Female Angel Names Novels & Stories

She didn’t even remember who she was. But it didn’t matter. I would take care of her and help her heal. I smiled softly and brushed her hair away from her face. “That’s okay, my dear,” I said. “You don’t have to remember anything right now. You’re safe and alive. That’s what matters.” She looked at me helplessly while her eyes glistened with tears. “Since you can’t remember your name, I’ll call you Angel. Because that’s what you are, a gift from the moon goddess.” I said gently

I quickly remembered the time we visited the ranch and his nephew Jack kept demanding for a baby named Lucian. "Oh my! I totally forgot," I said. "But it doesn't matter. If you prefer something else, we could agree on that," Angel said, but I totally loved the name Lucian. "No, I absolutely love Lucian. I hope we have a Lucian," I said, and Angel kissed me on the lip. "And if we have a girl, do you have a name for her?" he asked, and I smiled. "I always thought I'd name my girl child Crystal," I said, and Angel's eyes twitched before gleaming with approval.

The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself. Riffraff helped her put it on and she looked at the name plate that read Taz with The Devil Herself written below in smaller lettering. Beneath that was a property patch. She touched it gently and then looked over at Angel. The other woman came to her and they embraced. Flanking Riffraff’s name were Angel wings and Taz understood the significance. Angel was also claiming Taz as her own. “You don’t mind?” Angel asked quietly as her stepmom pulled her in for a hug.

He was like God’s perfect creation. She had not seen him since yesterday night, when he came back, her heart tightened again. “Daddy!” Angel had been happy to have seen Henry, “Daddy, Mommy said I should use the name Angel Xander, but I think Little Angel sounds just fine. I like that name.” Angel said while she gave him puppy eyes. “Angel, the word comes from Greek, Angelos. It means messenger of God, an agent acting as a messenger and envoys between Heaven and Earth by God’s will.” Henry smiled and explained, “Angel is a nice name.”

The archangel Michael announced loudly The archangel set the baby boy back in the cot and went towards the other cot where the baby girl was. He picked the baby girl up in his arms and pecked her forehead. The baby girl giggled and touched her palm with the cheek of the archangel. Archangel Michael smiled and he could not help himself. He pecked her forehead again. "I name the baby girl as Elsa. She will be the strength of the pack and for her parents as well. May she be successful in every single war she faces." The archangel Michael announced. He set the baby again in her cot.

Her guardian angel said. “oh my goodness. Just when I needed you. How did you know I was here?” “Are you seriously asking me that?” the woman joked. Elena burst into laughter. “well, not exactly ma’am. By the way, I need to know your name. I need to know what to call you.” Elena said. “you can call me Angie.” Her guardian angel replied. “Angie? Is that your real name?” Elena queried with a raised eyebrow. “Yes, dear. It is. Now back to you. What have you been up to?”

This attraction is not solely due to his good looks, but also because of the assistance he provided her the other day. When Seraphina entered the house. The servants were smiling at the young woman, recognizing that she is not just kind, but also has the power to lead the family. Seraphina truly resembles an angel who has descended from heaven due to her immense kindness. The name Seraphina suits her perfectly, as the Seraphim or Seraphina are the highest-ranking angels in the service of God.

I looked at him and those fallen beads with a constant stare, trying to figure out, is it even possible for angels wanted to destroy this planet. He snapped at me; that shook me out from my foggy thought zone. "Do you want to know the names of the angels?" he repeats his question. "Yes," I answered, "The first one was the strongest of all, Yaahadana, He called to be vigorous; flight with the metal wings. His strength was unmatchable. But he has a soft heart. The second one was Naksh; The moon lover, an immortal shapeshifter; notorious one. The third one, Zayaan; definition of beauty and intelligence, he was called the protector.

The angel backed away. “Uh…hello”. Hagne awkwardly said. The angel didn’t reply. She eyed Hagne from head to toe before doing the same to her children then she returned her gaze to the woman, still not speaking a word. “My name is Hagne”. Hagne stated, she pointed at her children. “Those are my children, Fia, Ciro and Edvige”. Still no reply. It was Hagne’s turn to shift uncomfortably. Did the angel not like her? Was she that bad a sinner an angel could not acknowledge her? Maybe she was regretting falling near her house.

Only mine! “Please don’t go.” I rasp, and she blinks several times. Her eyes flicker between its golden amber and a darker shade of gold. Her wolf, because she is a shifter, is trying to take control. “At least tell me your name, my angel.” I ask, and she blushes deeply. “I’m Astra.” She answers, looking down. I lift her head with a finger, locking her eyes on mine. “A name for a Goddess, how fitting.” Her blush deepens again, and fuck if it isn’t the most adorable thing I have ever seen.