Novel & Cerita Angelic Names

I didn't know how Airen would feel about my nickname or the reputation that earned me that nickname. "It's just a little nickname I picked up. In Europe and South America, I just go by Angele de Mureto." I explained, hoping she wouldn't be too upset with it. Airen looked at me with wide eyes. "And whyyyyy exactly are you called The Angel of Death?"

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

"Yet even that level of power should have been more than enough to destroy a body like yours... Under normal circumstances, your flesh should have been torn apart. Your bones should have been shattered beyond repair." Then his eyes sharpened. "But you..." The old man studied me even more intensely. "No matter how many times he crushed you..." His voice lowered. "No matter how many times he struck you down and tried to break your body... Even now, you stand before me with your back perfectly straight." His eyes swept over my body once more. "And from what I can see, not a single bone in your body has been broken. So... Tell me your full name." “Angelicca.”

Lucinda mused, a smile gracing her face. "Wait, who is Ralph?" Medusa asked curiously. "He's the magical human," Lucinda replied. "Ralph, a nice name. It's the name of an angel that accompanies Tobias's son in the Bible," Medusa muttered. "In the Bible? Give me a break. Have you ever seen an angel?" Lucinda asked, raising an eyebrow. "Not really, but I've heard an angel mention that name," Medusa replied. "Okay, if you say so. But I think people can have the same name as angels. It's not a big deal," Lucinda replied. Medusa finished braiding her hair into one big braid.

Angelica’s words helped everyone here greatly. Of course, she was also helping herself. “Sweetheart, what’s your name? Where did you come from?” One of the old mid-Sovereign Rankers asked. “Old Sir, my name is Angelica Dolce and I’m from the Heavenly Sect,” Angelica answered. “The Heavenly Sect? You mean the one from West Sand Galaxy?” The old man pondered and asked. “Yes! Do you know about the Heavenly Sect?” “Of course! I passed by that place and heard about you people.”

"OK, fine. What are your other sibling's names? Did your parents ever come to their senses?" Taylor shrugged. "My brothers are named after two archangels, Michael and Gabriel, and my little sister is Martha, one of Jesus's followers." "And you ended up with Taylor? How'd that work?" Her cheeks started to heat up, and I covered my mouth. "Oh, my God, Taylor's not your real name, is it?"

It's an illustration of an angel, wearing a white dress and white wings at her back. And the demon who's hugging her waist, wearing a black outfit and a black wings on his back. She smiled sweetly as she saw the character's name. Devier, is the demon. Santia, is the angel. No one will notice that she used their surnames for the book. De Viergo. Santiago. She used six letters from each surnames, and she's happy that the names are really nice. "Miss Khione, sir Dante is calling you to his office." He looked to the front when he saw the secretary of the owner of the company.

Shirley went on home. Azriel didn’t miss the flight… She actually took it, saw Shirley at the airport and avoided her. She had her reasons though. She had found the identity of the angel of death, and that saddened her. Professor Wake texted her the name of the Lineage of Rebekah, who readily handed her descendants to the angel of death to avenge herself. In every generation of Rebekah’s descendants, one girl is choses by the angel of death has his vessel to carry out Rebekah’s Will. The vessel gets abilities, and white hair as a result and employs the name “Angelus Mortis” which translates from latin to English as the Angel of Death. Hence, Shirley Angelus Mortis. Azriel had decided to app

he said again before saying the name of our new angel. “Her name would be ANNIKA XYLE RIVERA XIN CASTRO our new angel” End

My face fell, “But who are the others?” “There are three. You can save them all, but there will be a price.” I sighed, holding my head in my hands. “Who are they?” “My son will help you, he is a healer, as I am.” “Who are you?” The angel’s face lit up, a bright smile adorning his attractive features. The angel took his glasses off, revealing light-colored eyes. My mouth fell open, “I am the Arch Angel Raphael, but in my human form, you can call me Azarias, Az for short.”