Angelic Power Novels & Stories

"DAEN IT!" I threw a chair on the wall in anger. It seemed like the last straw for me. Why couldn't she trust me!? Why does she trust Carl over me! H*ck! Right now, it seemed like she could trust any man over me! "Why Angel? Why?!" I'm not the type of guy who cries over small things. Especially not over girls, but, Angel... she had the power to make this gangleader cry for her. Yes. I admit. I'm fri**ing crying over the possibilities of Angel being hurt! Or being killed.

Jasmine asked, causing Gabriel to wince. “Your kind calls The Almighty by many names. Believing The Almighty to be a he?” “Some believe he is a woman.” Xavier chimed in as Gabriel shook his head. “Why do you lower the Almighty to your standards? Human kind is women and men…Angels can be seen as man or woman, but never the Almighty. The Almighty has no such ties to this world. Almighty created Angels in celestial likeness, but that doesn’t mean it is so. Lucifer is the most powerful among us. The Almighty’s first born of Angels that betrayed us.”

I stutter, my throat closing up, making it difficult to breathe, as my heart felt like it was breaking to pieces inside my chest. "The power you used last night is called Heavenly light. It is very effective in warding off evil intentions, as you saw last night, but it is also an extreme power that was last bestowed on the archangel Michael, who has been missing and thought dead for many years. This nature and the light that comes off this gift are so strong that it'll kill anyone in its vicinity that is not descended from the Gods." Simmons responded as if he was lecturing a class and not telling someone that she'd killed her two best friends. "So I killed them?" I asked, unshed tears brimm

He said with distaste as he remembered Chiara throwing a knife at her dad during the dinner. "Her family has power, territory and great connections." "Yeah, we have that too." "You are really shortsighted." Carlos scoffed at him. "Il potere è buono, ma il potere assoluto è ancora migliore. Se possiamo assumere i Marianos, saremmo i re dello Stato, nessuno potrebbe sconfiggerci. Immagina molto che poteva molto." (Power is good, but absolute power is even better. If we can take over the Marianos, we would be the kings of the state, no one could defeat us. Just imagine that much power.)

During our ride back to Luc’s house, he did as promised and answered all my questions. I ultimately learned that “grace” is actually their angelic power, gifted by God and that unlike us humans, angels are created and not born from the purest, powerful souls. I also learned that Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer were the first Archangels ever created, Raphael, Azrael, Raziel and the others being created much later. But when the first Archangels were created, the first human beings were also created and because they were God’s fragile little children, he loved them the most and gave Michael, Gabriel and Lucifer precise orders to guard and protect them.

Soon, they would expel me from the territory. As I stood watching the twins sleep, the door suddenly creaked open. I turned quickly and my eyes widened slightly at the unfamiliar presence that entered. Beside him stood Alpha Zarkus, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed coldly on me. But my focus turned to the strange man at his side. He wore a long, black hooded cloak, and in his hand was a wooden staff topped with a round, black crystal. His presence exuded ominously. “Angelicca,” Alpha Zarkus spoke. “I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.”

“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—”

A straight nose, sharp jawline, and perfectly balanced features made him look like someone an artist would spend years trying to recreate. No. He was carved by the god of sin himself. But it wasn't his looks that made her unsettled. It was the way he carried himself , calm, controlled, and utterly ceeratain that he had the power and authority that no one ever tried to rival. The chains clanked and she flinched back. She looked at him, her cheeks now red. She was caught staring. She averted her gaze but he kept staring at her intently. "Get up." His voice came out in a gruff. His expression was unreadable.

“Donna Medici, I beg for your mercy…” I thought for a moment before saying, “The one who sinned was Victor. You’re just another victim of his. You may have disrespected me before, but now that you’ve repented, I’ve decided to show you some mercy. Now, get out and never appear before me again.” Sophia bowed her head in gratitude, scrambling as she fled the study. When she reached the gates of the estate, a sudden light burst into her eyes.

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.