Archangel Stories Novels & Stories

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 laughed. “Well I mean you can, but the poor girl is probably traumatized, and who knows what happened to her over there. I mean she was with the Angels... The fucking Archangel to be exact…You know the one who went rogue and separated his good side and bad side. Then together they wreaked havoc on earth. This is why they got put into Pandora’s Box, I'm sure. It was strange when they disappeared so it makes sense now… But you noticed who she was with, who was holding her hostage? The good side. You’re going to tell me that she didn’t spend the entire three months there living with those two psychos and didn’t get even kind of close to the good side?” Viper explained. “No way, I don’t even w

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."

It seems that only an angel can kill another angel. Then I happened to stumble upon an ancient text that had many loose, recent extracts tucked into the back, about The Daemonium. 1254 years old. Dargan Chernobog chosen by The God of Hell to rule over all the evils of the world at the age of only 14. The newer pages were left by an angel in training, Azazel. Brought into the mansion at 16, he uncovered all of The Daemonium’s plans to… “Miss Ashyver.” A female voice breaks me from my reading. “There is a ball being hosted this evening and The Daemonium requests you to begin preparations. He will present you to the society this evening.”

“-the archangel's right. I saw a shadow black as pitch on the Metro. Had no idea what the hell it was doing. It just stood there over the subway grate. Watching.” “They're Watchers, he said. Like from the legends of old-” “Don't say such a thing! Such evil never walked the earth. Those are lies the angels tell so we don't dare to question their actions.” The bar fell silent as Samael entered. He sighed and slumped into my seat, ink stains on his face. “I'm exhausted,” Samael bemoaned. “You're crushing me!” He ignored me. “Women's thighs are delightfully soft. Damien, is there any vodka?- ah.” He tipped the bottle towards me as he scanned the ledger. “Want some, maggot? I apprec

They arrived yesterday, so maybe I will meet them some other time. The house is empty. Yeah, I live alone. Wait, you're probably asking yourself, 'Who's that chick?' Yeah, I just quoted Rihanna. Well, I'm Angel Harper, and I turned eighteen two weeks ago. I used to live with my grandmother, but as soon as I could, I decided to move out. My parents and my ten-year-old little brother died in a car crash when I was thirteen. I put my bag on the table, then make my way to my bedroom. I love going to the gym because I see it as the best way to get rid of stress, anger, and frustration. Also, in the end, you are awarded little abs.

“Order fights for the light while chaos fights for darkness. Never forget the boundary between good and evil just because you started to frolic with a pathetic zombie!” This action of the arch angel earned him a deep frown from Damon who remained as a third party not until he could tell that he needed to meddle between two angels. The moment the leader of the arch angels was about to raise his hand again for a second slap against the apprentice angel, Damon decided that it was the right time step forward. On cue, Damon stepped in between the father and son as he caught the arch angel’s wrist. A pair of dark blue eyes and ruby red ones met halfway.

Hunter said coldly “Jared, you better hope you had your daddy’s approval for your little stunt earlier, because now you’ve confronted her in front of witnesses, that makes you responsible. Give your dad a message from me, he’s being dethroned.” She saw it before anyone else did, and automatically put herself between her father and Jared who had swung at him. She caught his fist in her hand and squeezed tightly. She said coldly “Say what you want about me, play your childish little boy games, but touch my father and I’ll make you disappear.” Devon by this time had himself between Angel and Jared, Jared was staring at her in shock, then said snidely “What kind of woman can do shit like that, y

were standing near the door to the room. They were the opposites to Hades and his Demon friends, they were darkly handsome, oozing sexuality and seduction, irresistibly attractive to both males and females. Not the men looking at her, they were just as tall and just as powerful and stood like Roman Centurions in their golden armour, they had long golden hair and deep blue eyes. Goodness seeped out of them, along with kindness and love, their souls were pure and Melody instinctively knew what they were, 'You, you, oh my gosh, you are Angels.' She whispered getting to her knees and bowing h

that all the page numbers are gone, and the pages are shuffled. This we know too. Your feelings are correct and wrong about us. I am an angel, but not only that, I'm an archangel. I am not from your world as you know it. I am from a dimension of it. There is no one on this Earth that knows of me, because here I do not exist. All the archangels are brothers and sisters no matter what dimension. Each dimension has 7 archangels, their own fallen, but all under one God. That is why I said, your grandmother was a very strong woman to hold us. Each Earth is different, and events play out in different ways. One thing is true for all dimensions that will happen. The end fight will happen. The compe