Is Gabriel A Fallen Angel In The Bible Novels & Stories

The rain poured harder which alarmed everyone. "In the garden. Now" Lilith commanded as she lead the way to the Garden of Eden. The pouring rain made it harder to fly. Like how they were trained, they position themselves like how they are taught incase something like this happens. Chills run through their spines as they witnessed a number of vampires at the garden. "Lilith!" a little voice coming from behind one of the vampires caught their attention. Marxia, a pixie was being held captive. "MARXIA!" a fairy from behind shouted and flew towards her daughter. It was Nenita, mother of Marxia.

‘Angels are spiritual beings that can, to a certain degree, take on physical form at will. But when they descend to Earth as a Fallen Angel, they morph into a solid body, immortal yet dead, waiting for their final judgment to take place. They retain their abilities and powers; to use it for good or evil is their choice, but with the promise of Hell if they do so to hurt humans. Numerous reasons are present why an angel becomes a Fallen, but all of these led straight to their rules. Once broken, punishment is to be made. It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God.’

- shouts Azael, shaking his hands in the air. Automatically, a window in the building opposite opens and a guy comes out, shaking his hands in the air, greeting us. He looks pretty small from here, but I could swear he's also grieving for Azael's existence and he's not waving at us, but yelling at him not to jump. -You've seen? You were right- she exclaims. -Sir, I beg you please come down from ... -Yes, okay, I heard you- He is interrupted by going down and sitting down again- Bring us the letter, will you?

The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with eyes of fire given to him from the devil himself, that brought evil and destruction to all that he touched. My eyes instantly moved to the bottom of his cloak, taking in the color of the feathers slightly showing, and I knew that this had to be no fairytale that my father had told me about, but a real story of something from this world, that I now knew he was from. Looking back up at Gabriel’s face, who was now staring at me, I said to him, “You’re one of the fallen angels.”

“Gabriel are you insane! You can never come back unless the Almighty allows it! Brother, think about what you are doing.” But Gabriel yanked the rest of his wings off in mid-fall. Unfamiliar to him he took a huge gasp of air, feeling the organs in his body now coming back to life as they laid dormant. In mid air his body contorted and he grabbed his chest once the pounding heartbeat started. While clenching his teeth and still falling he thrashed and contorted until he hit the water, thrashing back and forward as he did so. He knew his actions would get him penalized and kicked out of heaven for good. It may even be severe enough for the dark Angels to come after him for his treason. It was

He said and I almost forgot that my dad is still there. "Dad girlfriend can wait ok? I still taking my time . You said to enjoy my life and I am absolutely enjoying it!" I said to him "I didn't mean it this way but a better ways. There are a lot of things to enjoy not testing different flavors of women every night and day Gabriel!" He said again. "Dad I know ok? Just trust me, I will get settled down once I meet my matched. Right now I am far from settling down! I am too young " I said to him.

“To start it off. The one that entered your body isn’t a moth. But in normal terms, it’s a remnant of my heart that was spread when I died.” She almost burst into a laugh. She thought she had the craziest story. But now, “Are you really expecting me to believe that?” Axel threw a look at the guy she didn’t know up until now. It accumulated a gleaming light around its body before it produced a pair of wings. While its clothes suddenly changed into a tunic. The ones that the angel wears. “I am Gabriel, one of God’s Archangels.” Is this real? She continued to ask herself.

“Maya’s parents will not tell you anything helpful. I was one of the first vampires created by Abbadon. The one you call The Morning Star.” Oh shit. My stomach contracts painfully, and I’m suddenly nauseous with fear. “The angel?” My voice rises about two octaves, and I wish it wouldn’t. “The one from The Bible?” I glance at Edric. He has no idea who or what Abaddon was…is. “He is the destroyer. The archangel of the abyss,” I tell him, “the bringer of death in the end times.” He doesn’t look nearly scared enough for my liking. Gabriel smiles. “We are amused that he ended up the human bible. But yes, he is a dangerous creature. Powerful and vengeful.”

“The Balance. Something like that. There are rules we play by: celestial machinations that are like an incredibly long-winded game of chess. But these rules are open to interpretation, and we're fated to disagree.” “So there's no evil? Only different points of view?” “Vomiting cliches from your narrow conception of the universe seems to be your only frame of understanding.” “What are they doing now? Who's the hot blond next to Michael?” “You mean Gabriel? Stay away from him- he's a womanizer.” “He's an angel.” “The angel of the Lord that came in unto Mary and knocked her up. That angel, lamb.” “Wait, wait- that is not how the New Testament goes! That was a different kind of “came.””

“When I, well, when the end comes, where will I go? I mean, I’m a demon, kind of, so it makes sense I would go to Hell but that doesn’t seem like such a great idea after I just killed Satan’s favorite son.” “Rest assured Gabriel, God will take mercy on your soul. He will reward your sacrifice with entry into the Garden of Eden.” Gabriel tried to take comfort in the fact he would not spend eternity being tortured in Hell, but it did little to ease his fears. In less than a day he would be dead. The idea wasn’t sitting well. “I don’t understand,” Harrison said, his voice heavy with frustration. “If God knows about all of this then why doesn’t he send us some help? An archangel. Michael or - ”