Apocalypse Archangel Novels & Stories

Esme shakes her head while some of the other women giggle as if the answer to my question should be obvious. "Goodness me, you know nothing, do you?" Esme stops cleaning the angel and approaches me, pointing at who I think must be Azrael, even though I have yet to confirm it. "That angel over there is Azrael, the angel who appeared out of nowhere two weeks ago. He protects our town from evil, and we pay him by taking care of him after his battles." I take a deep breath with my eyes locked on Azrael. My heart is experiencing tiny, bittersweet flutters. "So it is you..."

Standing a good distance from the battlefield where blood and magic had been spilled for quite some time now, Apollo Sky the Loyal – whose white-feathered wings were spread out in the darkened skies of the Nether World – cocked his head. His cerulean eyes flashed with relief and wariness for even Maleficent the Glutton was given a chance by the Higher Creator of the realms, the irrefutable fact that an archangel had turned into a fallen one was something that Heavenly World could not let go of – especially his father.

He was shuddering and couldn’t respond. “I am Archangel Aries, the Head of this Cascade!” a loud booming voice resonated throughout the room. I looked up and saw a muscular Archangel. “We have gathered to witness The Hearing of these angels before me: Port, of Herald’s Ville, and Doom, of Reaper’s Lair. These two angels are allegedly in a romantic relationship,” My world crumbled.

Archangel Michael, commander of the Legion Michael, angel of War and Power Archangel Raphael, commander of the Legion Raphael, angel of Vitality and Healing Archangel Gabriel, commander of the Legion Gabriel, angel of Messages and Guidance Archangel Uriel, commander of the Legion Uriel, angel of Wisdom and Fire Archangel Raguel, commander of the Legion Raguel, angel of Justice Archangel Sarakiel, commander of the Legion Sarakiel, angel of Peace Archangel Lucifer, commander of the Legion Lucifer and the bright morning star, angel of music and radiance These beings watched over the universe, and followed the decree of the Omnipotent One. But some desired more. Led by the Archangel Lucifer, one

"Archangel of Mercy, take these Cursebane Pills into the 18th Hell. Question Aryella and Asketel. Find out what Sylvester and the High Marshal are plotting. Get everything." "As you command." The Archangel of Mercy was thrilled. The 18th Hell wasn't somewhere one could just stroll into. Even for an Archangel, access was rare—let alone meeting the infamous demons, Aryella and Asketel. However, the moment she stepped past the gate, a wave of murderous intent engulfed her. "Who's there?" The Archangel of Mercy went on full alert. When she saw the figure step from the shadows, she quickly bowed. "Mr. Barstaple, I am the Archangel of Mercy, one of the nine Archangels. I was sent to deliver the Cu

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

It was going to shatter. When it did finally shatter, and the screams began, I jerked my head towards the sound, holding up my arms, the blue veins instinctively glowing brighter as if alerting me to the danger at hand. The Archangels, who, I had noticed, had held back for most of the battle so far, remaining to the rear of their forces, overseeing the conflict and issuing orders to their commanders, were now hovering in the air, their heads thrown back as they screamed up into the skies. They screamed in unison, as one, and the sound they made – full of agony and fury - was terrifying to the core, but nowhere near as terrifying as the sound that greeted them in return.

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.

I laughed. “Well I mean you can, but the poor girl is probably traumatized, and who knows what happened to her over there. I mean she was with the Angels... The fucking Archangel to be exact…You know the one who went rogue and separated his good side and bad side. Then together they wreaked havoc on earth. This is why they got put into Pandora’s Box, I'm sure. It was strange when they disappeared so it makes sense now… But you noticed who she was with, who was holding her hostage? The good side. You’re going to tell me that she didn’t spend the entire three months there living with those two psychos and didn’t get even kind of close to the good side?” Viper explained. “No way, I don’t even w

Cain asked. “On the island, hunters and coven saw two powerful fallen angels. One of them was Samael. The other was Abaddon known as the destroyer or angel of destruction.” said Tyler. “Abaddon, his job is to oversee the destruction of the world’s inhabitants. He also has henchmen who have been instructed to torture people, but they will not kill them.” “Perhaps he causes human suffering,” said Axen. “Now that you know the two fallen angels, it’s not good for those two to join forces,” said Tyler. “And if we can’t stop what happens you need to read the bible, go to church and pray. Ask for forgiveness and repent.”