Archangel Raziel Novels & Stories

“That’s my woman. You are nothing compared to her.” Vincenzo stared at me for a full thirty seconds. Then suddenly, he burst into laughter, bending forward as he laughed uncontrollably. “This is too good.” He wiped tears from the corners of his eyes. “But you’re wrong. She’s not your woman.” He took a pause before spelling it out, “She’s your enemy.” My breathing hitched. Pain shot through the severed fingers on my left hand, spreading through my entire body. My voice came out hoarse. “Enough. Tell me, how do I make Rachel come back to me?”

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go

But you are the sin of Wrath," I said in an incredulous tone. You can't try to free yourself from your anger. She's what really strengthens you. Where was Anne thinking about trying to influence you to watch meditation videos? "Well, it was that or letting the other one make braids in my hair, but the archangel offered himself first. I choked on the sudden laugh that reached my throat. “Was Zylah braiding Kleyphon's hair? How could I not notice that? "Oh, I don't know," commented Tennebris, now taking a look at me." Maybe you were too busy melting for the archangel who always knew about your deaths, was always next to our greatest enemy, and who never moved a grain to do for you what Faye an

There is no escape. He opens the door and when I see he's shirtless, my breath catches. - You know, I don't know how you can have the name of an angel when you're a demon- he whispers dangerously, getting closer and closer to me until he cornered me against the wall. He puts his two arms on either side of my body, and he looks me straight in the eyes, intimidating and explosive, like a time bomb. - You have the name of a demon, Azael- My breathing accelerates at dizzying speed due to the proximity of our lips.

Ouch,” she cried out, holding her arm. Sharp pains shot through her right arm which had made its second hurtful contact with the floor that day. She didn’t have time to think because she was immediately dragged harshly off the floor by the man she fell with, who had already stood, still looking murderous. “Who the f**k do you think you are,” he spat angrily. She cringed at his raised voice, then began trying to free her left arm. “Let go of me, you bastard!”

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance.

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

Dark said seriously. Aza chuckled. "In truth, it's exciting to play with both of you. Two of the most successful angels of our generation. There are three of us, you know, as a fallen angel, I am the one who can offend angels and humans. Just like now, an angel of death is offended with me." Dark wasn't saying anything. He was just looking at the other house. How many times has he seen East there? "You know, they will hide Gavin Elizalde there?" said Aza, smiling.

Angel stood up from her seat and went among the dancing people. Angel removed her navel so that his long and beautiful hair fell down. Angel also removed her cloak and opened the two buttons of her vest as if she were being washed. Angel raised both of her arms above her head and waved her hands. Twisting and turning while grinding down like a madman stroking his hair, Angel noticed that the people dancing had moved aside to give him a wide space. Angel suddenly felt something on his waist, and when he turned his gaze to it, he immediately noticed a hand wrapped around it.

"He brought you back to life." Rhys sighed, seeming to lose his patience. "Your soulmate is alive; hug it out, so we can wipe your memories." "Wait!" Eryx scrambled off the floor and rushed to his soulmate's side, the previous horror gone as he drew Killian into his arms and looked between Rhys and me with a few new fears. "You are going to erase our memories. What exactly are you?" "Demons." Rhys blurted with a roll of his eyes. "The good ones and your friend, there is a guardian angel; that's why he was able to bring your soulmate back to life. How lucky you are."