with the spirit of healing, I can heal any angel who gets injured, Angel can be wounded and they die but when they die their soul will go back to the Father for reincarnation but without death, Angels can live forever without getting old, I'm 50 years but in the human world I will look 17, a thousand-year angel can look 25 in human age and be like that for as long as he lives, unlike what humans think Angels can't see the Father, we only feel his presence and he speaks to us. Angel Micha

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."