Ezekiel The Angel Novels & Stories

Eliza opens her eyes and turns from her lying position to see where the pain had originated which was her arm with a red mark on it after which she looked up to see whom or what had caused it, she puts her head up to come face to face with a beautiful man sitting on a rock close to her; he had gold hair and bright eyes to match, his musculature was of a slim build which spoke more of an athlete than a fighter, his appearance was nothing short of glorious as his skin glowed brightly with a strange and enchanting hue, he wore a flowing white gown and brown sandals with a bright smile on his face ELIZA : Jesus?? UNKNOWN MALE : of course not, the son of God is seated at the right hand of the Fat

He kneels in front of me and looks me in the eyes and for the first time I see this men tremble. “I need you to listen to me, Elisabeth is in danger, and you need to help her”, he says and then he stands up as the door blasts opened and I hear another set of footsteps. “What is going on here?”, I hear another man’s voice but this one I really don’t recognise. Fuck what the hell is going on. I look at Daniel and I see fear in his eyes. I give him a wink and he looks at the person behind me. “I was just checking to see if he was still alive”, Daniel says walking around from me.

Angela’s POV “Who are you?” I asked him while I’m clutching the blanket on my chest. He smiled at me sweetly. “I’m Cleidon. I’m your guardian angel.” I furrowed my brows at him. “You? My guardian angel? Are you insane or what?” “No! Believe it or not, I’m really your guardian angel. The almighty descended me here to save you.” I rolled my eyes and took the ballpen on my side table and pointed it to him. “You are a robber, aren’t you?” I took a step back. “Or maybe, a r-rapist?!”

But before she could even say anything, the serviteur ranted on-again, "You're a strange one Makamisa. Despite taking on the orders of the Divine you chose to leave a part of yourself, a part of yourself corrupted by the impurities or mortals!" "But you must realise how o' so divine had been so considerate of you young one." Eleya remained seated, unable to control herself as she clenched her fist. "So considerate, She had bestowed upon you, a prowess, only those worthy of such to be blessed with, A Grand Angel, Makamisa, Angel of the Animal Tongue", he said.

I don't know if he intentionally flipped his head with that sassiness, but as soon as he faced me again, the slit smile on his lips vanished. "Aside from that, again, I am the Lord in this household. My face is too heavenly to be seen by a mere human species. I don't recommend it." I blinked repeatedly, and even though he offered his hand to help me walk, and even though I accepted it, I still couldn't believe his audacity. Did he just call me a mere human species?

He leaned his back comfortably against the sofa, one leg on top of another, and one arm over the back of the sofa. I swallowed hard and walked towards him, my steps steady but my heart racing. John's gaze bore into me with an intensity that both intimidated and fascinated me. This was a man who knew the ins and outs of the dark underbelly of society, a shadowy figure whose aid I sought in my quest. "Angel," he said, his voice a velvety whisper that sent shivers down my spine. "I've been expecting you." His voice hinted at absolute authority, a reminder of the power he held in his world. I maintained my composure, meeting his gaze with determination.

The angel’s eyes suddenly bulged out, his gaze quickly darting between Michael and I for a few moments, staring utterly speechless. “My apologies, I-I...” “Who sent you?” Michael suddenly asked, instantly cutting him off and giving the angel a harsh glare. “I...” Micah nervously fiddled with the silvery dagger, unable to find his words before Michael’s powerful voice angrily boomed, practically roaring at him, “WHO SENT YOU?” “The Elders, sir,” Came his quick answer, our archangel friends quickly freezing in their spots, feeling even Azrael suddenly tense beside me, his grip slightly tightening around me while Rick and I simply stared between them, utterly confused.

"That's the one!" Saye peeps. I shouldn't be surprised because the world isn't as every day as people believe it to be. There are unearthly beings in this world that no humans have ever known. They only see them in aspects of media for entertainment. But to think, the real Azrael is before me in the flesh. However, his name in the bible describes a fallen angel, an archangel like Lucifer who rebelled against the heavens. I guess the history of angels and demons as mortal enemies is true. Azrael is titled the Angel of Death and Grim Reaper, an entity responsible for transporting souls to the afterlife with records of the deceased.

To me, it didn't sound like Ezekiel was needy or was actually harboring a deep dark secret. "You'll still die," Ezekiel said with anger flashing in his eyes.