Angels And Death Novels & Stories

"I wanna know about the angels, about this war," she said, trying to present her question without being rude. "I wanna know exactly what's going on." "Very well," Jaron sighed. "If you really want the full story…" He cleared his throat before continuing. "The angels are a race of egotistical demons. We aren't even sure what their race was originally called. They adapted the name 'angel' because they considered themselves the messengers of God. They believe in 'survival of the fittest,' but they're the ones who decide just who lives and who dies. We retaliated against them…after suffering a tremendous loss. We've been fighting them ever since, trying to keep other planets safe, planets that t

‘Angels are spiritual beings that can, to a certain degree, take on physical form at will. But when they descend to Earth as a Fallen Angel, they morph into a solid body, immortal yet dead, waiting for their final judgment to take place. They retain their abilities and powers; to use it for good or evil is their choice, but with the promise of Hell if they do so to hurt humans. Numerous reasons are present why an angel becomes a Fallen, but all of these led straight to their rules. Once broken, punishment is to be made. It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God.’

"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.

He whispered into Gadreel’s ear. When an angel dies, its soul dies with it. There is no rebirth. There is no return home. It is final. A tear ran down Gabriel’s check as he watched cracks of light rip his friend apart. The end of an Angel is surprisingly beautiful. There is no blood just light and then a burst, almost like a fire work. Gabriel was met by instant pain. Not in his side where Gadreel’s sword had pierced his skin. But in his back. His wings were being ripped from his body.

Feeling the pain flow through me, my eyes opened wide and I heard a shriek. "ANGELA!" ***** Well, well, well, what was it? Will she die? Or will someone save her? Bloom M.

It was just his thing. Angels also did dirty jobs. Ohh yes, in every good, there had to be a bad egg to spoil the crate but even the bad Angels never came here. Instead they sent their slaves - humans - or better still, if they had demon allies, they sent them to do their dirty works for them, because sending a human in here was only asking for death, their blood was intoxicating and they could be easily identified, demons and Angels could easily smell out a human.

Chapter 56 The angel is surrounded by a powerful intimidating aura and always with murderous intent. Death angel is unforgiving and always makes sure to complete whatever he has started. He holds a sharp double-edged sword in his hand. He controls the keys of a worldly disaster such as tsunami, road accident, fire, flood, plane crash, and anything associated with death. He controls about 555 black wings angels in the dark realm. I said angel of death as a member of a celestial martial saint I command you from today to come to my aid at the battlefield. I command you to obey me from today as decreed by the divine order. The angel bowed to me and responded so shall it be my lord.

The WORLD is full of Love and Hate. Only people with Courage choose to Love since it requires wearing your heart on sleeves and not many people can do that. —Mehak Gupta *plays The Nights by Avicii* AUTHOR'S POV: An Overview about Foundation When humans use words like Angels and Demons, Good and Evil, they don't realize how close these things existed near them. It's not just the not-so-human beings but also the worlds where these kinds existed. Most of the people categorized Angels and Demons to be living in Heaven and Hell with the predefined characteristics of pure and taint respectively which wasn't even ten percent correct. Heaven and hell were the places where a person's soul would be t

he answered me. I dumbfoundedly looked at him. He could read my mind? “Before The Creator created humans, there are already angels with Him—" "Wait," I interrupted him. "You're really a fucking angel? As in angel?" He frowned. "Do I have to repeat everything to you?" "I…" I didn't know what to say. "When He created humans, he assigned two kinds of angels to accompany them. The birth angel and the death angel," he continued. "The birth angels were assigned to accompany humans the minute they were born until they reached the age of ten years. In short, they are the guardian angels. On the other hand, the death angels were assigned to accompany humans when they are about to die and bring them t

She had herself. The other two Alphas shook their heads and walked away. Trisha snapped her fingers at Aileen, who was still deep in thought. As she turned, Amos called her. "You know, Mon filles, back in Paris, we used to call soul shifters L'anges de la mort. Angels of Death." "I know what it means. I passed French in high school." Half a lie. Aileen did pass French, but it was under the UT Agency's special training program. She had never seen the four walls of a high school.