Black Angel Michael Novels & Stories

she said looking back at Michael. “Well of course, an Angel is the only one that can do other then the father himself.” Michael said clearing his throat. “Anabel you are going to have to trust me, there is nothing I am not going to block so you won’t feel like you’re missing a lot of your brain and your memory.”

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

I scoffed, "Who am I to be mad at you for such a silly reason? We just met a few days ago, we're not even friends." "Don't say that, Angel," he said, softly, lifting my face with the tip of his index finger and his thumb. "Yes, you're not a friend to me, you are so much more. Eversince, the day you came into my life, you changed it, Cherry. What was a dark, gloomy day, you turned it into a bright sunny one. You are the echo to my silence. You are happiness to my sadness. You are the light to my darkness, Angel. And I'd be damned to see a tear in these God damn beautiful eyes because of me," he softly wiped the small trace of tear at the corner of my left eye with the tip of his thumb. "I'm s

I mumbled. "You wouldn't say that if you really know me," he said taking small steps towards me and I also moved steps backwards in fear. "W-who are you?" I stuttered. "I'm Theodore Black. The owner of Black Enterprise Co. and also one of the most powerful Mafia leaders in the country," he said studying my reaction. I stood there shocked and scared for myself. Why on Earth did I speak to him like that? I was sure I heard that name before but I just didn't know where and now that I know, I wish I didn't.

I asked again to test her to convince me. “Many” “And who are you again? What is your role?” “I am Michael, and I am an archangel, who was assigned to gather all of the fallen angels to bring them back to heaven” She answered and I became speechless because I didn’t expect this all. I lost my wife, my career and now I am an angel. An angel of death. WOW!

I died knowing our murderer was Robertson, my father's comate. ****** When I died, I saw a handsome tall man with white feathers standing above me as rays of light follows him around. "Who are you..?" I asked looking as I stared at him... "I am Archangel Michael...here to take you to heaven" he replied smiling "Really..?" I asked beaming at him. "Ha ha ha ha" he laughed In a wicked and menacing manner. His handsome face turned devilish and scary, the rays around him turned to some pieces of soot and his white feathers are now black.

Blake said as Michael left the room and returned to the car to move it back into place. Blake looked at the remaining women in the room and noticed their concerned looks. “What are your opinions about what Michael said?” Blake asked them. There was silence as all contemplated what was revealed. Maia was the first to break the silence. “Michael is an Archangel who was always Yawayer’s right-hand man, and for him to turn against Him seems not right. So I don’t trust him in what he wants to do. Maybe he is using you to get into Hell and destroy it once and for all, knowing that you would do whatever it takes to save the mortal realm; maybe it’s an excuse.” Maia commented, bringing doubt to Blak

Mr Carter said and Ethan acknowledged Andrews's greetings with a nod. They all exited Olivia's apartment and locked it. They all sat in Andrews's car and headed for the company. The drive was made in silence as each one prayed for the safety of Olivia. "God, I recently got to know you. The preacher man said to me; Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full. This is the scripture he read to me. So, God, this is my first request, please keep Olivia safe and help us find her," Mr Carter prayed

Angel adjusted the box she was holding under one arm and placed her free hand on her hip, looking at him with disgust for a moment before her face began to fall. “Don’t bother making promises you can’t keep and besides, it’s too late anyway.” The sadness in her voice might have been enough to tell Layon how she felt but it was in that moment that he saw a flash of memory in his mind’s eye, a woman who looked much like Angel but slightly older, a woman who was no longer around. The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack.