Hazbin Hotel Archangel Gabriel Novels & Stories

he said in a reassuring tone and he calmed down. "Zanea," Kram, the Archangel, called the moment Zanea was back to the Empire from the portal. "Archangel," he said as he bent one knee on the ground. "You may now stand up. How is Abu?" he immediately asked and went near him. His wings were still stunning as before. Xhagreb walked a few inches away next to him and stared at Zanea. He was as well waiting for his response. "He lost the blood, archangel, that's why he couldn't fulfil his duty," he said and Abu and Xhagreb looked at each other's eyes.

He walks straight to me and my body freezes, I’ve always been scared of this guy, he’s got a bad reputation, and I’ve never wanted to be on his bad side. “You”, he says, pointing at me. I take one step back as Gabe positions himself in front of me, and Ethan and Mel stay on my side; River just went to the bathroom as she said the baby was pushing her bladder out of her body. “Move, Gabriel”, Raphael says, and Gabe doesn’t budge. Raphael pushes him out of the way, and I have to say I am impressed with the strength of the old man. He grabs me by my collar and pulls me away from everyone and onto the corridor. I hear Mel shouting at Raphael to let me go as Gabe walks next to her. Raphael pushes

It seems that only an angel can kill another angel. Then I happened to stumble upon an ancient text that had many loose, recent extracts tucked into the back, about The Daemonium. 1254 years old. Dargan Chernobog chosen by The God of Hell to rule over all the evils of the world at the age of only 14. The newer pages were left by an angel in training, Azazel. Brought into the mansion at 16, he uncovered all of The Daemonium’s plans to… “Miss Ashyver.” A female voice breaks me from my reading. “There is a ball being hosted this evening and The Daemonium requests you to begin preparations. He will present you to the society this evening.”

Gabriel's POV My heart swelled with excitement as I strode down the hallway, a subtle smile playing at the corners of my lips. I had never felt this fulfilled in my whole life. It felt like a part of me had been placed back exactly where it belonged. It was intoxicating. My chest burned with adrenaline. I couldn't deny it. I was high. High on the feeling of having her back. I just couldn't wait to be done with what I had for today so I could return to her. She is my safe space.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

It hurt worse than any gunshot wound he had ever experienced. He could barely control the anger that coursed through his veins, he felt like ripping Xavier apart till he was nothing more than pounds of flesh. The thought of killing Xavier calmed his anger a bit as he fantasized about the different ways he could kill Xavier. He took another swig from the bottle and stood up. "Let's go, I have no time to waste." He said and walked out. ******

Gabriel POV I step out of my car and make my way to the building where my office located. Actually it's my building, I am CEO of Hudson Company where my father was the founder and now I am inheriting his legacy. The door open and all eyes immediately turn towards me. Not a big deal to me, it's a daily bases to me to see that my employees are all hard core fan of mine! Especially the ladies! Conceited much? I went inside the elevator and pressed the floor of my office once I reached the top the door opened and I see my secretary / fuck buddy smiling at me sexily trying to seduce.

He must have forgotten that we were all born in the same womb simultaneously, so I’m just as dominant as them. “Is there a problem here?” I heard Gabriel ask behind me. I turned and saw him standing there, his arms crossed in front of his grey t shit covered chest, a pair of black jeans hanging on his waist. His soft, light brown hair was slightly damp from the shower he had just taken. “It has nothing to do with you, Angel,” Deo growled out between clenched teeth. Gabriel rolled his shoulders and clenched his teeth as he walked directly next to me. “If it concerns Ms. Daria, it has everything to do with me.”

"Archangel of Mercy, take these Cursebane Pills into the 18th Hell. Question Aryella and Asketel. Find out what Sylvester and the High Marshal are plotting. Get everything." "As you command." The Archangel of Mercy was thrilled. The 18th Hell wasn't somewhere one could just stroll into. Even for an Archangel, access was rare—let alone meeting the infamous demons, Aryella and Asketel. However, the moment she stepped past the gate, a wave of murderous intent engulfed her. "Who's there?" The Archangel of Mercy went on full alert. When she saw the figure step from the shadows, she quickly bowed. "Mr. Barstaple, I am the Archangel of Mercy, one of the nine Archangels. I was sent to deliver the Cu