Names For Angels Of Death Novels & Stories

"Don't take my life just yet. I've been praying to God, He will surely grant my wish, so please wait a moment. Hum? Please!" This is unnatural, humans shouldn't be able to see or hear our voices. It's against fate. But, what do I care? I just have to finish my mission as fast as possible and get back to my job. "Hey human, since you can see and hear me, then fine. I will introduce myself properly. I am the Angel Sue, as you said just now, I am indeed the Angel of Death, however, I'm not here to take your life, I'm here to replace Cupid who is in charge of finding love for you. So, just tell me what kind of man do you want!"

The smoke from the sacrifice did not dissipate. Instead, it solidified into figures of surgical white and shadows of absolute black that lurked from the sanctuary’s rafters. Astaroth recognized them instantly: the Angels of Death, their void-scythes ready to claim Dorian’s body, and the “Executioners of Light”, faceless beings sent to tear Uriel from Carter’s form for permitting a romantic aberration on mortal soil. Astaroth let out a dry laugh, but Griselda, staggering, spat the words at him with urgency:

Tyler glanced at them before he opened his mouth, but Josh suddenly spoke. “Abaddon is an angel of death. Sometimes he is mistaken for Samael, but they are different creatures. Abaddon is called the angel of abyss or the bottomless pit. He is often better known as the destroyer or destruction. He sees the destruction of every creature on Earth. And he has servants whom he allows to torment people and their souls. But they are not allowed to kill anyone. But more often than not, he is just a subordinate of the ruler of hell.” said Josh. “So, you mean the ones we killed were humans?” Cael asked.

Dr Chloe asked surprised by what she was hearing about Camila from Mrs Carter. "O yes. Before this pregnancy, she got pregnant by only God knows who and gave birth to a child whom she happily named the Devil," She replied and Dr Chloe chuckled. "I don't expect you to show her any mercy. This is the kind of person we are dealing with. Now the termination of her pregnancy is a command, not a request," she added Dr Chloe nodded shocked by what she heard concerning Camila. "Would you like to see her?" Dr Chloe asked "No, I just passed by to see how things are going and let you know what to do next," she replied and headed for the door.

“No. They are not. The ones that had been born were typically not as strong as the angels who had a wolf spirit placed inside. Such as Trenton, Jake’s mate was an offspring of a created hybrid, which is why he is not as closely aligned as you are.” I furrowed my brows, I felt like I was missing something here. “If I am more closely aligned then I am the offspring of...” I stopped and looked at Avery. “You were one of the ones created. An angel?” She nodded. “Well how come Trenton’s mother is dead? I thought angels couldn’t die?” She looked at Trenton sadly. “It is not that they cannot die, there are very few weapons that can kill them and it can typically be done only by another angel, or a

We would soon move to the ward, the private ward which is reserved for me, the gifts are brought in right before including my best food. "What will you choose to be their names?" The excited Helena asks. "If you can't suggest, I will name them." She offers excitedly. What should I even give to them as names? "Luca, Layla and Landon." "Woww, what nice names?" Casmien exclaims. "I think we will go with those!" So these three angels come to bless my life, to tighten the bond between me and Casmien, and above all to form a family.

Why does that stupid, foolish commander want to see me now? "Anything else?" I asked as she kept staring at me too much that I was getting uncomfortable with her stares. She quickly shook her head, her cheeks crispy and ran out of the door. I picked up my jacket and wore it, boldly printed BLACK ANGEL on the back, they gave me the name because I always wear black clothes but I don't know what the angel is for, I'm not an angel and I will never be. I was my daddy's little princess and angel but he is gone.

Even now there’s a part of him that yearns for me. ‘You’re lying.’ I hissed, my thoughts battling against that of the bull’s. The ancient being laughed, making my skull tremble and rattle in my head. An instant migraine danced across my forehead and down my jawline. ‘I have been called many things; Devourer of Worlds, God of Chaos, Angel of Death, even Deimos and Phobos, but never have I been called a liar. Perhaps I will let you see for yourself…’

“Then what are we dealing with, if not demons.” “Kings of dead universes, crotchety spirits wanting to walk again, the leftovers of an alien race, the memories of physical beings cast aside, some zeitgeist aspect made real, ancient watchers frozen in stone, entities of pure spirit who have never known flesh. Take your pick. Though, I hazard the last is probably what you’ve been describing. What name did you give it?” “Calach.” “That’s a loser. Really fucking bush league. Go big or go home is what I say. You know some big demonic titles, use them. Or try an angelic name, that’ll give you some weird results.”

Daniel, my son, I remember that night like it was yesterday. We were fleeing from the entity that Belzebub warned me about - Azrael, the Angel of Death. When he appeared, I shielded your eyes, pleading with you not to look, as he demanded I hand you over. Deli, our former babysitter, tried to help, but Azrael's power was too great. In a desperate attempt to protect you, I blocked his gaze, but he revealed his dark angelic face, letting out a piercing scream that almost threw you and Deli off the bridge.