Angelic Names Novels & Stories

I said and she frowned. "why not Arcangelo... that's your name right?" she asked and I nodded. "yes, but it means Arch Angel.... Angel of heaven. And that really doesn't suit me. So every one calls me either Romano or Angelo" I said and she smiled. "No. I will call you Arcangelo only. I feel like you are really an Angel from heaven. I think it suits you perfectly" she said and I gulped my shock. Does she know who I am? That I am Lucifer? A fallen Angel? No, how can that be? No, at once I have doubted that she was an angel and she got hurt a lot. Not making the same mistake again.

The place smelled of alcohol and desperation, and I didn't dare ask who these people were. "What is this place? And what did you tell him?" I whispered to Amber, as the bartender led us ahead, showing the way. "I simply said I wanted to see one of the Archangels. The one we seek is Lucifer. He's known as the Angel of Death. They say he's never failed a job, but I've heard he's quite expensive. But we need the best if we're going to find Tyler before the Alpha King gets his hands on him!" Amber muttered seriously.

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.

Kneeling beside it, I wasted no more time and pulled the huge book out, my slightly trembling hands sloppily skimming over the pages, until I’ve finally reached the section I wanted, like a burglar fearing of getting caught, my gaze hurriedly skipping over the words, “His name originates from the hebrew word “Rafa’el” meaning “God heals” ...After Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer, he is the fourth Archangel created by God... compassionate...caring... He is often associated with joy and laughter... Physical and spiritual healer... Considered one of God’s most obedient, good children...” Exhaling a small, shaky breath, the book fell on its own accord on the carpeted floor with a small but audible t

A man now stood in the middle of the room, and when his head turned to look in my direction, I could swear he was Joffrey’s twin, minus his structure. “Ambrogio.” Came from my lips just above a whisper, as I was sure it had to be him. His eyes looked at me with what looked like recognition in them, as he moved to my side with the speed of light, while he whispers, “Selene.” Before he places his hands on my cheeks, but as his hands touch my flesh, he quickly realizes that I wasn’t Selene, making him retract them. Staring at me with a confused look on his face, I break the silence within the room, as I say to him, “My name is Angelica. I am Selene’s greatest granddaughter.”

But I purse my lips and unfold the sheet to read its content; ' BELVEDERE ADALFIERI RICCI ANGELO Immortal. Indestructible. Inaccessible. Wisest and strongest being on earth. Most beautiful and respected by every routs, legions, covens, shadows, and by every of his type. The original, lord of his kind, yet one of a kind. He is the original ABISHAI. He is Angelo. Είναι άρχοντας. ' And what's it supposed to mean? No fuck, this is some shit. Probably another shit brought up by Silas to confuse me. But it doesn't look impossible. And those names? Adalfieri should means noble oath and Angelo should means messenger of God. Now, I'm confused

I shouldn't make a big deal but not often people call me beautiful. "Where?" Ace questioned and pretended to look around for some girl. I rolled my eyes and decided to ignore that ridiculous joke of his. I stood up and put my hand in front of Jerry. "Hello, I'm Angel" I said and smiled while he shook my hand. His smile disappeared and confusion was written on his face. "What's your surname, cupcake?" he asked and I smiled at the little nickname that he gave me. "Harper, Angel Harper" I said and sat back. Jerry frowned and suddenly his eyes widened as if he remembered of something.

CASSANDRA'S POV " Dear Satan can you give me a fucking break!!! " My thoughts screamed. He didn't only have a vicious cat named Angel whose name should be something like Lilith because she was a demon or better jinx because my day had been crappy because of her Or better Lucifer the evil cat from Cinderella. Why was I busy naming the angel with appropriate names because that jinx was definitely not an angel.

"Oh! Of course! I figured Isabelle took Cole's name because he is her mate." "Yes, it was only logical." Nadia knew there was no way Angel would want to use her surname. Even she wasn’t so thrilled with the name mostly associated with exploitation, organised crime and deaths of innocent people, and Weres. "Angel Xavier or Angel X sounds badass," Nadia teased. Angel chuckled. "It is still in consideration but I think the others have made up their minds. We just need to let Xavier know." "He will feel so honoured." "If he agrees," Angel said, grinning.

I just chuckled at those words, giving Val a perk as I did. “As long as it will be me and you, I have nothing to fear. I’m ready.” I assured her, taking in the greens of her eyes. “Have you thought of a name yet?” She asked, “Yeah,” I nodded, “I like Angel.” “Angel?” Val asked, “My angel… hmm, how about Angelina? Then we call her our Angel, same way we call Miley our princess.” “Not bad,” I mumbled, thinking about it. “Angelina…” “Angelina Rodriguiez.” Val whispered, “Angelina Rodriguiez, our Angel.”