Archangels Academy Novels & Stories

“All angels are blood thirsty. Look at Iraziel. How many people has he killed, trying to get to me?” “More than you think.” Noah replied, closing the book in his hands. Where Thorne was dark, brooding and the muscle of the trio; Noah was paler, louder and the brains. Well... as brainy as you could get, when you were a demon. “Archon is a thousand times worse. He is one of God’s highest generals, only just under the feet of the Arc-Angels. And let me tell you one thing… you don’t want those fuckers anywhere near you. If you think Archon has plans for you… The Arc’s are worse. They won't want to keep you alive, they will want to skin you and make an example out of you.”

“We don’t even know where in Venice they are,” Angel scowled at him, her cheeks beginning to grow hot with embarrassment at her own excuses. “There’s only one place a runaway fairy would go in Venice,” Layon responded. Angel’s stomach clenched because she knew he was right. Though she’d never left Silverdale, she was well aware of many other supernatural communities thanks to her learning at the university. It didn’t take much to guess where Chris would have taken Reebah now that they knew a general location. “I have a job to do,”

“Class is starting and unlike you I need these lessons, I’m not automatically an entitled heir to a kingdom. I rolled my eyes at her trying to tame my anger. I needed to remain calm and not let my temper get the best of me; and while I might be heir to one of the four kingdoms, it definitely hadn’t been a picnic living in the shadows of my parents. “Says the heiress to all four kingdoms.” I can’t help it but put my two cents in, what can I say, I’ve never been the one to not finish an argument. Katrina started to reply to my comment, but stopped as soon as she heard the teacher’s voice. “Good Morning Class. Today we will be going over the history of Archangels, the first archangel we will be

"As long as you do not influence anyone to write books and refuse to say prayers, or confess who you really are, you are welcome, Miss Flamel. I laughed and the sound echoed from the room to the hallway, as I opened the door and left. At the altar I met again that group of girls who were now part of the school I attended. Each of them had an archangel, and both their eyes and those of their guardians fell on me when I surrept through the wall behind the altar. The archangels watched me from head to toe, looking for a trace of blood, anything that could incriminate me. None of them made any mention of putting themselves in my way, watching with great attention as I walked away and went out th

"We shall always pray that Father God, in the name of Jesus Christ, will protect us with Arc Angels Michel and Gabriel, along with all of their devoted angels of God, to minister to us and protect us against the fallen angel Lucifer." Teddy expressed interest in Natalia's narrative by adding, “When you have more time, Mom, could you tell me more about those courageous and devoted Archangels?" Darwin intervened, speaking enthusiastically, "Obviously, my son, you should get some rest before returning home tomorrow. Once your mind and spirit are fully awake, we will view a video about the Fallen Angel and God's faithful, powerful warrior angels." "Kuya Darwin, may I come over to your house and

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

Chapter 8: The Weight of Questions Even though vampires were supposed to be ancient—centuries-old predators who’d watched empires rise and fall—the four queens of BludHeaven were anomalies. Each one frozen at nineteen, their bodies locked in the bloom of late adolescence while their minds carried the weight of lives far longer than their faces suggested. The school had been carved into four wings after the Integration Accords: North for Seraphina Locke’s tech-infused domain, East for Liora Kane’s shadowed artistic realm, South for Ravenna Slade’s raw kinetic territory, and West—Elara Voss’s domain—where the gothic cowgirl ruled with a drawl and a silver spur.

The most rare was called the arch angels. They had beautiful white wings that could fly to the heavens if they chose to. Their skin glowed like the sun and their eyes were white. Everything about them was pure and beautiful. The hell angels find and eliminate these shifters. Only our king, Chase stands with those wings now and after two hundred years they have been considered an extinct race.

I also wouldn't mind if you have constructive criticism about my book. SERAPHIMS- Also known as the burning ones. They are the highest angelic class and are caretakers of God's throne constantly singing praises to God. They are described as fiery six-winged beings with two wings that cover their faces and two that cover their feet and the last two they use to fly.

I added pouting. "Okay," he said running his fingers through his hair. I jumped and squealed happily. "But-" he said making me stop abruptly, "-you'll be going to the same school as Xavier. Just to make sure nothing happens to you." I squealed in happiness and huged him. "Thank you very very very very much Theo!" I said happily into his chest. His hands slowly wrapped my little frame and that's when I realized what I was doing. I was hugging him when he was almost naked!