Archangels Academy Novels & Stories

Chapter 64: Santa Cruz Night Tuesday – The Day The next morning, sunlight slanted through the tall arched windows of BludHeaven Academy’s cafeteria, turning the polished marble floors into pools of liquid gold. The usual morning chaos was in full swing: younger students darting between tables, trays clattering, the rich scent of fresh coffee mingling with warm pastries and something faintly metallic that only the older vampires seemed to notice.

Whatever the latter meant. They relaxed their offensive stance at the sound of their master's subtle cough and peeled out of his sight when he tapped at the shoulder of the one that looked the most aggressive. "The Archangels are not some ordinary cult group, Angel. We are the rulers of the underworld, yes, and that's not necessarily a bad thing." He sat beside me and explained to me with the tone a mother uses when reasoning with her ignorant child. I couldn't believe my ears!

While he was again in a good mood, I hurried to tell him one more piece of news, “Dear, while you were relaxing in the hospital…” “Relaxing? I was completely out of it for several weeks, Angel,” he snorted, but I paid no attention. “I did a little something. All exclusively to remove your guilt complex about the past.” “Well, tell me then,” Reive was obviously preparing himself to hear the worst. “I’ve opened a new Academy of Necromancy.” “You did what?” He didn’t understand.

“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

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.