Mythology Angels 소설 & 이야기

The most rare was called the arch angels. They had beautiful white wings that could fly to the heavens if they chose to. Their skin glowed like the sun and their eyes were white. Everything about them was pure and beautiful. The hell angels find and eliminate these shifters. Only our king, Chase stands with those wings now and after two hundred years they have been considered an extinct race.

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...”

“It basically says that if God doesn’t want his angels to be with humans, he punishes them. Back in ancient times, angels came down and mated with humans, causing the birth of giants. When God found out, he cast those angels out of Heaven.” Ava closed her eyes, “I heard a little of that from Az. He admitted that he may have been one of those angels, but God made him into what he is today. But;” she glanced around for a moment before going on, "it seems that he has been getting permission to be with me.” Mavis gaped at her friend; before replying, “For your sake, I hope so.” She glanced towards the clock, “We should start heading for class, I’ll see you at lunch.”

Her younger self explained. “Rare human?” “Not all humans are compatible with angels. Those who are, we call rare. The gods were not happy with it. They sent the ancients down, seeing it as an act of disobedience. Ancients are risky because if they give in to their bloodlust, they are taken over by a vile spirit—a demon. They become vampires.”

My father looks at Misha with a softness that was only reserved for my mother, “Some are evil though, just as some angels are too.” “Angels?” she asks. Ana nods, “They exist too. Justin is one.” “But he's a cheating asshole!” My Queen exclaims. Ana nodded, but I thought Misha should hear it from me. “As above, so below. There has to be a balance.” “Misha, yes there is a balance, and other beings exist such as; vampires, werewolves, witches, and a few others. In other realms, there's more, for example, gods and goddesses.”

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

I take a quick shower to wash of the sweat and grime from training and brush my teeth before walking to the small wardrobe and pull out some sweatpants and boxers. I slip them on under my towel and hang it over the door to dry. When I turn around Divina is no longer on the bed, and I hear the bathroom door close. I settle in the recliner with my pillow and blanket and pick up the book I’ve been reading. One of the elders in the village let me borrow it. It is a full history on the angels and how they came to inhabit earth. I don’t understand why they don’t just live among the humans like we do. I think I will ask Michael about that in the morning. I know he blended in and told me he didn’t e

She says softly with disbelief in her eyes. "Demons are just angels who have fallen from grace." I replied. "How does an angel fall from grace?" Luna asks as she raises an eyebrow at me.. "Well most angels fall from grace because they disobey or ignore a direct order from the high council. When that happens they are sent to the demonic realm and are reborn as demons." I replied. "Then why do demons work so closely with angels?" She asks.

Now that angels were involved and had managed to get so close to her, I didn't have time to lose. Angels were another thing humans got wrong. They aren't pure and virtuous like people thought. Yes they started in heaven, but they were mostly warriors. They were brutal, murderous, warriors who care as much about other people’s lives as demons. When you get right down to it there isn't too much difference in demons and angels. Demons promise to make all your dreams come true and we do for a while, but we never lie. When we make a promise we keep it. You just have to be very clear as most people leave a lot of room for extra creativity on our part. Angels, however, they make you believe they

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"