Angels Theory Novels & Stories

It’s been two weeks since I made that bet with Aidan and Isak. I’d been surprised Isak suggested it. Not because he’s an angel. Humans have an entirely wrong view of angels. I’ve yet to meet one I’d described as kind or loving. They are NOT gentle creatures here to protect humanity. They feed off the sins of mortals. They want humans to sin; to me, that doesn’t make them any better than the rest of us.

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.

Angels and now Fallens are born right after the Big Bang while Demons were born when Lucifer was banished to Hell. “Wow. The plot thickens.” Ouriel interrupted in his most dramatic voice, “If you haven’t met him, then what does he had to do with you?” Azrael shrugged and all of them turned to Rad as if he’s the one who can give them the right and precise answer. “It wasn’t written in the book.” he replied then gazes at Azrael, “You know that.” Because the tension subsides, Yerach asked everyone to sat, except for him, “Let’s clear things out first. Azrael, how did you find about that preordain matter, prophecy, whatsoever?” he asked while looking at Azrael.

Ted said and I watched as Angel's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Did you just call me a nerd?" she asked while glaring at Ted. He shrugged and pointed to me. "Do it" he ordered and Angel huffed in annoyance. "He said that if I don't want to, it's okay" she backfired. "He's dumb" Ted simply said and my eyes narrowed on him. "He's not!" Angel said, sticking her tongue out at Ted at a five year old girl would do. "You are too!" Ted said mimicking Angel and Rachel laughed at him.

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

Xavier said, looking at her expectantly. “I’ve been thinking about it,” Thea said. “You didn’t kill anyone to feed. That wasn’t your intention. You converted the energy, and it happened to feed you. You intended to save me. Plus, you killed the bad guys on my behalf—not to feed and not because you wanted to. In the lore, angels generally kill bad guys, and they do it on behalf of someone else.” “On behalf of their god,” Xavier said. Thea hesitated, then nodded. “But they don’t turn evil from it. That’s their function.”

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.

"You can't possibly order me again to reject Eriol! It has taken a toll on me in the past! You don't know how much I suffered!" His jaw pressed into a hard line. I had to step further away for caution. Angels couldn't harm humans, but they can choose to be a Fallen Angel whenever they like it. "Demons don't know love Andrea. Angels, Fallen Angels, Demons and any other entities, we aren't worthy of a human's love. That is how the Cosmos made us." I lifted my chin in an act of defiance. "If there is no exception, then to hell with it, " I said and attempted to exit the room again.

I had read that in university. I didn't realize that I was actually staring at him without blinking. My eyes were watering because I didn't blink at all. He snapped his fingers twice in front of my eyes to pull me back to the real world. I blinked a few times and shut my mouth. I was definitely behaving like a total idiot in front of him. But it was not my fault. He just told me something that was declared impossible since the beginning of time. "That's impossible. The angels can't reproduce. They are created to help keep the business of the universe going. That's why they can't impregnate anyone. Especially anyone on earth. I have read it…" I spoke in a low tone. Denying to believe him.

"Then the Angels came. They brought messages which seldom heard and listened. Then, they stayed for the pleasure of it. For their powers and ability to create magic, humans believed they were Deities themselves. Angels loved the pretensions and they played the game. When they sired, that's all where the trouble started. The half-breeds of humans and angels had gifts. They were called Magicians and when they knew that fact, they all started to make Angels as Deities. What a foolish way to start a war with the Deitie "The Deities were angered. So many of them and the Angels - there messengers and servants - were worshipped. So then, the war started, how that war happened, no one could ever be