Gabriel's Rapture Novels & Stories

Tired of waiting. Gabriel is collecting books at the altar, his profile carved out in stained glass colors. His movements are automatic and careful. He always looks careful. I think about how his hands shook, just a little, when he touched me the night of the storm. I want to see that again. I want to see him lose control, just once, even if it means losing everything else. I cross the aisle, my heels quiet on the ancient stones. He doesn’t hear me until I’m almost on him. When he turns, surprise flashes in his eyes, followed by something darker. He looks tired, but he’s still beautiful in a way that has nothing to do with God.

the angel stated as he glanced over his shoulder at Faelon. "He also tries to start Armageddon every millennium and is becoming very predictable in his ventures. You are a hiccup that has put a wrench in his plans since you found love with the needed sacrifice," Gabriel chuckled. They entered an office and Gabriel took a set behind the desk and gestured to the empty seat before it.

Gabriel smirked at his thoughts and at the same time was mocking those normal beings. 'From this morning, why the hell am I feeling so itchy inside my heart, like an ant was crawling on the surface? Why? Fuck! Now it is irritating me,' Gabriel muttered. “Majesty, the carriage is ready, we should leave now. Harris cliff will only act when the fair is overcrowded.” “Hmm,” Gabriel nodded. ************ Far from the red river fair, too many bloody dead bodies were now jerking themselves. It seems like they are slowly transformed into something dangerous.

With a fierce gaze, I demanded, "Tell me, Gabriel. What secrets do you hold about my father and my past?" Gabriel stood before me, his hands clasped behind his back, his powerful angelic aura radiating from him like an intense heat. My heightened senses, still reeling from my parkour feat, picked up on his inhuman energy, but I was tired of waiting. "I'm here, as you can see. Now tell me the truth!" I exclaimed, my voice louder than intended. Gabriel reacted swiftly, appearing before me in an instant. I startled backward, almost losing my footing on the roof's edge. "Are you sure you're ready to know the truth?" he asked, his eyes piercing.

Our survival. Gabriel’s voice was low but certain. “We move faster, then. We form a united front—immediately.” I nodded, my heart heavy as the ground rumbled beneath my feet. The air split with a crack like thunder, and I felt my breath catch in my chest as the rift tore open above us. It wasn’t a crack in the sky, but something much darker, much more unnatural. The air shimmered with power as shadowy forms descended from the rift, their shapes twisting like smoke, solidifying in the air.