Nombre Ángel Significado Novelas e Histórias

Kingsley walked towards Karina standing right in front of her with a cold expression. "What was that woman talking about ? Who are you Karina ? " Karina sighed sadly she knew the truth was going to come out sooner or later she just wasn't ready to open up to Kingsley yet but now she seems to have no option. "What she said was true , I am Angel I also go by the name Karina, Kingsley Please believe me I never meant to make you sad or heartbroken e......." "Explain everything in details and don't leave anything out " Kingsley Said coldly.

The thought caused my laughter to fade. Me? Married and popping out kids? It didn’t bear thinking about, but what other choice did I have? No one knew the real me, least of all my family. They thought I was a good girl. The type of woman who went to church on Sundays and didn’t cuss. And I wanted them to keep believing that. I needed them to keep believing that. I had worked hard to gain that reputation. And live up to my name. Angela. They had given me a name that literally means angel, when in reality I couldn't be further away from any messenger of God. Harbinger of the devil was more likely, not that they would ever know that.

Christian asked. “Yes, a nickname.” Christian closed his eyes and went into deep thoughts while I waited for his suggestion. “How about poopy or mega mind?” I should’ve known he would pull a childish stunt as always. That was, unfortunately, who he was. “Stop it. I mean a serious one.” I spoke as I rolled my eyes at him. Christian gave me a nod and was once again lost in his thoughts. “How about Angel?” “Angel? I like Angel.” I laughed. Angel was cute, and I could live with that. “Angelica, that was your real name.” Christian reminded me.

I will watch over you. A sudden memory flashed in my head. It was blurry, the voice barely a whisper in my head, but I heard it. Artemy’s voice, whispering to my ears once. Sleep, Angel. I will watch over you. I didn’t even have a chance to react because Artemy continued speaking. “The father replied that an Angel is someone who is sweet, kind, caring, calm, and mellow. The most beautiful woman on the planet. Someone who is amazing in every way. An Angel is the girl who makes your heart beat faster when she walks into the room. The girl you will need wherever you go. The girl who makes you want to be better. Angel is someone who is your rock. The person who you love with your entire heart. T

Like, cartoon-level dropped. “Angel… just how rich are you?” He whispered it like the gates were holy. Kai grimaced. “What is ‘Angel’ supposed to be?” “That’s what I want to call you,” Jaden said with a grin that felt like a secret. “My nickname is Devil. People call me that when I get creative. So I want you to be the Angel to my Devil.” Kai scoffed. “Before you brand someone with a halo, maybe find out who the hell they actually are.”

I was getting this weird sense of déjà vu. Angandriel squatted low then launched into the air. White feathered wings burst from his back. I wasn't even shocked. Maybe I was just getting used to all the weird stuff that kept happening. He pumped them up and down until we gained so much height that I couldn't see the house below. "So, you're my guardian Angel?" He remained silent as he flew. "I take that as a yes. And your name is Angand.... Angleand, Angie?" "Angandriel," He stated.

And this chance, he can never afford to lose. "Yes, sire." The glowing wings of the angel in front of him spread wide. This was the angel who took his name because he believed in such fairy tales. Now look at where he is! Stuck being a nameless boy in this realm where everyone calls him the lost boy. And just like that, the angel flew away from him. If the lady will end up the way he ended up, then he'd just feel sorry for he can not let his chance be taken. The next morning, when the lost boy awoke, the lady was not in her bed anymore. He sighed heavily when all he saw was a note and dear him! He forgot how to read!

In the olden days, There was a girl who was extremely known for being “unlucky”. She’s a very beautiful young girl who has experienced lots of misfortunes in her life. At that time, God sent a powerful and trustworthy Archangel down to the earth. He’s called the “Angel of God” also known as “Help from God” who lived in a disguise on earth. It is a name that he only uses as a disguise on this land. God entrusted him to protect the people of the land and the souls of the dead in the hands of evil. He was the guardian of the souls in the land of the dead and the land of the living.

Full of wonder. "Madonna. After your fine girlie." Grayson replied. Ayven laughed. And cried at the same time. Tears streaming down his face even as he smiled. He had another sister. Another person to protect. Another person to love. He turned to Angel. Studied her for a moment. "I gave you a middle name, right? Angel Mia Cross." "Yup. And I love it so much. I never had a middle name before." Angel beamed. "Then her full name should be Madonna Silvia Cross." Ayven said it with authority. Final. Decided.

All things that happened to me those days that I lost him instantly flashed back into my mind. "Hi, Baby Angelo..." "So, that's his name." I instantly turned to the person who just spoke and saw that it was Nicholas standing behind me. He was just watching me all this time. I smiled at him and nodded, "Yes, I named him Angelo because even though I experienced worst things during the time that I chose to fight for him, I still consider him a blessing in my life. That's why Angelo. He's an angel and I know he's watching over me up there," I replied and looked to the sky.