Angels Mythology Novels & Stories

I asked aloud. ‘Yes, I think so. But you can try.’ “You, not we?” ‘I am not for stealing. I don’t like it.’ I scoffed. Spoilsport. That term again, I noted, eyes peering into the texts more intently. Ancients. According to the books, they were the most powerful beings to have walked the earth, because they are part angels. They were extinct too. Although nothing was said about how that happened except they had been at loggerheads with vampires, demon spawns.

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.

“You can't hide behind your sarcasm forever, little mortal. I know you're terrified- I hear your heart beating wildly, smell your fear on the air as cortisol races through your veins. It's all very endearing, like a kitten mewling for help in the clutches of a wolf.” “You're avoiding my question,” I said, voice wavering. His gaze was penetrating- there was nothing else to see beyond his haunting face. The rest of the night tunneled to blackness, losing its faint color in the cold light of his skin. “You know, angels were depicted with wings in religious art to symbolize their connection to the divine. Somewhere along the way, people mistook metaphor for fact, and the belief that angels

Contrary to popular belief, angels were not pretty. Ten feet tall with three pairs of wings, they were surrounded in holy fire with a singular large brown eye in the middle to give judgmental glares at the poor individual who had the misfortune to be in their presence. The Fallen weren’t any better, without the holy fire, they just looked like a giant eyeball with too many wings. Azazel was the Watcher at the gate of Hell, guarding any demons from escaping to the world above and wreaking havoc. He would only let people through either by permission by the Lords of Hell or if he could be bribed.

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!"

Pulling the book out of its place, I relaxed on my bed and opened to where I had stopped reading. 'The prophecy that was told by Hebron stated that an Angel of Light will fall in love with a Dark Angel. They would be the first angels to feel extreme emotions and they would be the first angels to act on it. Those two angels would give up everything they've ever known to be with one another. In time they would bear a child, a son, that unlike ordinary angels would be a vessel that could wield forces of light and dark thus making him the strongest being to exist in the three realms.

Miss Katelyn just tackled the plot, the deadline, the props, and everything that the play would be needing will be provided by the school itself. The story revolves around the heroine named Psyche, and the hero named Cleidon. Cleidon is an angel from the sky, basically Psyche’s guardian angel. It was said that Psyche has been abandoned by her own family giving her the cruelest way of life where she finds herself wishing for death to be able to escape from the sadness that she feels and also the reason why she never believe in love. Then the almighty descended Cloud to fulfill his last mission, and that is to teach psyche how to love again.

Then a crystal chandelier hung beautifully on the roof of her dorm room. Nara was speechless, he could only admire everything that appeared in his eyes. Exquisite. His hands were busy touching all the things he had never met in hell. "How do you like it?" Asked Rafael, he smiled when he saw Nara smiling. The girl nodded. "You know?" Raphael asked starting the conversation. "Angel and nymphs are heavenly creatures based on the marriage of humans with angels. However, only warrior angels, servants can marry humans. For angels like me, Rail and the others can only marry fellow angels or nymphs," Nara began understand life in heaven, even though only a few percent he understood what Rafael meant

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance.

Zeus boomed. “They were in the woods a great distance from me. I had been keeping an eye on them while watching Aria. Aria had banished Lucifer from her home during the night so I did not think that Lucifer would be getting anywhere near her again. Michael somehow convinced Lucifer to go to the house and they got too close before I realized it.” Typhon explained. “Angels? What kind of Angels?” The Fates asked. “The kind from the New God these mortals worship. Aria’s soulmate is one of them.” Zeus said flatly.