Biblically Correct Angels Novels & Stories

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”

Both types of angles, however, are believed to have been created by God to protect humans. The word angel in the Hebrew Bible, Greek New Testament, and the Koran means 'a messenger of God'. The word simply denotes the duties of a messenger. The word does not describe any type name for the matter. Most of the time, in art, angels are depicted as humanoids with bird-like wings (white feathers) and halos. Often, they wore robes, and they were always shown amidst various kinds of shining lights.

"That's the one!" Saye peeps. I shouldn't be surprised because the world isn't as every day as people believe it to be. There are unearthly beings in this world that no humans have ever known. They only see them in aspects of media for entertainment. But to think, the real Azrael is before me in the flesh. However, his name in the bible describes a fallen angel, an archangel like Lucifer who rebelled against the heavens. I guess the history of angels and demons as mortal enemies is true. Azrael is titled the Angel of Death and Grim Reaper, an entity responsible for transporting souls to the afterlife with records of the deceased.

Three hours earlier... "She's meant to pay in all ways possible for her father's sins Cassian. You and I know what that means." A blonde haired woman no older than her late twenties said. She calmly looked at the man in front of her . Her red manicured fingernails kept clicking on her desk with a rhythmic pattern, like she was counting down seconds. Cassian didn't raise his eyes from the kitten laying on his lap. "She'll be useful. You know that Bella."

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

My dad didn’t know much about it. I could hardly look at the angels because they were so bright. I was surprised though by what I saw. Rephael and Gabreil were women. I had assumed all the archangels were men. Ezekiel pulled me down, as I had not noticed we were at the throne now. All the angels stared at us with caution as we bowed.

The creatures of the Ambivalent world believed the circle of life and with this – it helped them move on quite easily. The creatures around the Turning their heads, the beings with light colored hairs paired with their white and silver garbs adorned with golden linens and jeweled buttons strode towards the center of the meadow where the Methuselah tree was located. Leading the troop of angels who were clad on their knightly uniforms was a woman who was being guided the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful.

"Because it is a shameful matter." The two stopped in the garden and sat down. "The universe is a very vast place Azazel. Demons used to be angels who served the gods in Heaven. But then something happened, some angels weren't satisfied with serving the gods. They planned a revolt, unfortunately for them their revolt failed. They were banished to earth with their families." "And those fallen angels and their descendants became demons." Theodore said in realization. "Yes." "So if angels are more powerful than demons, does that mean that gods are even more powerful?"

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

It was wider and more genuine, but far more deadly. "A good fiction," Kaine said warmly. "Truly. The fallen angel with a desire for redemption in truth. That is a powerful Biblically based image," Kaine said. He took a nonchalant striding movement to one side, pacing slowly around the pedestal in a complete circle. "But it contains one irrevocable fault," Kaine added.