Heaven Angel Poem Novels & Stories

Angels were normally happy beings, made pure and without sin but just like everything, they could be corrupted and Fawn felt that way entirely. She didn’t feel like an angel anymore and it was fair to feel that way because she wasn’t complete. It hadn’t been that long since her punishment began but she had lost her light and didn’t know if she would ever get it back. Then, she felt a rumble as her hearth rolled open and God moved into it and graced her with his presence. She was not expecting him to come here and yet, here he was. “Father,” She bowed at his presence.

Although I couldn't see his eyes because of the mask, but right now, it really felt like his stares were piercing right into my core, leaving me breathless. "W-were w-we still talking about the sinners that were needed to be punished in the story, r-right?" Damn, I couldn't believe I just stuttered! Good thing he just chuckled and patted my head like a pet. Gone was the strong aura he was emitting a few seconds ago. "Of course, we're still talking about the story. So let them live. Let them live after taking away everything from them. Let them live forever in nothingness." He leaned closer, close enough to the point that our noses were literally touching each other. "Because, sorry to spoil

she whispered and smiled happily. “Mon amour, you gave me the entire Universe. Tonight, I’m going to take you to the edge of Heaven. Again, and again.’ And that was all that needed to be said. - THE END -

Uriel – The archangel who takes you out of the darkness and into the divine truth. As soon as Hunter’s smirk faded from his face, we saw bright lights streak the skies, followed by the loud, booming sounds of thunder. A few seconds later, heaven let out its wrath and large drops of water soaked our skin.

It said, “An angel from the clashing winds above a tide, with folded wings waiting to fly in those unabated skies.” “Woah, do you write poetry? That’s-that’s beautiful!” I choked on the beauty of this perfect sentence which sounded a lot like poetry. I haven’t met a guy before who writes poetry or anything creative, so this was really baffling to me. "Have you written more poems?"

I’ve witnessed an angel sets her majestic feet here on earth. Never expected this angel would appear in my existence. As this creature spread her wings, All I just see is divinity. I see her personality in the sun, shining brightly after a long dark journey I see her smile in the moon and stars, giving a luminescent glow to the unlighted. I see her face in the clouds, soft and auroral. But her golden time is up She needs to come back where she truly belongs

When Brianna sang, it was a song titled, Angels, and the most profound lines goes thus; Maybe it'll end one day, This darkness consuming me. My angels will come, Break me out of this cell, Overwhelm me with blinding light, Chasing the darkness, And I'd be enshrouded in light, A soul worthy of the angels. Those lines resounded deep within me and I could only think, who really are you Brianna?

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?!”

In Dedication to Born By Power, Chaos And Apocalypse; Thy angel descends -- From the heaven, In his glory to lead you to my dark purgatory, Where thou seeks. To reveal the books thee deserve, For the sake of phantasy, Thy soul plummets into a journey ad-infinitum, A journey, hoped to experience in a lifetime. A journey where thou shall discover Pantheons, Made my the words of thee ungrateful; Called "Man."

“The Almighty won’t be happy to hear about this.” Jasmine shuddered out of fear. Of course, it would be just her luck she pissed off God of all things. The Angel’s presence was very intimidating and now life-changing as she knew that God was real and dark Angels carried out souls to heaven. This Angel was sizing her up and down and one of his wings caressed her arm feeling the feathery embrace and feeling scared all at once.