Archangels Azrael Novels & Stories

Nathanael turns and descends the steps. “My how the mighty have fallen,” Raziel boasts from the edge where he looms above. His fists are so clenched, his nails make marks in his palms. If he could feel pain, they would probably ache. He wanders down the pathway alongside the river by foot. Mindlessly, he walks through the Pearly Gates, not even bothering to waive to Saint Peter before his feet pause at the edge of the clouds. Below him lies a completely different world-Earth. He was only sent there twice over the past few months-earthly time-on assignment as an Archangel.

Her stare turned into glares and she put on a sick smile on her face. "Oh look who's here! My lovely cousin!" she exclaimed, sarcasm dripping in each and every words she said. Ace turned to look at me and his eyes widened when he realized that I, Angel, was standing in front of him. "I'm so pleased to see you again" she said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Satan" I replied coolly and stood straight making my way to the balcony, next to Ace. My cheeks reddened when i realized that Ace was checking my dress. His eyes raked over my body shamelessly and he smirked.

Who the fuck trapped Lucifer inside an elevator, why did he bring Angela with him there and what happened between the two of them alone inside the elevator? Angela’s POV “Angela! Thank God you’re finally awake!” the eased expression on Rafael’s face was the first thing that I saw as soon as I opened my eyes. I looked around to see where am I. I thought I was still inside the elevator.. Thank God.. “How do you feel right now? Are you alright? Did Lucifer hurt you?” Lucifer.. “Where’s Lucifer?” I asked. “He went home already.” Rafael replied. “That’s good..” I heaved a sigh of relief.

I looked at him and those fallen beads with a constant stare, trying to figure out, is it even possible for angels wanted to destroy this planet. He snapped at me; that shook me out from my foggy thought zone. "Do you want to know the names of the angels?" he repeats his question. "Yes," I answered, "The first one was the strongest of all, Yaahadana, He called to be vigorous; flight with the metal wings. His strength was unmatchable. But he has a soft heart. The second one was Naksh; The moon lover, an immortal shapeshifter; notorious one. The third one, Zayaan; definition of beauty and intelligence, he was called the protector.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

These eight were the archangels. Archangel Michael, commander of the Legion Michael, angel of War and Power Archangel Raphael, commander of the Legion Raphael, angel of Vitality and Healing Archangel Gabriel, commander of the Legion Gabriel, angel of Messages and Guidance Archangel Uriel, commander of the Legion Uriel, angel of Wisdom and Fire Archangel Raguel, commander of the Legion Raguel, angel of Justice Archangel Sarakiel, commander of the Legion Sarakiel, angel of Peace Archangel Lucifer, commander of the Legion Lucifer and the bright morning star, angel of music and radiance

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

His fingers wrap around mine, his grip tight before he yanks me towards him. “Azriel-” “Do not speak another word if you want your soul to be inside that body of yours,” Azriel warns, his voice sounds gravelly, however, the fury in his voice is evident. Instead of walking towards the door that leads to the hall, he tugs me forward in the opposite direction. My heart thunders in my chest as he rounds the building and walks straight towards the forest that now looks nothing but menacing at this time of the evening – inky black and foreboding.

He traveled across Plains and Planets and brought good tidings to its inhabitants oftentimes helping in escorting Souls of the Dead across the Black Death River. As a busy Angel, Azrael led a decent lifestyle, adored by many, feared by some. He was friendly and well-suited to his job and the people he served. But even then, Azrael had a tendency to get carried away with his duties; so he made time to go wandering the Unclaimed Grounds. He would often find time to wander into the Silent Grounds to free his Spirits of their many hidden burdens.

“Well. You see… We were thinking that... maybe you would like to let the twins in the shadow realm, to live with Uriel, since you won't be able to look after them and concentrate on the war at the same time. I mean, we know that you care about them, but you will only put yourself in danger if you'll take them with you to Hell. Better said, you'll only end up putting them in danger, since you know how to take care of yourself.” “It's alright Emily, it has already crossed my mind to let them live with either Uriel or Azrael. Though, letting them live with Uriel, might be a better idea since the circles respect him a bit more than Azrael.” “Yup, but I wonder why?” “Because, Azraels wings are bl