Black Angel Michael Novels & Stories

It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God. ~ JMFelic (An overview) *** Heavenly Realm Hundreds of Years Ago “Are you happy now?” Mikha’el queried when they were left alone in the middle of a spacious hall. He was standing in Aestaroath’s front, looking down at him in frustration. Around them showed nothing but white; white colossal beams, white clouds hovering mid-air, and white stairs going to an elevated altar where a bright, golden throne was.

this past week since she was stepping into the ranks now it was time to know the reason why she had been left here alone and orphaned MICHAEL the legendary archangel was her father, and he died after going down to earth on a mission to hunt a very powerful demon during that mission he met her mother a human and fallen in love with her, however, they both died in the final battle with the demon, because the demon had come after her and mother her father fought to protect them both but only she had survived, Michael had given his life to successfully kill the demon to prevent it from harming any more innocent humans as a result of his sacrifice the host had no choice except to take her in desp

I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket. "Dude, I hate that word," Justin mumbles, and I scoff. Soon, we see Angel's walking figure. She is humming a song with her beautiful voice. Daniel jogs behind her with an evil smirk and pokes her side, making her yelp in surprise. "Are you fucking sick?" she asks in disbelief once she sees us. How did I not notice her at school? Angel is so beautiful with her black hair and hazel eyes. I'm going soft! "Why are you following me?" she snaps.

"Michael, Lucifer is not just a deranged angel. He is a fallen angel who retained all his powers even in the depth of hell. Not only that, but he was also the highest in the hierarchy of angels. He will smell out trickery thousands of miles away and that would rouse his wrath. We will, however, ensure that we protect her at all costs." Without any warning, Michael punches the wall and the whole room shakes. The wall is dented as well. This is going to be harder than I thought. Michael has become overly possessive and prone to rage. I guess it is because I am now carrying out a pup. However, he has no choice in this, because I have decided that this should end before my son comes into this wo

When he came back, he promised me that he was going to find a way for me to stay among the little ones. Even if it is as a shadow i.e guardian angel. Ever since the day he promised me, I have gotten closer to brother Michael so that I could learn how to fight and the reason was unknown to brother Michael only the greater one knew of my plan. After some training from brother Michael, I have been training alone inside my garden. ” father, I wish you allow Benmanna to be the guardian angel of the perfect being ” he said to the surprise of everyone inside the hall, They all know me to be an immature angel and living the fate of the perfect one to my hand was a something they didn’t saw coming,

' ❤❤❤❤ AVONMORA AWAKENING (Part Two) ❤❤❤❤ Micheal quickly made his wings to enter his back, it is probably his wings that his granddaughter and daughter saw which prompted them to call him a bird. "Point of correction, I am an Angel and this Angel has a name." Micheal started to say when his wings was out of sight. "That's none of my business boofhead and you are trying to change the topic here." Avonmora said and crossed her arms. "Who is the lady that this pea-brain here got pregnant?" She demanded. "Well if you haven't called me a birdbrain you might have gotten your answer." Micheal told his daughter crossing his arms like she did and staring at her like the way she is staring at him.

The heavens are losing their touch, poor deluded, winged, holy beings. Suddenly, I was warned of many approaching entities by my Agalariept. Finally, the naive one who thought he could challenge my kingdom. In the distance, four figures can be seen. It was easy to recognize him from centuries ago. In all his glory, Michael the Archangel rests under the protection of his god. Despite all the time since I last saw him, his beauty has not faded, but I cannot say that the same would be true for me. As a result of being consumed by darkness, my entire being is dark now. It does not apply to him, he still ranks among the best.

I asked gently. He went quiet. Instant regret washed over me. “I’m sorry,” I said hurriedly. “You don’t have to answer that. I shouldn’t have asked.” He sighed. “It’s all right,” he said finally. “Perhaps you deserve to know.” He leaned back slightly. “She’s been that way since birth,” he said. “She hasn’t spoken a word since the day I met her.” Pain threaded through his voice, deep and raw. I swallowed hard. And in that moment, I understood something clearly, Angel wasn’t just a responsibility to him. She was his greatest wound.

I blink my eyes a few times trying to adjust my eyes from the dazzling sun shining through the skies. "Mi-Michael?" I said. "Yes? I'm here, mate," Michael replied quickly to me. "Ma-ma," I couldn't help but smile when I heard Ezekiel's soft voice again as he called me. "Are we in paradise?" I asked Michael. I don’t know what went through my mind when I asked him that question. I feel like we are in a paradise because of the different kinds of flower petals that are floating and dancing with the wind. "Well, this place looks like a paradise, mate. Yeah, maybe we're in paradise. Any place as long as I'm with you is a paradise, mate." Michael responded to me and then I suddenly realized that he

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.