Archangel Nathaniel Novels & Stories

she said and cursed herself that she was blushing yet again. “What things have you read, angel?” he asked, looking very amused. “I know there are people that enjoy treating their sexual partner like a pet. Leaches, cages, pet bowls,” she told him, trying to be brave enough to meet his eyes, but failing and instead looking down. “I’m not interested in you being my literal pet, angel. I just want you at my beck and call. I want you to respect me, my word is the law. Surrender your body to me and give up all other things in your life for three years. You will be by my side when I need you, you will be in meetings if I wish so, you will see some shit and I expect you not to go crazy or freak the

At the same time the words had a very dangerous tint to it. Her eyes followed his movements as he looked up and began unlocking her right hand. For the first time since the whole incident, she had time to study his face. She hated to admit it, but she couldn't help but stare, he was handsome. Greek god like. Dark, messy hair framed a face that looked almost unreal. His black eyes were impossible to read, cold enough to send a chill down her spine. A straight nose, sharp jawline, and perfectly balanced features made him look like someone an artist would spend years trying to recreate.

He smiles. "I'm Angel," I say and return his smile. "Come on, let's go in." I turn back to the door where I find Mrs. Samuels waiting for us. The guys already found their seats. Nathan stands beside me and looks around for a seat. Unfortunately, he finds a seat before me. He smiles at me and pitifully pats my shoulder before walking to his seat.

"I'm ready" "ok, you see this girl on the screen, her parents just died in an accident but she was saved, she has a great future but without the help of an Angel, she will be led astray, you have to guard her for 18 years and if your past, I will send you to earth as a human angel to guard the human of your chosen" 18 years is a lot by then Vegas has grown, but I will come back to guard him as a human and I can be able to interact with him "ok" she smiles

~Nathan’s POV~ The moment Natalie crossed the stage, I swallowed hard. My eyes ran over her voluptuous body. Everything happened so fast. I could feel the tension between the high ranks. This wasn’t going to be an easy ride because Angel wasn’t the type to give in. I loved the way Natalie told him off, but I got nervous when she challenged him. Why? I have no idea. I knew she could take him. I’ve known Angel forever and I’ve never and I mean never liked the guy. He was a reckless a*shole. Somehow he felt, he didn’t have to listen to his authority. He liked barking orders and striking fear in others but hated to be told what to do.

"Oh, I'm sure you are Eliana. That little press conference of yours? Masterful. Wonderful, really." Eliana arched an eyebrow. "Glad you saw it. Sucking up now, huh?" Nathaniel laughed. "On your life, I am not. I am from the Archangel, calling to congratulate you." Eliana snapped back at him. "Excuse me?" "You did it flawlessly, Princess. I have to admit, I didn't think you would." "Pull out the Firenze Luxe play so hastily." "That's because you have the maddening habit of underestimating me," Eliana snarled.

“So she can finally end you and everything you stand for.” “Oh?” Victor said shaking his head. “You think taking her back to the Angels she is going to be able to rid of me?” He said walking closer to Anabel. Nathaniel summoned a white ball, it encircled Anabel and himself. “Yes I do.” He said glancing at the demons appearing all around them. “You aren’t going to stop me, we’re going to kill you.”

I looked at him and those fallen beads with a constant stare, trying to figure out, is it even possible for angels wanted to destroy this planet. He snapped at me; that shook me out from my foggy thought zone. "Do you want to know the names of the angels?" he repeats his question. "Yes," I answered, "The first one was the strongest of all, Yaahadana, He called to be vigorous; flight with the metal wings. His strength was unmatchable. But he has a soft heart. The second one was Naksh; The moon lover, an immortal shapeshifter; notorious one. The third one, Zayaan; definition of beauty and intelligence, he was called the protector.

Nathaniel announced. "Nathaniel!" I called out sharply. "I'm terribly sorry, but this is paramount, Angie. Listen, you've recovered from your injuries, haven't you? So I really must look after Hazel and Yoan. Yoan's a widow now, and her husband was a high-ranking Theta who wielded considerable influence in the Pearl Harbor Pack." "Yes, I've recovered, and your daughter hasn't awakened," I replied with biting sarcasm, "And perhaps never will." "Oh, come now, Angie. This is hardly the time for petty jealousy," Nathaniel grumbled.

She mumbles in distress. Lucifer swallows deep before he asks. “You’re Lana, but you’re not quite Lana anymore, are you? What’s your name, Seraphim?” Lana bites her lip and looks down at her lap. “Hadraniel. My name is Hadraniel.” Lucifer flinches back as if he’d been slapped in the face, his mouth tightening with an untold emotion. “Hadraniel? The angel of love. That’s what your name means?”