Apocalypse Archangel Novels & Stories

Swords, shields, spears—and a fifth hand left free, I guess, in case they feel like waving. Their faces are angular, hard—almost geometrically wrong. Like someone tried to build a human using only architecture. And they’re just standing there. No introduction. No explanation. Rude, honestly. Zeus straightens, his aura sparking dangerously as he steps forward. “Who are you?” The lead one speaks. When he does, it’s like a symphony of machinery. Ten voices, perfectly harmonized, echoing from inside your brain and vibrating in your bones. “I am the archangel Michael. This is the archangel Uriel. We have come to help you defeat the fallen angel Lucifer… once and for all.”

The doors crushed the arm, but the creature kept snarling until the bones snapped and the doors finally sealed. The elevator rose in heavy silence. Marcus clutched his bleeding arm. “The serum… we have to get it somewhere safe.” “We need to warn everyone,” Lena said, her voice shaking. “This is spreading faster than we modeled.” When they reached the surface, snow was falling softly over the remote Colorado facility. Alarms wailed behind them as they stumbled into the cold night. Marcus pulled out his encrypted phone. “This is Dr. Marcus Reese. Full containment failure. Aerion is active. Recommend immediate orbital strike. Do not send ground teams.”

At the same time the words had a very dangerous tint to it. Her eyes followed his movements as he looked up and began unlocking her right hand. For the first time since the whole incident, she had time to study his face. She hated to admit it, but she couldn't help but stare, he was handsome. Greek god like. Dark, messy hair framed a face that looked almost unreal. His black eyes were impossible to read, cold enough to send a chill down her spine. A straight nose, sharp jawline, and perfectly balanced features made him look like someone an artist would spend years trying to recreate.

I said as I recall the times I’ve seen Laura before. “L-Laura?” he stuttered. “Yes, the one and only Laura Ballentine. But a werewolf murdered her five years ago and her soul already dissipated into dust.” I said. He gasped and froze. I understand his reaction because once an angel dies, his/her soul will dissipate forever into dust. That’s the punishment of living in the mortal realm without the consent from the Gods and Goddesses and running away from obligation and duties as an Archangel. Laura Ballentine is an Archangel and the eldest sister of Elaine. So Azrael is Elaine’s nephew? This is interesting. What would be Azrael’s reaction if he found out? Should I tell him or I’ll let him dis

Mason's POV: "ANGEL!" My blood ran cold as I rushed towards her lifeless body. Cradling her head in my lap, I took in her unconscious form, panic setting in my bones, as I watched her lie there, unresponsive. "Angel!" I called out again, in hopes of seeing her open her beautiful eyes. Holding her face in my hand, I gave her cheek a slight tap only to find out her face was flushed and hot to the touch. I realized she had a high fever.

"Yes, I am your girlfriend, we broke up back then but we still made it up and stayed together. I even promised you that I will be your girlfriend again while we're trying to escape from the holdapers, don't you really remember even a tiny bit of that, Lucifer?please remember me, I am Angela Santos." He furrowed his brows then he glared at me, "Don't you even dare pretend! I don't know you, I don't even know what do you want from me but please stop this stupidity, I am not the Lucifer that you're saying so shut the hell up!" He said as he started walking away, going to his car. "N-No, Lucifer! This is me, Angela! Lucifer!! Don't leave me here please, Lucifer!!!" I yelled and yelled his name

eight in a teardrop form. I heard the humans scream for victory. Raising their weapon in the sky to show Victory. I saw hope in the lost souls too. I saw a paper with pride written on it, burned before it touched my hand. The task is done and the seven deadly sins are gone. The barrier gets thick again. The heaven opens and the seven archangels kneel including Michael who is fighting the Nephilims to protect the humans. I defeated Samael and he is gone, same with Maria. The Nephilim that he help to escape just to give terror to humans are gone too. As well as his army of angels. They all turned into ash one by one as when their master got defeated. Husk and Tusk returned to themselves. A cu

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

Angels appeared in a variety of guises and, when it came to a certain time, a descendant of angels and demons was born to people, who would sweep all people off the face of the earth . They called him the word Ultima, the last. I looked up at Scott, terrified. It was a good thing he didn't see it! On the very last page there was a list of all the Ultima. It turns out there were an awful lot of them. And there was also a list of angels and archangels approaching the end of the world! And the first were Rahiel and Raphael. I saw Raphael once in my life. And, it seems, he has the same monastery...

The leader of the angel soldiers walks in our direction while the rest of the soldiers go straight to the gate to protect the barriers. "You're Dylan, I presumed," he formally asked me. He looks dignified but polite. I find him very intimidating. "Yeah, and you are?" I casually said. I tried to act cool. I'm a freakin' Supreme Being! Who could level with that? "I'm Amenadiel an Archangel and the commander in charge of this division," he said in a low baritone voice. Even his voice sounds impressive, but I ignored it and act casually. "Well, it's about time that you guys show up! This place is about to collapse," I reported to him.