Female Angels Name Novels & Stories

the smile on my face faded, instantly and my jaw ticked hearing an all too familiar name. Dylan also realized his mistake and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mason, I forgot." I just nodded and walked to my room. I don't want to remember her name. She was a real bit¤h! She was a cheater. A liar. A girl who didn't care for anyone but herself. She always thought of her benefit. And then there's this girl. Angel. I love this name for her. She was just like an angel, sent by God to brighten my day. My foul mood was replaced by a contented one. I felt my lips curl upwards.

In the next moment, she heard Reebah turning to greet the newcomers. “Hey, Lara, Tanny, Britney.” Angel’s stomach clenched harder with each name she spoke and her heart began to race, realizing she was basically cornered by the women she’d come inside to avoid. Why did I have to get distracted by Reebah? Angel asked herself. If only she’d come in, taken a breather, and headed back out again, she might not be stuck in this damn situation now. “Hey, Ree,” Lara replied in a sickly-sweet voice that was as sly as it was cutesy. Angel’s throat constricted. Up until a few years ago, she had been the only one to call Reebah that.

I was barely handling my own. Reaching out once more this time to the seven unbonded angels. They stood in front of the training ground at attention. The first angel was blonde hair falling in waves to her small, slender shoulders. With those big wide enchanting lavender eyes would be so easy to get lost in. She couldn't hide her predatory gaze... Her eyes were such a contradiction to the rest of her more feminine features. A small upturned nose with soft pink plush lips, her lower lip fuller than her top perfect for sucking and biting on. Her petite frame and apple breast. She could easily pass for a sprite if it weren't for her angelic Lavender and grey wings dusted with white angel dust.

She mumbles in distress. Lucifer swallows deep before he asks. “You’re Lana, but you’re not quite Lana anymore, are you? What’s your name, Seraphim?” Lana bites her lip and looks down at her lap. “Hadraniel. My name is Hadraniel.” Lucifer flinches back as if he’d been slapped in the face, his mouth tightening with an untold emotion. “Hadraniel? The angel of love. That’s what your name means?”

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.

I questioned. Cecilia calmly took a seat on the edge of my bed. "So you've seen it. Yes, the lord once had a lover. Correct, her name was Charlotte. She was the most beautiful angel." "She was an angel?" I asked. "Yes she was," Cecilia nodded, "an angel with no wings. They say God gave her a gift and became known as an angel. She was the only person without wings that was allowed to be close to God and his angels."

Full of wonder. "Madonna. After your fine girlie." Grayson replied. Ayven laughed. And cried at the same time. Tears streaming down his face even as he smiled. He had another sister. Another person to protect. Another person to love. He turned to Angel. Studied her for a moment. "I gave you a middle name, right? Angel Mia Cross." "Yup. And I love it so much. I never had a middle name before." Angel beamed. "Then her full name should be Madonna Silvia Cross." Ayven said it with authority. Final. Decided.

My face fell, “But who are the others?” “There are three. You can save them all, but there will be a price.” I sighed, holding my head in my hands. “Who are they?” “My son will help you, he is a healer, as I am.” “Who are you?” The angel’s face lit up, a bright smile adorning his attractive features. The angel took his glasses off, revealing light-colored eyes. My mouth fell open, “I am the Arch Angel Raphael, but in my human form, you can call me Azarias, Az for short.”

I looked at her and she smiled. "Only one of you here is not totally blank about everything that has been happening to you all. And why are you here? That's where we come to guide you. Let us start with the introduction first. My name is Angel Raguel. And this is my sister, Angel Ramiel. And yes, we are real angels. If any of you fools were about to ask me that stupid question, bury it back inside your head." Angel Raguel started explaining in a low tone. But his tone was annoyed by the end. Surprised at his sudden outburst, I turned to look at everyone. I found Ian looking around as if he was caught red handed.

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.