Arch Angel Blade Novels & Stories

Feeling the pain flow through me, my eyes opened wide and I heard a shriek. "ANGELA!" ***** Well, well, well, what was it? Will she die? Or will someone save her? Bloom M.

And Elder Melissa ran to us when she saw Aurora's condition. "What happened to her?" Melissa asked me as soon as she approached us. "We don't have much time. She has been stabbed by Angel's blade. Please Malissa do anything you can. Just save her." I heard Raphael's panicked voice. Melissa gasped covering her mouth. Because the Angel blade is a lethal weapon for us. It can kill us, even any angels. Raphael put her on the bed and Elder Linda also joined to begin the treatment. They sent us outside of the room and closed the door.

"Mom. Mom, please wake up! I need you! I'm sorry! Please wake up! I love you mom!" But there is no reply. And the world's most beautiful hybrid in all of creation's soul is no more. Her black and violet wings lay spread out across the floor. I run my hands across her face closing her sad eyes. There's only one way to kill and angel, be it purebred or hybrid. And that's with an angel blade. A round sword looking thing with runes carved into it. Remi! Remi, watch out! Blaze screams through our mind link. Ignoring the warning I look around the room for Blaze instead. My blood pumps faster, anger boils in my veins; when I see Blaze.

She stands up and tackles a staggering Foxy to the ground once more. It’s when I see the glint of the knife in Angel’s hand that time seems to stop. I watch as she raises the knife in her hand, screaming, with tears streaming down her face as she brings it down when she tackled from the side. The knife flies from her hand and Blaze has her in his arms as she fights him, sobbing and crying.

Uriel said in his thoughts as he immediately flew to his chamber. He opens the book of light and darkness and flips over to a page where he sees a picture of a blade and he begins to read. “When a demon's blood mixes with an angel's blood it can create what they call the blade of Angels. With this blade the person wielding it can kill off any light supernaturals with just a single slash. None has been able to create such a blade but if the blade falls into the wrong hands it can be very dangerous for all light supernaturals.”

Jordan said. “What is the Azrael’s blade and how was it formed?” Penelope asked and the hall was quiet for sometime. “The Azrael blade originally belongs to the angel of death. It was formed in the bowels of hell by the great self acclaimed Lord of hell, Lucifer Morningstar. The blade was stolen during the wars between angels and demons and since then, it has been passed unto many humans and has lost its true essence, you are currently in possession of it” Jordan said and Penelope knew it was the end for her and he was certainly having her powers.

Sila ang mga Archangels: ​Michael (The Sword): Isang mech na nakatutok sa melee combat at predictive speed. ​Gabriel (The Shield): Isang lumilipad na tanke na may impenetrable force fields. ​Raphael (The Eye): Isang long-range sniper mech na kayang tumingin sa iba't ibang spectrum ng liwanag. ​ANG TAYUAN NG SUPREME COMMANDER ​"Ipagpatuloy niyo ang pag-akyat!" utos ni Xander kina Aria at Liam. "Ako na ang bahala sa mga 'anghel' na ito."

"You have betrayed our trust, and now you face the consequences of your deeds." Anabelle barreled toward me, hands clenched into fists. "You think you can take everything from us? You're nothing without me!" she screamed, and the force of the Angel surged within me as I ducked her strike and evaded her approach. "Enough!" I shouted, voice ringing strong. "Not just my life! All of us! No longer pawns in your game!” A dynamic unity surrounding loud chants surrounded me with a pack aiming to counter darkness. "Blair! Blair! Blair!" they yelled once more without faltering. Even that minor glory was more than enough to show me Jayce and Anabelle were on their way down.

Their protective wall was burning out. "Run, get her out of here" I commanded as he ran by. I felt a huge gust of air and when I turned around, both he and Ava were gone. With their protective wall down, the hoard was now back to running to us, to kill. The weapons of the Archangel started to glow brightly as they came closer and suddenly, I understood. They were designed to kill demons.

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.