Angels In The Sky Book 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.

Then she added more seriously, “They’re heavenly beings created only to carry out God’s missions. They’re not like fallen angels who became demons here on earth. They’re faithful to God, obedient, and will never commit sin or do anything forbidden by Heaven.” Gavriel slowly nodded. “You’ve learned a lot about them in such a short time.” “I have,” she agreed softly. “I’ve been having visions and dreams that help me understand things. And besides… Elior left us a copy of the Book of the Law of God. That helped too.” “How about my angels?” Gavriel asked.

He looked a bit troubled. He slightly shook his head and smiled. “I have something for you.” My eyebrows shot up. Cassius walked towards me and handed me a book. “Here,” The book was thick; it also looked ancient based on its ripped edges on some pages. The hard cover is slightly cracked and the colors are faded. “Thank you, what is it about?” I looked at the strange book. He licked his lip, “It’s a book of angels.” I slowly nodded my head, “Huh,” I shrugged

This is Book Two of the Demonic Angels Trilogy, this book will not make sense unless you read ‘Alpha’s Fallen Angel’ first. Thank you guys for reading and for all the support! Aylin is by far my favorite character of mine, so I’ve been looking forward to this book for quite awhile! Enjoy :)

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

“Here, take these pills then I’ll get you something to eat.” He reluctantly swallowed those capsules. While Noah chewed on that half-cooked broccoli I walked over to the window and pushed the glass open. Tranquillity. That appeasing scent from the jasmine, moonbeams fondling the shrubs to sleep, while an angel with dark wings that were ornamented with minute jewels twinkled in series. Its wings concealed the sky protecting it from evil’s sight when the creatures beneath it slept in peace. Just then a woodpecker arrived at its home after a long tiring day. I long for the day when my sight will finally fall on the sky ripped apart and when that slit will manifest the jewels, close together man

By: Terrance Smith "My dear blue angel, flying up in the sky. I know you experienced a lot of pain, But you don't need to cry. The wind will guide you to the right path. If you fall, I'll be there for you to catch. Heaven is smiling at you. The gates are always open to let you through. No more letting the devil control your life. Spread your wings and take flight. I know I let you down and left you red. But don't beat yourself down, Because this is not the end. This blue angel is stronger than god. Nothing about her is odd. Nothing for her to be ashamed of. She will always be loved. Blue for her represents rebirth. Being an angel gives her worth. I love you, because you are true. So my dear

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"

"Just like that? Instant forgiveness?" "Yep." I poke his chest with the spoon. "You're ridiculous." "Probably." "Dangerously trusting." "Only with you." I scoff. "You don't even know what the crime is." Azren leans back slightly in the chair, studying me with amusement. "Alright," he says. "Let's hear it then. What terrible sin did my angel commit?" I open my mouth. The truth sits heavy in my chest. The thought of Torres' card. The thought of bargaining. The desperation. But the words don't come. Instead, I huff and shove another spoonful at him.