Novel & Cerita Novels About Angels

Angels and now Fallens are born right after the Big Bang while Demons were born when Lucifer was banished to Hell. “Wow. The plot thickens.” Ouriel interrupted in his most dramatic voice, “If you haven’t met him, then what does he had to do with you?” Azrael shrugged and all of them turned to Rad as if he’s the one who can give them the right and precise answer. “It wasn’t written in the book.” he replied then gazes at Azrael, “You know that.” Because the tension subsides, Yerach asked everyone to sat, except for him, “Let’s clear things out first. Azrael, how did you find about that preordain matter, prophecy, whatsoever?” he asked while looking at Azrael.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

"How dare he?" Anger surged through my veins. I started reading below that line and it didn’t take me a second to realize that it was written by Binnazun. The book was based on the legendary enmity between Angels and Demons and the mass exodus of demons after the partition of Heaven. The narrator was Binnazun as it was completely his side of the story which was nothing but a pool of white lies.

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...”

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

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.

He took a deep breath and began speaking again. “So I found some old text that talked of a love story between two angels,” he said as he began searching for something on the table. He pulled out a book and skimmed it. “The two angels in question were Rachel and Lucifer,” he said, and I scoffed. He looked up at me with a disapproving look, and I shrugged with a grin. “Oh, come on,” I said, “Like we didn’t see that coming.” Elias chuckled while Aaron rolled his eyes. He shook his head and looked back down at the book.

"Back so soon? Did you sent them already?" "Eto..." The angel gave a laugh, scratching the back of his head. "It is not their time to go yet. I think they should be given chances whether they have it to come back." "Ano ne, why? Why do you always pick some souls and do this?" The Angel of Death stopped flying, making Muchie turn to see him gazing up at the sky. He has never got the chance to see such beautiful sky when he was still human. What he saw were pure darkness at night, a ceiling with its plasters falling in the morning. It was sad, lonely and cruel. "They never understood."

Legends have it that angels were created for quintessence, they were planned to be perfect. They were meant to protect and guide all creatures, to be righteous, just, and to follow everything the great creator wanted. Then again, things never go as the heavens planned. One drop of darkness was all it took to ruin everything. It wasn’t long when the lights in the angels dimmed, making them sinners in the eyes of the mighty one. The accused sinners were ordered for exile, never to return ever again. Doubts filled the hearts of the once pure and innocent angels as their wings burned, falling to the land meant for humans.

As I make my way through the grounds, I can feel his eyes on me, soothing the sting of Mathias’ rejection. I meet Kendra in the house as soon as I get in. Unfortunately, Kendra is human, and it’s a no-no to tell humans about us unless they’re our mates. It has always been disastrous when students would find out. That’s when the questions come in. My favorite question is, “Is there a God?” When I answer, they regale me with more questions. The truth is that angels were cast out of heaven centuries ago. The big man wanted us to gain free will, so he released us to live with humans. The only difference is that we are immortal, have wings, glowing eyes, and mate for life. Other supernatural bein