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And it worked, although my insides twisted. Anyway, this sacrifice was not in vain. I managed to crash the program and make the camera image near the 'Mad Dog' cell disappear for a while. I had time to talk to him, learn the names of the 'Scarlet Angels', and even see what they looked like, or at least what they looked like from his perspective. Laurens Vermeulen may be a murderer, but he has an artistic talent. His drawing of the 'Scarlet Angels' is almost like a photo - it looks so realistic and has so many details! I'm still surprised how he could remember so much while that these creatures tortured him. But what's more important, I finally got to know their appearance. Of course, I wasn'

I also wouldn't mind if you have constructive criticism about my book. SERAPHIMS- Also known as the burning ones. They are the highest angelic class and are caretakers of God's throne constantly singing praises to God. They are described as fiery six-winged beings with two wings that cover their faces and two that cover their feet and the last two they use to fly.

Something was definitely up and Lisa had a feeling she wouldn’t like what came next. Zadkiel landed silently behind Lisa, she was only alerted to his presence but a slight ripple of displaced air. While lesser reapers like Lisa looked no different from humans, archangels were another story. Zadkiel stood tall, almost 7 feet with lean muscle and massive white wings, brighter than snow. His skin was the same shade as his wings, but there was an ethereal glow to its alabaster hue that made it painful to look at him for too long. The archangel wore a pair of black jeans, black boots, and a plain black t-shirt along with a silver pendant around his neck, the mark of his office.

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

"My name is Marcus Aurelius one of the archangels of the creator, I was created by the creator as a replacement for Lucifer after he rebelled against the creator.i was given the role of an archangel immediately after my creation much to the envy of the lower Angela.i loved my position and attacked my tasks without delay until one fateful dayan incident happened that costed me my position u"

“How about an angel?” He nods. “It would have to be a very old Archangel or Seraphim. Archangels only reign in heaven, which would be hard for humans to enter unless they’re dead. And the only powerful Seraphim still currently living on earth is Mathias. Lukan would have been a candidate, but he’s also dead, and he was mated to a Cherubin. It can’t be Mathias for the obvious reason that he’s living freely and is mated to a young seraph. Plus, it would also have to be two unlikely pairings. There are none alive with that kind of power who are paired.” I contemplate the options but draw a blank. “Damn, I guess that brings us back to square one.”

With that, he sounded an alarm that shook both heaven and earth. All at once, five more of the archangels appear in front of them. Namely Michael, Rafael, Baraquel, Judiel, and Saraqael. Though one was enough to scare Asmon to his wits. And it was the Archangel Rafael that was forever after him. Easy enough, Asmon was bound by the Archangel. And was ready to slay the monster when Axel reacted. “He still has the consciousness of Urie’s younger brother. You can’t kill him.”

The angels saw her face and fell in love, for they are two halves of a whole. But her mind was turned to the balance of things, and like dreams always out of reach, none of the angels could have her. The Marian was black as night, the Maiden gold as day, and the Magdalene red like blood. Marian spun the threads, the Maiden measured them, and the Magdalene cut. The archangels were her princes, executing her will. As the Dunamis, her champions, they are the bureaucracy of the universe, attending to the checks and balances of things.

Allex smirked as she also fought with the same intensity also swinging her claws to harm her face. Michael and Gabriel with the other seven archangels, Raguel, Raphael, Uriel, Azael, Barachiel, Verchiel and Zerachiel, looked at Jophiel with so much fury. Feeling their wrathful stare, Wrath felt anger for his lover that he cannot tell he didn't intend to betray them nor the creator. He glared at them then released fiery demonic flames in which Fierro deflected with his fire elemental flames.

He cursed at his luck, kicking dirt into the air, he just had to be the one to tell it to Renard. The Arch Angel lived lavishly as befitting the self proclaimed ruler of the earth, he was the only Angel known to have multiple human slaves which he never allowed out of the house except for Ben, and in a crooked but also good way, Renard was actually providing shelter and safety for the humans that he kept.