Angelic Notes Novels & Stories

They are usually servants to higher-ranking demons, similar to an omega. God/goddess realm or ”Heavens” Gods/goddesses-Reference Greek mythology for any who are discussed Angels-any citizen in the Heavens that is not a God or Goddess. They are also immortal and wield white magic. Aside from white magic, their abilities include healing, communication through touch, aura reading (similar to mind reading but unable to hear specific thoughts), control over all the elements except fire, and telekinesis. High Guard-they directly protect the Gods and Goddesses, therefore, they are highly respected. There are 5: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Jeremiel.

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***

"Angel." Angel was stopped crying when she hears his voice in a low tone. Even though she closes her eyes, she will immediately know who is the owner of that voice. The way he pronounces her name, she really knows that that’s her man, that’s the man who owns her heart and her soul. The reason why her heart beats like this. Honestly, she wants to hear it again and again. “Josh?” she answered even though she knows that Josh can’t hear her voice. She hurriedly got out of her bed and wiped her tears. She has been crying for a while and asking her guardian angel to meet him once more.

“So you can tell everyone that it appeared as a result of the Goddess' blessing; it's an angel manifestor.” I frowned. “Angel manifestor?” I asked, confused. “Yes,” said Azael. "Before an angel awakens their power, a line is etched on their wrist indicating the waiting time for their wings to sprout. The Goddess blessed you, so your power will awaken at some point, but since you are not of pure angelic lineage, the marker is not engraved on you." I opened my mouth in total shock, incredulous at so many details. “That's—”

"I'm sorry, did I bump you?" "No, I'm good." Angel bent over with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. "You sure you're okay?" she asked again.He looked up at her for the first time, still breathing hard. The sun was directly behind her. Angel squinted at a petite silhouette. She shifted slightly, blocking the sun for a moment. The first thing he noticed was her eyes. They were an amazing light green. A startling contrast to her dark features. She stared at him as she too stood there, breathing hard.

Angel cried triumphantly as she brandished a scrap of paper. “Damn it Knight!” ..............................

He then exited the stage. Apollo sat at the edge of his seat with awaited anticipation. First, the spotlight kissed her honey skin and shined off her crown, gold jewelry, and red dress, making her look ethereal. Then, finally, she signaled she was ready. Nothing could have prepared him for the angelic voice that came out of her mouth. The first note came out of her mouth like silk. The following notes were like the wind leading the silk to the ocean. From there, the sea sent gentle waves lulling their bodies wherever they wanted.

The electronic voice echoed. He tried again. “Identity verification failed.” In a panic, he started pounding on the iron gates, shouting hoarsely, “Open the door! I’m Victor Medici! I want to see Rachel!” From the surveillance screen, I watched everything unfold. Leonardo glanced at the monitor and asked, “Donna Medici, should I have him removed?” I looked at Victor, who was completely unhinged, and a faint smile curved on my lips. “Let him wait. Get the elders. And one more thing,” I reminded. “Get Nazzolini’s widow, Chiara. Let’s make this lively. It’ll be an opening ceremony for Victor’s judgement.”

Licking his lips at the sight, he eyed her shamelessly. She was getting ready to the bedding ceremony; in which the newlyweds couple have to intimate with each other. Angel was wearing a red silk robe that reached her knees. It exposed her marvellous collarbones and her cleavage to die for . Her hair was left open as her black silky hair delicately fell on her body and she wasn't wearing any makeup, but she still looked as gorgeous as she was with it. More than anything else, her eyes. Those eyes captivated his attention no matter what. Her blue eyes, like the sky, were as deep as the ocean, as dreamy as a starry night, as pretty as lotus petals, as mesmerizing as sunrise, as serene as morni