Novelas y relatos de Archangel Raziel

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

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

my lips moved alone and a low, childish laughter was heard. Remiel. The seventh archangel and the seventh angel to fall. Even after so many centuries, he still preferred that childish form. "You look excited, brother," he said playing with a lollipop on his small, pink lips. Ramiel’s hair remained blond as it was before his fall, his eyes remained bluish, as the mortal sky had been before Asra stained him with her rage and her skin... she resembled porcelain, but among all that made him look more like-if to the archangel who had been so long ago, were his wings.

“Within the ten days, if the angel doesn’t involve himself or her self into any sinful activities, the angel can be redeemed” Hagne smiled broadly. “That’s wonderful! Then that means we’ll be able to help you abstain from evil”. Azaliah smiled back at her. “I’m sorry to say but it’s not that easy. Angels are more sensitive than humans. We have never experienced what humans experience so the urge would be ten times stronger on an angel. Everything would hit at once and Azaliah would need so much self restraint if she wants to go through this without problems. But just as Hagne said…we’ll help you, the whole heaven is behind you. You’ll get through this”.

deveradev_: Okay, Thank you! I watched a movie on n*****x first because I have nothing else to do. At eight o'clock I took a bath because it took me a while to get ready. When I finished, I dried my hair first and then I changed my clothes. I don't know what kind of birthday it was so I'm just wearing white lace bra and brown pants and I paired it with black coat, I just put a minimal make up dbecause it will also peel off if I last longer at the party.

Just the feeling of his fear had me in a full blown panic, but my mind was too disoriented to really feel the panic, or understand what I was feeling. “This is an Angel blade!” Raziel snarled, and the sound of his voice made me tremble. I had never heard him angry before, and I never wanted to again. He had the scariest pissed off voice I had ever heard. I suddenly was grateful that I was not on the receiving end of that voice. It could have been the blood loss making things seem worse than they were. But, if we are being honest, I wasn’t in pain anymore and that had to be a good thing… Right?

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

Her red hair was growing pale and dull – almost as grey as her skin. “Beta Roger, who is this girl?” “It’s ironic that her name is Angel when that Demon-hybrid showed her to her doom. Now she will be an angel of Hell or not even that. As you know, the souls of those who die consumed by dark magic are forever lost. She won’t ever make it to heaven or hell,” he said casually, his eyes still fixed on his phone. So that was what Elijah was: a Demon-hybrid. Yet our Alpha did his bidding. How I wish I was brave enough to take my family and leave this pack. Except it wasn’t that easy, and I was too tired.

He even gave me a one-day grace period so I could still enjoy my freedom. Like why the hellcrap did I end up this way? I know I'm not a good person and I deserve every misfortune that life has to offer, but what the flying fuck? Seriously? A cunning supernatural creature with a horned skull for a mask? Bruh, if the universe wanted to punish me, they should have sent a sexy vampire instead.

Eva's POV Snap out of it, crazy woman. He is watching you! AHEM! " It's a pleasure to you too, CEO Vetos Ralph. I'm director manager of the company Eva del Rio," I introduced myself and shook hands with him. Behind Vetos was a man who appeared to be secretary of his. He was blonde and had bright yellow eyes, something one could never see in other countries. Elves have a very angelic and unique appearance that can make anyone fall in love with them. They are nature loving and avoid wars or fights with violent creatures. It's surprising how an elf from Madrid has travelled so far from his country to sign the deal with our company.