Black Angel Michael Novels & Stories

" I saw him, I just did. " " Okay, okay calm down. " Michael tried to calm her as he thought maybe Alexey caught a PTSD illness. " Alexandra. " A beta called Millo called Alexandra as she was still shivering, she broke the hug looking at the man. " My Lord is calling you. " " That's odd, now he is giving orders, why he Didn't come himself? " Michael complained as he followed Alexey. " The angel can stay behind. " " No, I'm going in. "

Christopher’s POV My mind burned with rage and unimaginable pain as I watched the news on the massive screen in front of me. The words echoed in my ears, stabbing through my skull like a million blades. "Alpha Michael...presumed dead. His fortress burned to the ground. The infamous Dark Angel, Kira, has made her first move against the men that betrayed her." The images of blackened ruins, of charred bodies, of absolute destruction flashed across the screen. Michael was gone.

ANGELA. I was walking in the school hallway going to our classroom when I suddenly saw a tall man with a black backpack worn over his left shoulder walking ahead of me. Just by the way that he walks and the way he wore his bag, and of course from his all-black outfit, I think I already know who he is. It’s Lucifer. I’m really happy that he’s starting to attend our classes again. After all, even if he’s already intelligent and he seems not to have any reasons to study anymore because his family is already rich, I think it’s still important to go to school to learn things that one cannot get anywhere.

Michael was attacked by Orthus. His body was unsteady. He could not bear the weight of Orthus' body which was so heavy. His feet were already standing, and he finally fell with Orthus. Two other Orthus also followed Michael's fall. "Argh!" He screamed as loud as he could. His body continued down. He tried to get his wings out, but his efforts were in vain. Not all angels can show their wings in hell. Only a few angels can release their wings except for Gabriel and Rail who are from hell. "Damn, why can't my wings come out?" Michael muttered start to panic. He looked down, still far from the earth. He just got to the 12th floor.

I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along. "Of course you still think I'm a fucking angel." He rolled his eyes. Huh? "Aren't you…?" "Hey, Lucian. Ooh, you've met my new friend." A familiar voice interrupted us from beside me. I turned to see Hottie standing next to me. Huh? Do they know each other? Is he also an angel? I wondered. "I've met her before." Angel replied, "On Saturday, at a club." He explained.

The WORLD is full of Love and Hate. Only people with Courage choose to Love since it requires wearing your heart on sleeves and not many people can do that. —Mehak Gupta *plays The Nights by Avicii* AUTHOR'S POV: An Overview about Foundation When humans use words like Angels and Demons, Good and Evil, they don't realize how close these things existed near them. It's not just the not-so-human beings but also the worlds where these kinds existed. Most of the people categorized Angels and Demons to be living in Heaven and Hell with the predefined characteristics of pure and taint respectively which wasn't even ten percent correct. Heaven and hell were the places where a person's soul would be t

So, it's fair that she will also be the one to get it. "But it doesn't mean I can't hurt you." He pressed the knife to my side before pulling out quickly causing my blood to gush around. "Let me try it in your heart." He raised the knife and was about to stab it into my heart when suddenly the surroundings became dark. Everything was silent for a second until a series of lightning bolts drew in the sky. After a few minutes everything was back to normal but my headache get worse when another angel appeared in front of me. "Michael," I whispered, recognizing the figure from the pictures of him in church. I looked at him. I felt his strong aura more than Gabriel. His green eyes seemed to absorb

, dad pleaded. "Not without seeing mom first". I said to him. A powerful lighting bolt struck from the sky and in its smoky presence left behind the archangel Micheal. He was clad in golden and black armor. His black locks were pinned underneath a golden crown of thorns. Two knights of the angel realm stood beside him.

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.