Archangel 12 Novels & Stories

I think his name was Theo or something. His hair was wet and he only had a towel wrapped lose on his lower area. He looked very hot and angry. And oh he had some nice abs too. Wait is that some eight packs I see? Holy cow! He has eight packs and some ripped muscles too. As much as I wanted to look away, the drops of water on his chest trailing down to his v-line was calling on to me. Literally.

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’s the only one who flashes a smile but Azrael gave him a glare. The last boy was Radeuriel, has clean fringed-up chestnut brown hair and is the tallest and leanest. His ocean blue eyes fits with his long and narrow nose and thin lips that smiles eerily for Azrael. For an Angel, he has a piercing on his left eyebrow and lower lip. They were the Angel of Wrath, Mercy, the Earth, Command and the Archives, respectively. “Give this up. You know it won’t work.” Yerachmiel said, his voice is set as a quiver.

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

I nodded and snuggled closer into his arms. I didn't understand why, but I felt so good, safe for once in my life. Man: Do you know your age? Angel: No, I replied with a resigned sigh. Man: How long has he been giving you the treatment? I thought to remember how long… Angel: It started two winters ago, a few days before the first snow, a few days before the autumn equinox, I think. Man: So that makes two years! You must be about twenty, that's good, it's not too late…

These eight were the archangels. 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

I open the Team Rankings and lock onto my targets for tonight: [Rank 1: Elite Squad 1]. An hour later, I lock the door to Arlo's dorm. He's already turned his desk into a glowing, state-of-the-art hacking terminal. "Show me the nightmare list," I order, leaning over his shoulder. Arlo brings up the high-res patrol files. We scroll past the ridiculously handsome Archangel and Vampire. Then, I freeze. I stare at the third target for a solid minute. "Arlo...did you accidentally d******d a picture of a UFO?" "That's Raziel," Arlo shivers. "He doesn't use his human form. He's a biblically accurate Throne Angel."

I turned back to the ring, where Azriel stood within a huge puddle of black goo. The angel was even more delicate looking in real life than he had been in his photo. His wings were folded behind his back and made of creamy white feathers that looked softer than silk. He wore golden armor with ornate swirls and patterns that were etched with symbols too ancient for me to decipher. “All right,” he said with a long outward breath. “In exchange for you keeping my secret, I will escort one individual—” “Two,” said Fenrir. “Two individuals to the Fifth Faction of Hell.” He pursed his lips. “I will do my utmost to provide a distraction and to keep the demons busy with an inspection, but that’s the

Louis shouted with disgust in his eyes and sarcasm in his voice. "I'm not!" Angelica started to defend herself. When she look around, she saw everyone looking at her from head to toe like looking down on her. She clenched her fists and angrily look to Owen. "You're the reason why Leon never accepted any offers from star Agency! And yet you betrayed him by lying to him! You're ruining his future but you still have the face to stay with him?! Aren't you ashamed?!" This time, Angelica is throwing her tantrums to Owen to let everyone focus on him. But it didn't work.

’ Angel wasn't taking any chances. He didn't care if he looked ridiculous in his current position. Trembling in a dirty dress shirt. No pants. Only briefs. Barefoot and holding a gun. A gun he didn't even know how to shoot. But he knows he won't miss. He had precision. He was a damned student doctor for fuck’s sake! His hands were stable. Trained not to shake—even with great pressure. Angel was done being a damsel in distress. He gritted his teeth. “I don’t believe that you’ll shoot me, my Ange—” A shot rang. **