Lucifer Angels Names Novels & Stories

It was never in my plans to allow her to become contaminated by mortals and their sordid, inferior, delusional society, had I witnessed her birth, I would have immediately taken her away, snatched her from Charnia's arms as she cradles her for the first time. "Has she thought of me in those times or did she only care about the pleasures of her sins?" I questioned in my most austere, grave tone, the aim to taunt the old Hilnix bastard. Of course he cannot tell what my liloco was thinking, so can't I, all thanks to those pesty Heaven nuisances sealing part of her precious soul to little Gabriel's ward. Yes, I am talking about the Angel of Death, my lest favorite divine being. Thanks to Gabe an

Apparently only Jeshua, Gabriel and Michael see much of him, though there's a running rumour that the four of them play cards twice or more a week with Lucifer. (Yes, Lucifer plays cards against the Creator. No, they don't play for souls. No, it's not poker. People get that bit so wrong it's funny. It's Rummy and they wager matchsticks. Long story.) So. Anyway... the Boss, the Archangels, the Saints (mostly complete mentalists, even after nearly two millennia in some cases), Seraphim, Cherubim, all the serried Host of Heaven... And us.

"Angels don't change with time. But he did, he had become soft and mellow. He was so fierce before but now he doesn't even carry his scythe around." "Scythe?" "Angels of death are reapers. They kill free souls who have managed to run away from the path of white stairs. The problem is, he is the only reaper and he doesn't kill free souls because that's pretty painful for him. Souls cry and beg to the reapers for mercy. It's a pretty painful procedure" "Why does he call himself Lucus? Is that related to my father?" "Yes, because that's your father's name," "I never thought that this could be the reason. What's the key number for Death?"

a grim reaper reported. "What did you say? Did you say, Zanea?" his eyes widened in fear as he looked at the grim reaper. The man bent down his knees and frowned, "Yes, archangel. His name was written in the list," he responded and his heart sank to realized that Zanea was the one who killed the Vampire.

"So, you really care for that lady. I knew you'd be this mad, Lost Boy!" Spitting the blood from the blows impact, the Lost Boy lift a side of his mouth up. "I ain't no Lost Boy anymore. The name is Tenshi, Nisemono!" "Well then, Let's see who he made stronger!" Both their mad faces amused the Angel of Death who was watching just beside a tree nearby their battle ground. "How perfect this is! The old and the new mission fighting for a girl!" he exclaimed, clapping his hands, eyes wide at the sight in front of him.

Stan/lucifer said Zlatan and cuppy flew towards where lucifer/Stan was and Sela joined them all standing (I mean floating in the air) beside each other with the less than a thousand white angels left all lined up behind them. Hagan flew towards Stan/lucifer and Bella joined them with the millions of dark angels left also lined up behind them. "Uhmm bro how come their angels are more than us" Zlatan whispered to Stan who is still in lucifer's body.

I looked at him and those fallen beads with a constant stare, trying to figure out, is it even possible for angels wanted to destroy this planet. He snapped at me; that shook me out from my foggy thought zone. "Do you want to know the names of the angels?" he repeats his question. "Yes," I answered, "The first one was the strongest of all, Yaahadana, He called to be vigorous; flight with the metal wings. His strength was unmatchable. But he has a soft heart. The second one was Naksh; The moon lover, an immortal shapeshifter; notorious one. The third one, Zayaan; definition of beauty and intelligence, he was called the protector.

After a moment of thoughtful silence, one of the elders, their voice carrying the weight of ages, spoke. "Yes, Yes... That's true. "In the face of darkness, there exists a force that can bring about its undoing—the true powers of an angel. They are the embodiment of light, a celestial force capable of dispelling even the deepest shadows." Dakota and Claire exchanged astonished glances. The revelation was unexpected yet held a profound sense of possibility. They had encountered supernatural beings and witnessed extraordinary powers, but the true powers of an angel were shrouded in mystery and legend.

I remained silent for a few moments, collecting my thoughts before I finally popped the first and most important question, “What are you guys?” Luc smiled, walking closer and sat on a comfy chair, facing the couch I was sitting on. “That we told you already, we are the Archangels.” Okay, that still sounded crazy as fuck but still, I chose to consider the possibility after all that happened in the past few hours and went with it. “Really? As in, you’re the King of Hell, Lucifer, and your brothers are the Archangel of Death and the Healer?” I asked, watching the three of them with a hint of curiosity.

The hiccup unwantedly left my mouth, "I'd really thought we had a special connection, I thought our bond is special like those couples in the books." "We of course have a special connection, Angel. You are my mate," He spoke caressing my cheek, "But our relationship is something different than humans because I am not a....human." So wasn't I.... "What are you then?" I found myself asking. "A Lycan," He sighed out. Lycan......