Angelic Virtues Novels & Stories

[Status] Name: Rosemarie Kaiser Race: Half-human, Half-Spirit Class- Oracle Level 11(Weaken) Age-18 [Congratulations, Host on meeting one of the holders of Seven Heavenly Virtues] [Detected Virtue- Charity] My entire body froze, not only me but everything around me as well. The world appeared to have stopped. [Charity, the friendship of man for God, which Unites us to God] [The most excellent of the Virtues] [Associated Skill - Prophecy Artwork - Divine Blessing]

The "Thrones or Elders, are a class of celestial beings. The Dominations regulate the duties of lower angels. It is only with extreme rarity that the angelic lords make themselves physically known to humans. The Dominations are believed to look like divinely beautiful humans with a pair of feathered wings, much like the common representation of angels, but they may be distinguished from other groups by wielding orbs of light fastened to the heads of their scepters or on the pommel of their swords. Virtues/Strongholds : these angels are those through which signs and miracles are made in the world. Powers/Authorities : Being warrior angels, they also oppose evil spirits, especially those that

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

I squint against the glare. The leader descends from the sky. An Angel. His wings are folded behind him—massive, snowy white, every feather looking as soft as a cloud. He has a face of absolute perfection. A straight nose, full lips, lines carved by God himself. Skin like pearls under moonlight. Eyes that glow with a faint, holy light. Silver-white hair flows down to his ankles. Cherubim. One of the Upper Three Orders of Angels. I know my mythology. Seraphim, Cherubim, Thrones. Cherubim are known for having "many eyes" and the ability to gaze directly at the light of God. They accept the light without emotion, purely and openly.

Certainly, the demons of the New Testament are these fallen angels. The Bible speaks of a large company of good angels, though only the names of two angelic "names" are commonly known: Michael and Gabriel. Apparently the angels are divided according to different degrees: Michael is called the archangel (meaning: "leading angel"); then there are the seraphim, the cherubim, the angels with authority and power, and a large number of angels who are ministering spirits. As spiritual beings, good angels glorify God, carry out His will, see His face, submit to Christ, are superior to men, and live in heaven. Angels carry out many activities on earth at the command of Allah. They played a special ro

The sound of their wings, however, is like raging waters. DOMINIONS- These angels receive orders from seraphs and cherubs and pass them over to the lower-ranked angels for execution. They are the upper management of the angel order. They were long robes with a green sole. They carry a golden staff in their right hand and the seal of God on the left. PRINCIPALITIES- These angels are seen as rays of light. They oversee nations and cities. They also manage the earthly duties of the angels below them. VIRTUES- These angels are shaped like sparks of light. They take orders from higher-ranked angels and turn them into miracles for the deserving. It is believed the two angels present at the ascensi

She couldn't believe what was happening was actually happening. 'Stanley Chatwin, the love of her life, was about to propose to her.' Stan made Lauren look at him after which he wiped her tears with his thumb. "Lauren, you are an Angel sent to me by God and you're honestly the best thing that has ever happened to me." "My life was hell before I met you but you walked in and made it seem like heaven again." "You believed in me when I had even lost hope in myself, you have always been there to give me a shoulder to lean on, you worry about my worries even more than I do and you're always ready to put my happiness first in all that you do."

He pulled up an old Founders' document, its text faded but legible, a list of seven words arranged in a careful circle. MEMORY. TRUTH. SACRIFICE. COMPASSION. WISDOM. COURAGE. LEGACY. "Jonathan didn't build seven trials to find seven versions of the same hero," Isaac said. "He built them to find seven different kinds of people. Different virtues. Different strengths. No single person was ever meant to hold all of it alone, that's the entire philosophy behind everything we've survived tonight." "So which virtue did each of us already answer for?" Gabriel asked.

Her gaze alone could have frozen blood. “So, Manolya,” Sophia mocked softly, “you think you’re so clever, don’t you?” She moved slowly, her fingers brushing over the thousands of scrolls resting neatly upon the shelves. “So tell me… which virtue is the key that unlocks the secret door for you?” she continued. “Is it Arete, who stands for bravery? Episteme, keeper of knowledge? Ennoia, embodiment of intelligence?” Her lips curved faintly. “Or me… Sophia, who is like wisdom itself?”

Though he adored the angelic Laura, this seductive Laura appealed to his senses as well and he noticed his body system going all hot. She looked so gorgeous and glamorous. And that dress... He mentally shook his head to rid his mind of sinful thoughts. He had imagined ripping that red dress off her and reveling in the skin and body beneath. But he pushed such thoughts away. He shouldn't be thinking of her in that manner. She was a pure white lily that needed not be tainted. Especially by a person like him. But damn, he couldn't help himself. Which man could, with a woman like Laura.