Novel & Cerita Angels Mythology

This seems odd and Angelica wanted to know the reason for their argument. "Why are you so wicked? Angelica wouldn't forgive you if she finds out what you are planning to do." Pamela spat out. "And I don't fucking care. She will never get angry at her father because if she finds out what am planning to do, she will give her life for my happiness. You very well know how much she loves me" Gerald pouted. Pamela gave him a menacing gaze, she didn't just know how to convince this man to change his evil plan against his daughter. Angelica is never worth evil things, she's just an innocent girl who craves to be loved by people and now her father is planning to kill her, sacrificing her blood to the

ATARIAH’S POV My ears perked as Helga opened her mouth to speak. The strange look in her eyes only kept me grounded to hear all that she had to say. I had sought this knowledge, so I do not want to miss out on anything. “Many centuries ago, every being that existed on the earth and Ouranos lived in harmony. The human was led by the god Laila, werewolves by the moon goddess, vampires were followers of Dracula, and the angels had their winged god Ares, who rules the Ouranos and is also the leader of the angels. They coexisted without going against each other.”

Vivian and Fate stood face to face. Vivian couldn't understand what fate was trying to tell her and Fate understood that. "There are three divine angels- Life, Fate and Death. Rest all are made by them. All other angels were mortals before except the three divine angels. They are angels by birth.

"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 said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

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.

goes to the library, "there is a section of Christian beliefs, (he keeps looking until he finds a dusty book with strange letters) or a book," luck starts to read it and tells him a paragraph important "in the history of man the angels have descended countless times, but their grace is so powerful that they can form a global cataclysm, they are similar to human light since they were created by God, the only one and true, there are categories of angels but the most powerful is the archangel, all angels are strong and can stop time and move through the flow of it, they have wings but they are not visible to the eye only when they are in their celestial form they can see them, the power of the

“We’re waiting for Selene, Thor, and Hecate. They tried to get to Nyx to save her, but… it didn’t work. Fucking angels. They were supposed to help and haven’t shown up since that first visit.” Jacob’s pinky grazes my exposed skin where my shirt has ridden up. I shiver—hating that he still makes me feel this way even when I’m mad. But I don’t move away. That would mean leaving Hermes and Alexander too. And honestly, I like the feeling. Uggggh. Being mad at these boys is exhausting. Jacob’s voice sobers me. “Why are the angels so important?” “They’re like me and a few other gods,” Hermes explains. “Able to move between worlds. That’s rare. But the angels could bring enough firepower to turn th

When Koda and Layla left, we walked them outside and Layla introduced us to the two angels who would be watching over our house. Kemuel and Ramiel are both very handsome angels, and they look like fierce warriors. I’m glad to have them guarding the house. Now I don’t have to sleep with one eye open.

‘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.’