Judge Angels Romane & Geschichten

They are usually servants to higher-ranking demons, similar to an omega. God/goddess realm or ”Heavens” Gods/goddesses-Reference Greek mythology for any who are discussed Angels-any citizen in the Heavens that is not a God or Goddess. They are also immortal and wield white magic. Aside from white magic, their abilities include healing, communication through touch, aura reading (similar to mind reading but unable to hear specific thoughts), control over all the elements except fire, and telekinesis. High Guard-they directly protect the Gods and Goddesses, therefore, they are highly respected. There are 5: Michael, Gabriel, Raphael, Uriel, and Jeremiel.

Closing my eyes, I said a silent prayer not to God but to the angels I had once lived amongst in heaven, hoping they would remember all I had done for them. "Angels, I know you can hear me; I know I have no right to ask this of you! But please- save this man! He is a good man! I need him! Please! I promise I will owe you a great debt!" Hearing nothing on the other side of my prayer, I sobbed silently; hot tears trickled down my cheeks, tasting the saltiness of them on my lips. How could I be an angel and not help this man? "PLEASE, I promise! I will come when you call!" I begged wholeheartedly. Feeling a warmth wash over my body divinity spreading through me from my core, I let out a breath

Juliana asked, faking innocence. Raphaella sneered at her, she was waiting patiently when the rat would speak up. That was Juliana, the twenty-one-year-old daughter of her stepmother and she was a cunning girl who loved acting innocent, but instead, she was a demoness from the depths of hell. “Don't talk to your older sister like that, Juliana.” Mr. Mendel scolded, and Juliana scoffed. “Sister, my foot,” Juliana muttered, she had never thought of her stepfather's children as her sisters.

Day one of the trial dawned, and the courtroom was electric with tension. The air was thick with the scent of old books and the faint hum of divine energy. Ariel, Jophiel, and Chamuel stood confidently before Michael and the jury of Angels, their eyes blazing with conviction. Ariel began, her voice clear and strong. "Your Honor, esteemed members of the jury, the evidence will show that the Archdemons are beyond all reasonable doubt guilty, evil, and unredeemable Fallen Angels. They betrayed the trust of the Kingdom Above and sought to overthrow our Father Almighty. They almost turned us all against our creator, if not for you faithfulness and bravery Michael."

he asked. “Yes, Sir,” she said, it came out like a whisper. She licked her lips as she looked at his cock and Zane almost changed his plan and instead fed her his cock. But he had a plan, and he would stick to it, no matter how seductive his angel looked. “You have been a bad angel, you did something you know you shouldn’t have done,” he told her in a stern voice. “Yes, Sir.” “Your punishment will be twenty swats on your ass while being tied down and unable to move. If you are a good angel for the first ten, I will give you the last ten as I fuck you. Do you understand?”

"Why are you jealous?" "I've told you many times to quit the job and you refused. But she tells you to do it and you agree. I know I shouldn't be jealous, but seeing you fall in love makes me miss my Aaron." Priscilla replied with tears in her eyes. "Oh! I'm sure he misses you too." Chiara said and hugged her. She was referring to the fact that she could kill Priscilla and unite her with her dead husband. She looked at Xavier and observed the fear in his eyes, he understood the threat beneath her words. The look in his eyes brought a smile to her face.

The place was illuminated with a soft, radiant light, creating an almost surreal atmosphere. Surrounding the waterfall, a multitude of angels with various hair colors could be seen. They flew gracefully in the air, their movements harmonious and filled with grace. Some perched on rocks and branches near the water's edge, while others dived playfully into the pool, creating ripples of light and reflections that danced on the surface. Khione turned to her daughter with a gentle smile as they beheld this wondrous place. "This... is the ancestral plane of angels." Kaerlia's eyes widened in awe as she gazed upon the countless angels inhabiting this celestial haven, each one radiant and unique. Sh

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.