Black Angel Michael Novels & Stories

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.

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.

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

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.