Angelic Poetry Novels & Stories

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.

"You have been charged with many crimes, the major crime being that you defied God and led a war against him, endangering humans and breaking the heavenly rules. You are also charged with 100 counts of murder, 1 count of kidnapping, 20 counts of unsolicited visiting to the human world, & 5 counts of Blasphemy. How do you plead?" The world of angels is often seen as a place of divine beauty, serenity, and protection. However, behind the scenes, the true power of these supernatural beings lies in their ability to govern and control the realms of existence. The intensity of their gaze made it clear that I was to pay attention to them and not the stone guardians.

His eyes glow a strange gray as he pulls back and lets me admire his gray wings; majestic and unearthly. Caleb howls and I see him jumping and avoiding the animals; wild cats, deers, and rabbits run from different points cross paths with my loved one and my friends. The Angel lands down between them and spreads his arms wide; his wings with them as well. The animals start to slow down and in a matter of seconds, they seem to wake up from a nightmare; looking around, lost. Then they start to spread to random places and dissipate quickly. What was that? What drove them to that state?

" Rhoda's eyes probe them. Rudolf looks at her seriously. Aunt Chel, Rachel, and the rescuers' team slowly and quietly join to listen as they sit on the carpet. Rhoda continues enthusiastically. "I saw the heaven open and the angels Querubim and Seraphims appearing on the high clouds singing." Rhoda pauses and asks them, "Do you know what the angels Querubim and Seraphims sing?"

Cael asked. “Yes, broken souls. We can’t do anything because it has already happened and if you don’t stop them, what will happen to your world?” said Tyler. “Who is Samael?” Hugo asked. “It’s like you told me about him before.” “Samael, he is the angel of poison,” said Josh. “Angel of poison?” Raven asked, frowning. “Haist, Samael is the Angel of death or the ruler of the demons,” said Tyler.

At the same time the words had a very dangerous tint to it. Her eyes followed his movements as he looked up and began unlocking her right hand. For the first time since the whole incident, she had time to study his face. She hated to admit it, but she couldn't help but stare, he was handsome. Greek god like. Dark, messy hair framed a face that looked almost unreal. His black eyes were impossible to read, cold enough to send a chill down her spine. A straight nose, sharp jawline, and perfectly balanced features made him look like someone an artist would spend years trying to recreate.

, Melissa said while she cried bitterly After she cried to her fill,she slept off on the bench all alone. IN THE ANGELS REALM WORLD Sebastine was one of the angels in the heavenly realm,he was so handsome and kind,he was the angel of fire, trouble and peace. Spirit "Sebastine come forward",the spirit called him Sebastine "Here I am my Lord",he said bowing his head to their master

Haneul greeted. The Seraph only blinked. He seemed to have just awoken from a deep sleep. Being the highest order of angels, Seraphs didn't usually come down from the First Sphere. They did all their work there, closest to the Creator. Their transparent wings burning red-orange against the vast space of the Macroverse. Sometimes, they don't even bother taking a human form.

Straightening his back and clenching the knees using his trembling hands made him cough to ease the clog in his throat. The young apprentice closed his eyes again as he sighed for the nth time of that day since he was sure that the winged silhouettes were the pillars of the heavenly world also known as the Benevolent World. The moment that the first angel landed, Apollo Sky opened his eyes and observed the commotion around him. ‘Oh, it is father.’ Clad in his formal knightly white uniform adorned with deep azure and red rubies to symbolize his gratitude to the goddess. The guardian angel also known as the great captain the leader of the heavenly hosts, and the warrior helping the children of

from doing so. Desperate, the blonde angel turned his gaze to the ceiling of the hall, knelt on the prayer bench and closed his eyes. The white, splendid wings enveloped the angel, tensing while the wings seemed to dance to the beat of the words Rafael muttered. Since the angel could not find him himself, he wanted to let the winds search. It was nothing new that the auras of protégés disappeared, but Godric of all people? Lucifer's contractual partner? It could end badly. "Sir ... If it is you who keep our little lamb away from us, then I beg you to let go of him. How so? Why now? ”Rafael no longer understood the world. What was the holy Father's plan? Why was Lucifer on the way to see him