Sublime Archangel Mga Nobela at Kwento

-You should have told me that they were making you feel uncomfortable-Brayden -I didn’t want to cause a scene. This isn’t our house.-Me -Angel I know that is not the only reason.-Brayden -Fine, I didn’t want to look like some crazy jealous girlfriend or something like that.-Me -Angel you are my mate and my Luna you are way beyond a girlfriend. Besides, I think it would be sexy to see you act all crazy and jealous over me.-Brayden

My face fell, “But who are the others?” “There are three. You can save them all, but there will be a price.” I sighed, holding my head in my hands. “Who are they?” “My son will help you, he is a healer, as I am.” “Who are you?” The angel’s face lit up, a bright smile adorning his attractive features. The angel took his glasses off, revealing light-colored eyes. My mouth fell open, “I am the Arch Angel Raphael, but in my human form, you can call me Azarias, Az for short.”

Hours Ago: When the Prisoners escaped: In the most hidden, forgotten chambers, the Archangels sat in their brilliant cages. Alone from the others, Gabriel was enclosed in a prison of silver laced with Sanctis Venin—the Holy Bane. The poison, designed by Na’ara from the essence of her corruption, demon blood, and a tear of a mortal saint, burned through his angelic vessels like molten fire. His wings, pierced by great nails coated with the same venom, drooped in agonizing defeat.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

“Julia. Please do what the Lord asks you to do. Give her some premium beef jerky as well.” “I- okay. As you wish, My Lord.” Julia bent her knees and expanded her skirt and bowed to her. “Thank you.” “Is it okay if I take the seat in front of you, My Lord?” “No, you can’t. Know your place, elf.” Another melodic voice interrupted them. Alberu turned rigid. Sabrina. The archangel. She was arguably the strongest archangel to exist. Her white wings flapped gracefully, her long wavy hair fluttered. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

" Ah, majesty, I don't know if the sin of pride will have any success. There are many souls inside that damn place, as you well know. And our magic doesn't exist in that world. If I were you, I would take advantage of the fact that I have two archangels and send one of them in this extremely important quest for all of us. Tennebris' tone of irony almost made me throw a slipper at his head, but it was Kleyphon's indignation that caught my attention the most. He passed by Tennebris, doing his best to push him hard and approached the couch, without taking his eyes off the sin of Wrath. They stared at each other, Tennebris opened a smile that said very well that his intentions to remove the arch

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

These eight were the archangels. Archangel Michael, commander of the Legion Michael, angel of War and Power Archangel Raphael, commander of the Legion Raphael, angel of Vitality and Healing Archangel Gabriel, commander of the Legion Gabriel, angel of Messages and Guidance Archangel Uriel, commander of the Legion Uriel, angel of Wisdom and Fire Archangel Raguel, commander of the Legion Raguel, angel of Justice Archangel Sarakiel, commander of the Legion Sarakiel, angel of Peace Archangel Lucifer, commander of the Legion Lucifer and the bright morning star, angel of music and radiance

Her stare turned into glares and she put on a sick smile on her face. "Oh look who's here! My lovely cousin!" she exclaimed, sarcasm dripping in each and every words she said. Ace turned to look at me and his eyes widened when he realized that I, Angel, was standing in front of him. "I'm so pleased to see you again" she said sarcastically and I rolled my eyes. "The feeling is mutual, Satan" I replied coolly and stood straight making my way to the balcony, next to Ace. My cheeks reddened when i realized that Ace was checking my dress. His eyes raked over my body shamelessly and he smirked.

His name is Azeazel" I replied Sammaels eyes fell closed and his head tipped back for several long minutes as he listened to the ether, I waited patiently in the silence until finally his eyes opened and he studied me gravely "Azeazel was a great Archangel but he has committed many acts of betrayal in recent years, he also consorted with those of the other side on many occasions, that resulted in deaths of innocent beings, these acts were paid for in angelic blood used to make his consorts that much stronger, these are grave offenses of the highest order, these acts cannot be allowed to stand and they must not continue The creator has been made aware of what has been done and justice will be