Our Garden Of Angels Novels & Stories

Could they sense the baby as well? I opened the huge door, which actually led into a large greenhouse that had a desk in the back. I stopped to smell a few flowers on the way in and while I was bent over trying to get a whiff of a pretty purple flower, Angel suddenly appeared and pulled me away from it. “Oh no no sweetie, don’t get too close to that one,” she said, taking my hand and leading me away. “Oh! I didn’t even think about … do you have poisonous flowers in here?”

I said, taking in every detail of my surroundings. "It is real, my love," he said, taking a step closer to me, raising my hand and kissing my knuckles. I looked at him with so much love. He was my life, and I couldn't wait to spend forever with him. "Let's go in before we say all that needs to be said out here," Angel said, and we both laughed. He held my hand and led me to the love-shaped garden. "How do we get in?" I asked, confused on how to get into the garden. There was no hint of an entrance.

It was all white, down to even the clothing of the angels which was a simple white coat embedded with gold and silver. Truly too extravagant, even more than the elves themselves. As they walked through the realm, angels were seen everywhere either conversing peacefully with one another or playing with the beautiful beasts as they tattled through the road. Even so, most of the angels were within the gorgeous garden whilst the rest were in the lower realms doing good deeds and acquiring faith. Everywhere was so peaceful and blessed and Dina felt even more wretched for suffering in a place like this. In the end, it wasn’t a place for sinners after all.

The moment they crossed the boundary from borderlands to Eden proper, the garden knew. She felt it happen through the soles of her feet, that immediate collective awareness that she had been learning to read for weeks, the garden's listening turned all the way up, every root and petal and stream suddenly oriented toward the specific point where they stood. But this was different from any previous time she had felt it. This was not the held breath of a garden registering a forbidden question. This was something larger. The whole garden, every element of its careful divine architecture, registering the presence of something it had not been designed to contain. An angel. A fallen angel. Inside

So I step out of the bed. Everyone around me is sound asleep. I quietly make my way towards one of the wide windows. I draw the blue curtain just a little to stare at the night sky. But something else catches my eye. A stunning figure of a tall angel with long, braided hair and his massive, golden wings spread out, stands on one of the colourful flower gardens outside the main palace. What a sight to wake up to.

It didn’t take me long to reach the gardens; they were in full bloom, and all kinds of sweet fragrances filled the air. I inhaled deeply, savoring the scent. “Goddess,” I muttered a silent prayer, “protect my pups and keep them safe.” I stepped forward slowly, my nerves gnawing at my bones. This would be the first time I stood up to Angelica, and after years of abuse, I was overwhelmed by a mix of anger and sadness. I stepped deeper into the garden, Asena on high alert. “Do you sense anything?” I asked. Asena’s ears perked up and moved side to side. “No,” she finally said.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

But she shrugged off the thought before it could worry her. "Anyways, do you want to see the gardens! There are so many beautiful flowers!" Angie asked with joy and Sarah swiftly nodded her head. Flowers were her favorite. They made her feel alive. And she wanted to feel alive. After crossing two hallways with some twists and turns, they reached the garden. It was not the first time she was seeing it but every time she see it, she kept looking in awe. The combination of greenery and colorful flowers were making it look surreal, beyond beautiful. The light touch of the breeze was making the flowers dance with their flow. And the beautiful orange sunset sky was cherry on top.

and puffing up my cheeks in anger. Why am I here and what does he want from me anyway? "Aww she's so cute and short too," the guy beside him said walking close to me and gently pulled my cheeks. I angrily slapped his hand away from my face. I am not a child to be played with like that. "Bro can we keep her?" He asked turning to Theodore with bright puppy dog eyes. 'Who thought the devil would have a brother,' I thought, 'and a childish one at that.' I am not an object for him to be speaking about me like that.

We look like angels, I feel so clean. We walk hand in hand towards the garden. The outside of the house is so serene, the garden is a real garden. What I mean is, it has everything, every type of fruit. There is even a small stream at the end of the garden. Wow, I am just stunned. This is such a beautiful dream.