Archangel Michael Chain Novels & Stories

Elaine stared at me again and those cobalt blue eyes closed long as she nodded affirmatively. "Di-difficult, I think..." Was she speaking well when she entered Callisto’s office, was that one of the effects of the handcuffs? The scene of Michael being chained and dragged to Callisto’s feet came to mind. In the original work, Michael - the great archangel, the one who drove Lucifer out of paradise and tore off his wings -, was sent by his father to take care of his saint. Michael hated the idea of Elaine being in Callisto’s arms and after falling madly in love with the saint, he became obsessed to the point of intervening in his father’s plans (this was his misfortune).

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Stomp! Under the gazes of tens of thousands of people in the Bestial Battle Arena, Second Angel Michael looked contemptuously at Yang Xiao. A harmless smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. "My dear Dragon Lord, I advise you to close your eyes and stop struggling. Believe me, I will soon kill you and let you leave this world without any pain!" As he said that, the second angel, Michael, touched his pocket and put a set of finger tigers made of deep-sea black iron on his finger.

"I will ask you this question once more, cat man, and don't even try pretending that you don't understand English because I heard you talking moments ago." Azrael has to glance away while biting his lower lip. I've gone total mafia boss, and the angel seems to find it amusing. His wings are folded behind his back, and his hair is flowing around his skull. He looks too angelic to be one of the bad guys, but I think I'm doing an excellent job inspiring fear in these cat people. "I-I don't understand what you're talking about!" The cat man shouts. "Please, release me! Put me down!"

I’m not sure he deserves a second chance with her, but I also know the mate bond is hard to ignore. Michael was able to convince the settlement that it is time to stop ignoring what’s going on outside their safe walls and prepare for the war that he believes is coming. There are 6 other settlements between North and South America and several others around the world. He plans to meet with the leaders of each of them and try to get word to many of the original angels that descended to earth to live. These angels mixed in with the races of both humans and super naturals and have had many children over the millennia. Some of their offspring were also immortal, but others just lived longer lifesp

Blake said as Michael left the room and returned to the car to move it back into place. Blake looked at the remaining women in the room and noticed their concerned looks. “What are your opinions about what Michael said?” Blake asked them. There was silence as all contemplated what was revealed. Maia was the first to break the silence. “Michael is an Archangel who was always Yawayer’s right-hand man, and for him to turn against Him seems not right. So I don’t trust him in what he wants to do. Maybe he is using you to get into Hell and destroy it once and for all, knowing that you would do whatever it takes to save the mortal realm; maybe it’s an excuse.” Maia commented, bringing doubt to Blak

raged. Today I would face one of my fathers. Lucifel ... While the other angels were talking to each other and having a joke about Michael's non-existent height, I looked tense at the stairs. Would he notice me? Maybe even have a private word with me? Had I even disappointed him or even filled him with pride? The moment had come and we felt a pure light. A young, beautiful angel came down the stairs. A graceful figure in white robes. On his left ear he wore a gold earring with a red ruby. A chain went from this to his pointed auricle and was attached to this. On the right side of the ear he had a similar jewelry, only that there was no gemstone in his earring. It was a divine ornament that

A pair of dark blue eyes and ruby red ones met halfway. “Stop right there, old geezer,” said Damon under his breath. “Y-You dare!” A deep knot lodged between Michael the Loyal’s face as his face contorted from the fact that his heavenly body was tainted by a demon-spawn’s touch. The leader of the arc angels took four steps backward as he caressed his wrist which was touched by the halfling prince.

Michael's eyes blazed an intense scrutiny as he approached, drawing closer to the edge of the shield, and, as he did so, I noticed three other creatures had broken away from the army and were edging towards us, until finally all four of them stopped just a few metres away, lined up in a row. 'The Archangels,' I said to Ethan, not taking my eyes off of them. The Angel closest to where I stood, stepped closer to the shield. This one was darker-skinned than the others, with black shadows under his eyes like war-paint, and tight wiry blonde curls closely-cropped to this skull. Reaching out, he touched a gold-nailed hand to the shield, which fizzed and sparked under his touch and he snatched it a