Archangel Nathaniel Novels & Stories

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

Juliana asked, faking innocence. Raphaella sneered at her, she was waiting patiently when the rat would speak up. That was Juliana, the twenty-one-year-old daughter of her stepmother and she was a cunning girl who loved acting innocent, but instead, she was a demoness from the depths of hell. “Don't talk to your older sister like that, Juliana.” Mr. Mendel scolded, and Juliana scoffed. “Sister, my foot,” Juliana muttered, she had never thought of her stepfather's children as her sisters.

"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.

“You?” Nathaniel says, with an angry tone to his voice. “You have abilities?’ His anger catches me off guard. “I thought this is what you wanted? Why are you angry with me?” I ask him, not hiding the rising anger in my own voice. “I am so sick of this Roo,” Nathaniel almost spits out my name. “I thought you were going to give us the truth, but here you are deflecting again; trying to get us to believe that you are like us. Did you really think that was going to work? huh? You aren’t an alpha; you can’t have special abilities.” He is more than angry now. His face is turning red and his fists are balled up at his sides.

Not even his friends from the company where he worked. His only regret was going back to the house after Ethan asked him to leave but again, there was no way he could ignore the message from Camila. Jeremy got up and followed the officer to find out who had come to visit. Jeremy was led into a room. He frowned seeing who had come to visit. "Who are you?" Jeremy asked upon seeing the person who had come to see him. "I am Nathaniel Green, your father," The man said and Jeremy frowned.

She is pure, sensitive, loving, and kind; she means no harm to any creature, good or bad, believing everyone deserves a chance. My father, Bernael the Fallen, followed Lucifer on his fall from grace. Bernael, known throughout Heaven and Hell as the Fallen Angel of Darkness and Evil; his only care rests on his love for death and destruction, pain and agony; nothing else holds any place in his heart, not even me, it seems. My Mother, heartbroken discovering the truth surrounding the man she loved, refused to speak of him with me. Only sharing that he was evil itself and we had to stay hidden for our safety.

a ginger hair man introduces, shocking everyone present in the meeting hall except Brendon. " Captain Mickel can use his magic only ten times a day. And yes Mickel is Hybrid of werewolf and elf that's why he has talent in magic. Be respectful towards him, you all ," Brendon says. " Oh that's very nice." Logan enters the details of Mickel and moves on to the last captain. " Codename Nick, I'm Healer. I can use my healing abilities to cure the deadly wounds of our members." Logan gives him a curious look because Nick appeared very anxious to him. His long black hair and green eyes were going well with his short height. It looked like Nick was a teenager. Logan stopped typing on his tablet and

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

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Please ask them where Tim and my sons are. ‘Nicholas is going to let me drink from him, Dominique. I am going to push the energy into you. It will heal you faster. I hope it gives you enough strength to fight your way out. Or at least breaks your bonds.’ ‘Nathaniel, save your energy. I can feel you wearing down.’ ‘I’ll be fine. I will keep the energy I get from his Beta.’