Archangel Raziel Novels & Stories

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

It was like I am in some spell. A few days later, there was an attack on Angelina by dark angel and demons. I fought with them alongside archangels. We won the fight but I was badly hurt. I was taken to witches where they need to make a potion for which they needed a fairy's nail and not just any fairy.it has to be a fairy princess nail. Eva knew there is no option so she asked Carol for help. Carol knowing that it's me immediately helped and gave her nails to the witch who created the potion and I was healed.

I was so confused, “Who?” Ard’al walked over to me, “Addie you are a half angel. Your father was Raphael. He was one of the highest-ranking angels, an archangel. That’s where you got your healing abilities from.” “You are kidding me right, an angel.” My breaths started coming fast and I felt another attack coming on. Rainn pulled my face into his neck. I breathed in.

"You know what? It would help me a lot if you left me alone! Go back to being with your mate because I sure as hell don't need you here with me!" "Not before we have talked!" Azrael says. I roll my eyes. "Look, my hand was disappearing in the kitchen earlier. It might look normal now, but I was fading away. Somehow I healed. I don't know how, but since you weren't there when the latter happened, maybe you should stay away from me?" Azrael laughs; it's a malicious sound. "That's impossible! Nothing in this world can stop you from vanishing once it starts. That's why people fear falling in love with an angel so much!"

“Now listen, girl. You have to realize that you have opened a whole lot of darkness, by falling in love with a fallen angel like Azrael.” “He isn’t a fallen angel, Grandmother Willow.” Ava turned towards her with a glare within her eyes. Something that the spirit was glad to see, other than the pain. “He is the Angel of Death, not a fallen angel. He was a given a job to collect souls for God.”

I eyed her with a depressed mind while hugging my bag like a teddy bear. “Are you fine?” Miss Solon asked me with a concerned look. I looked at her with teary eyes. After sprinkling salt on my wound you are asking me about how I am or am I fine? Why didn’t you tell me that the idol I will be working with will have that evil nature. I complained in my mind. And moreover, how did I judge him by just meeting him for the first time thinking that he will be an angel or whatever. Whom should I blame? You or me. Ugh.. I hope all this could be a nightmare. Not caring about Rucia’s question, I fixed my eyes on the floor.

"I wa-want to see h-him just even a glimpse o-of him." Pika inhaled and blew it out, sitting beside the soul he almost killed. He understand why this stupid soul want it so bad. Being an Archangel, he has a soft heart to stuffs like this. Someone trying their best just to see someone else. Even if it kills them. "You are pretty strong," he commented. "While we wait for your friends, why don't we chat quietly."

I said as I recall the times I’ve seen Laura before. “L-Laura?” he stuttered. “Yes, the one and only Laura Ballentine. But a werewolf murdered her five years ago and her soul already dissipated into dust.” I said. He gasped and froze. I understand his reaction because once an angel dies, his/her soul will dissipate forever into dust. That’s the punishment of living in the mortal realm without the consent from the Gods and Goddesses and running away from obligation and duties as an Archangel. Laura Ballentine is an Archangel and the eldest sister of Elaine. So Azrael is Elaine’s nephew? This is interesting. What would be Azrael’s reaction if he found out? Should I tell him or I’ll let him dis

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

- said the angel on the right, named Orphamiel. - Exactly, you must have been curious yourself, otherwise you would have resisted more.- added Razael, standing on the left. - Okay, take it easy guys.- Rathanael turned gently to them. - There's no point in arguing, since you're already here anyway.- Saraqael said, looking at those three like a mother on her mischievous children.- Please, be more serious, you belong to the Scarlet Roses after all. You're good at your job, but sometimes you act like children.- she sighed, then turned her head to Esther.- Meet your colleagues, they're Orphamiel, Anahel and Razael.- Saraqael introduced them, pointing from right to left.- Their main task is to bri