Black Angel Michael Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened when she saw who came to meet her, and so did Aleph’s. “I would like to have a walk with you, if you don’t mind”. Michael said to her. Azaliah nodded slowly and began to move towards him not even saying goodbye to Aleph. The guardian angel wanted to follow but the hand Michael lifted up made him stop in his tracks. He gulped before nodding and bowing. He then watched them walk away while Azaliah kept a safe distance between her and the archangel.He sighed. “I need a new job”. FLASBACK 2

“We are almost there,” the driver informed Kylie. Kylie nodded her head in response and turned to the man seated next to her. Michael, the archangel who signified war and combat, was sleeping soundly next to her. She and Michael were sharing on car while Davies and Jack were sharing the other. It was difficult to believe that this person was capable of turning the world upside down if he unleashed his power. Alas, it was usually the most unassuming of individuals who were capable of the most unexpected things.

Where traumatized souls came to forget after their deaths. According to Michael, the archangel who had been my guide as an angel, their god was able to give his “holy power” to those that he deemed worthy. But he was unable to take it away. That was the “world’s work,” for all were made in their god’s image and all were full of his glory. He was unable to take that away from them. Funny, I’ve never seen him on the moonlit pack runs.

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.

One of those times, an injured archangel called Michael was seeking refuge in the area and witnessed the entire scene. Angela only realised she was found out when the sound of Michael collapsing caught her attention. While she nursed him back to health, Michael did not rebuff her for being merciless but he did not support nor encourage this side to her. He patiently taught and mentored her the ways to be merciful. He patiently cleared any doubts and eased any frustrations she had. Angela felt accepted and supported by Michael and eventually fell in love. Michael liked her drive and maturity to change and improve her character, so he also fell in love with her.

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

And in that moment, I understood something clearly, Angel wasn’t just a responsibility to him. She was his greatest wound.

Micheal stated. " Your daughter? " Mysterious asked in suprise and Micheal nodded. " The Woman who your mother Katarra is using is called Becky, And she is the True mother of Diana my daughter, I cannot let my daughter die and I will stop her when the time is right but Armageddon is getting stronger " Micheal answered. " Can't you help us? You are the strongest Angel ever known? " Mysterious asked and Micheal nodded negatively, He faced the sky with smiles on his face and he said.

Then, standing with her hands over the ashes, she starts her chant. - Cande cineres Maiorum meorum, qui laesi mortui sunt, surge et fac angelum dubitare. fac Angelum nuntiare avunculo iter per hebdomadam morari. (Latin translation - White ashes of my ancestors, who died wronged, rise and make Angel doubt. Make Angel tell his uncle to delay the trip for a week.) The ashes slowly turn into steam, which rises and passes under the door. Traveling the distance between the rooms, it enters under the door, where Angel rests from the new attempt on his life.