Aquarius Angels Novels & Stories

Althea hesitated for a moment, unsure whether she should tell Gavriel what she had been seeing. But given the circumstances, it felt like a sign that she needed to tell him everything. “Angels,” she continued softly. “I can see who has angels around them and who doesn’t. When I woke up, I lost the ability to hear or read minds, but I started seeing angels… and unclean spirits too. Things that aren’t visible to everyone.” She offered him a small, reassuring smile. “I have a powerful angel with me right now, so you don’t need to worry. Aurus will take care of me.”

Aurelian did not react. He did not question. But he did not look away. A shift occurred. Not in the world below. Within him. Small. Almost unnoticeable. A delay. A moment where no command filled the space. Aurelian should have concluded the observation. He did not. He continued. A voice broke the stillness. Not from Earth. From Heaven. “Aurelian.” He turned instantly. An Archangel stood behind him. Its form was identical in perfection, yet its presence carried greater weight. Its wings extended further, its light more concentrated, its existence more defined by authority.

Turning around, they beheld six of the seven Archangels standing tall, their arrival striking fear into the hearts of the Fallen Archangels. Asmodeus, now healed and standing behind Maria, realized she sought to spare him from the impending judgment of the Holy Archangels. He attempted to leave her side, but Maria's gentle voice, still laced with her human essence, urged him to stay, "Please, Asmo, don't get involved. This is not a fight you can win." Archangel Michael, completing the squad, appeared behind Asmodeus, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder, and whispering, "Listen to her, Asmodeus. This is not your war anymore."

Damon’s POV I had no idea this was even possible, I don’t know how I didn’t figure it out sooner. Angel is floating, literally floating off the ground a few inches, she’s glowing a golden yellow. There is an aura around her that everyone can physically see. It’s a moment in history that everyone will talk about for years to come.

“You grew up to be the pride of the country, to be the best you could be. And from that day on, all the colors in the world returned. Silverwall is an even more beautiful place than before.” “I… still don't understand why we're discussing this,” said Louise after a moment of admiration. "Why are we discussing this?" The nymph led Louise to sit back down. "Of course for your future, Lady." "What does it mean?" "All Angels come from special people, but not all special people can become angels because being an Angel is a choice," Tiffany explained, her eyes always turning sharp every time they talked about serious things. “Oh, Lady, you don't know how much I want to read you bedtime stories eve

He gave me his hand and pulled me up on my feet again. "That is not true, my baby. There is one more soul you can get for our masters. Mira will be coming soon. And she will not be alone. You can kill everyone. I will be with you. But make sure to kill the unborn child in her womb. Two souls of the MacCarthy family. The blood line that was blessed by the four archangels. Angel Michael, Angel Azrael, Angel Rafael and the mighty Angel Gabriel." I smiled widely as I heard the good news my father told me. I was clapping my hands in excitement and I was laughing with my father.

She gave me a cheeky wave and I waved back lightly. I hid myself before the woman could swivel her head to look at me. "Who are you talking about?" The woman asked. "An angel. She was right there mommy, she even waved at me." Alexis explained. "There's no one there, Alexis. You're just giving me excuses so that I can let you play in the rain. Not happening!" The lady muttered immaculately and I heard the little one huff loudly. "But mommy I really saw a beautiful angel..." Her voice trailed off. Beautiful angel huh? I'm no where close to being an angel and I will never be. With the amount of hatred that I have in my heart I don't think I deserve to be called an angel.

The clouds opened and white angels flew down from the opened sky. Thousands of thousands of white angels flew down and they all assembled themselves in mid air and bowed down before Sela. "Great god of Tranquip, son of the great gods of tranquility and peace we are at your service." they all chorused which echoed through out the entire earth deafening various eardrums of nearby people. lucifer laughed hard and stretched out his hands and a black staff appeared in it. He stamped the staff on the ground and the ground opened into two with different skeletal hands making way out of it.

When rays of sun melts the ice off of the ground for the flowers to bloom again. She opened her eyes again and pulled my hand on her lap. "Centuries ago, spirituals were one of the creatures who lived and protected this planet. They were different from all the other creatures. They were blessed by four most powerful angels. And with their powers, they could kill and reincarnate anything. They were basically the most powerful creatures living on earth." Angel Ramiel started telling us the story about my powers. Everyone was listening. I felt like I was part of that story. Of course I was technically part of that story.

muttered Sugar Aquarius seriously with his intensely sharp and straight eyesight towards Evania. “Sorry… Sorry, My Aqua Darling… But, I always know… No matter how dangerous it is, no matter how hazardous it’ll be, you’ll always be there to help and to save me, Aqua Darling…” Evania tried to circle her arm round her hero monster’s strong, sturdy, and robust arm in order to extinguish his flame of anger, furiousness as well as jealousy. “Let’s go back to my place first… Let’s see what punishment I can give to you for not being an obedient girlfriend as well as future wife…” uttered Aquarius again with his knowingly as well as meaningfully sharp eyesight.