Judge Angels Creepypasta Novels & Stories

His hands were tied at his back and his mouth was covered with duct tape. “No… No… No, Ethan… Please spare them.” Andrew Jr. heard the voice of his father, Andrew, and continued pleading. ‘Dad?’ he thought. ‘What is happening? Why are we here? Are we going to die?’ “You know me, right? I am the King of Mafias, and they wouldn’t call me ‘The Devil-Reaper’ for nothing,” Andrew Jr. heard another voice speak. “Remove the child’s blindfold.” The guy who said he was the Devil reaper ordered someone.

I want to stay with you as long as I live. Arin - Yes. Off course. Why not. You are just mine. In night Arin thinking that he is an angel. If he will marry with Isla then he loss his all power. But he love Isla and want to marry with her. The God and all angles seeing all things. They decide to talk with Arin about Arin and Isla. It was a full moon night. Angels come to their true form on this night and they cannot assume any other form on this night.So,Arin locked him in a cave.

It's a special day for you" Pamela tried to change the topic as she went closer to her daughter. "No Mom. Why should I pretend that I didn't hear all what you guys said? I'm not even safe in my own home. I'm tired Mom. I want to die!" Angelica blurted out as she ran past her Mom, going to her garden outside the Palace. "It's time for me to show myself...I guess" Lucifer smirked.

The WORLD is full of Love and Hate. Only people with Courage choose to Love since it requires wearing your heart on sleeves and not many people can do that. —Mehak Gupta *plays The Nights by Avicii* AUTHOR'S POV: An Overview about Foundation When humans use words like Angels and Demons, Good and Evil, they don't realize how close these things existed near them. It's not just the not-so-human beings but also the worlds where these kinds existed. Most of the people categorized Angels and Demons to be living in Heaven and Hell with the predefined characteristics of pure and taint respectively which wasn't even ten percent correct. Heaven and hell were the places where a person's soul would be t

he kissed her, I smile, I spray gold dust on the baby so I can track the baby anytime, ok it's time for me to go, I will be back. ***** back to heaven immediately I enter the portal of heaven I feel recharged, its holiness and light, I feel like I could finally breathe, the fight with the Dracula bloodline vampire is over, I heard just two angels died, the father is going to take their souls and bring them.

she asked, her curiosity piqued. I leaned in closer, whispering conspiratorially, "There are whispers among the supernatural community about a mystical portal that can transport you to their realm. It's said to be hidden in the depths of an ancient forest, guarded by enchanted creatures." Her expression turned from shock to excitement. "Can we find this portal? Can we meet the angels?" she asked, her voice trembling with anticipation. I nodded, my own excitement growing. "Yes, we can. But it won't be easy. We must embark on a perilous journey, facing dangerous trials and overcoming treacherous obstacles to prove our worthiness." I responded.

“Since I heard he found his mate I've been looking for ways to get into the kingdom to see if she's still breathing or did you think he killed her already." “I think you should eat your food quietly, since you said you are bored under the sea, how about I send someone to cause trouble for your people so that you can be kept entertained for some months. " You are mean,” he said, going back to eating his food quietly." Niles Ohio and other warriors couldn't believe this childish god was one of the ruthless fallen angels.

“Action!” Everything changed instantly. I wasn’t Angela anymore. I was Selena, a manifestation inside Chloe’s hallucination. I stood behind her. Her body looked tense in front of the mirror. Her breathing was uneven. I stepped closer slowly, letting a faint smile form on my lips. “Oh, Chloe…” My voice was low, cutting. “You really think you can escape?” She reacted immediately. Her shoulders stiffened. Her breathing turned frantic. “Go away! Don’t come near me!”

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”

I flung open the door, wailing, and threw myself into the arms of the visitor, my tears staining their shirt. But something felt wrong. Since when did Rachel develop such muscular and strong arms? Blinking through my tears, I looked up with a pitiful expression, only to see Jared standing there. I stumbled backward, whether from drunkenness or dizziness, I wasn't sure. In a swift motion, Jared caught me, wrapping his arms around my waist and drawing me into a comforting embrace as he gently patted my back. Regaining my senses, I pushed him away forcefully. "What are you doing here?" I demanded.