Supernatural Angel Blade Novels & Stories

he asked, trying to conceal the uncertainty in his voice. “No. You haven’t. Angeline is alive! The little mvtt refused to die one more time. She has the Goddess’ protection. Once again, that disgusting wh.ore of a Goddess intervened, and I couldn’t get rid of the little b!tch, so he will be the one to die. Have you found him, Alpha Blake?” I asked, my patience growing short. Cooperating with these Alphas brought me many problems and little results. First, Gabriel, Kane, and the other Alphas failed me – and now this idiot was following in their pawsteps. I wish I could execute my plans without having to count on these corrupt Alphas' assistance. “I have an idea of who he can be,” Blake replie

Blinking back small tears, I only spared my brother’s visibly shook beast form a single glance before quietly nodding in agreement, not long after that quickly hearing the Archangel’s firm response, “Okay...I’ll do it.” “You sick, heartless MONSTER!” My eyes suddenly went wide at the sound of that feminine voice shouting so angrily, quickly noticing how the Reaper before me now blankly stared somewhere past me, soon enough facing the object of his undivided attention as I turned around. A small gasp flew out my mouth as I watched Blake relentlessly throw punch after punch, slap after slap between her labored breaths, letting out a loud sob as she so desperately cried out,

And through it, she saw the anomaly: herself, wielding the Blade, challenging the system. A deep, resonant voice filled the void. “The broken thread seeks to undo what is perfect. The anomaly must be corrected.” Seraphine’s heart pounded. “And I will not be corrected,” she said, voice steady. “Not by you, not by fate, not by anyone.” The Blade flared brightly, responding to her defiance, sending waves of silver light across the dark expanse. The Architect recoiled slightly, sensing the power of the anomaly, the bond, the Blade.

I hesitated. “And...thank you.” Deena frowned. “For what?” “If it wasn't for you pushing me to live for myself...I don't think I ever would've walked into The Angel's Den.” Her eyes immediately filled. “Bitch, don't make me cry.” I laughed as she hugged me again. “You're my sister,” she whispered. “Always.” “Always.” She pulled back. “And if Azrael hurts you, I'll murder his ass.” I burst out laughing. “Deena!”

Usually, that mean the soul of the human had long since died. The blade was inches away from severing the demon’s head. That was until it stopped. No matter how much the angel pushed or pulled, she could not get it to move in the slightest. Looking at what had happened caused her eyes to widen. Suit had grabbed the blade with three fingers. He stood unperturbed with one hand behind him, as he stared at the angel with an expressionless face. The angle quickly let go of the sword and took a few steps back in disbelief. “Impossible. It’s impossible.” The scene before her was beyond shocking to her. “A demon cannot touch the holy blade.” She repeated the sentence more than a few times in disbeli

While humans are simply killed by the Blade, if Celestial beings, Demons, Gods, Angels and Fallens are killed by Azrael’s Blade, their very essence would be wiped out of existence, completely eradicating them from reality. The Blade holds the power to beckon to the one holding the Blade to fulfill its purpose, murder. Celestials have strength to resist its call, but most humans are not quite as capable, it would take someone’s immense willpower to fight off the Blade’s seduction. The Blade can also ignite, when Azrael held the Blade while angry and feeling intense emotional pain, it becomes the Flaming Sword. But she’s the only one who can control whether she wield it as a Blade or as a Swor

Maria said and snapped her finger and immediately a female Angel appeared and stabbed Rachael to the pew with a sword, Yvonne screamed “Maria what is this? You devil” Yvonne shouted and Uzor ran into the church and was surprised to see an empty church, he then knew they had fallen for a devil illusion, he quickly ran towards Yvonne but was stopped by the female Angel who stabbed him with a sword, lifted him up and threw him on the hard wooden chairs – he was dead; not even werewolves could stay an angel blade. Yvonne kept crying savage watched her friends get slaughtered

And Elder Melissa ran to us when she saw Aurora's condition. "What happened to her?" Melissa asked me as soon as she approached us. "We don't have much time. She has been stabbed by Angel's blade. Please Malissa do anything you can. Just save her." I heard Raphael's panicked voice. Melissa gasped covering her mouth. Because the Angel blade is a lethal weapon for us. It can kill us, even any angels. Raphael put her on the bed and Elder Linda also joined to begin the treatment. They sent us outside of the room and closed the door.

"Your arrogance made me squirm. What makes you think I'm attracted to you?" He smiled knowingly, "Because you're destined to be mine. Fate did not put me in your mother's path without any reason." "Are you assuming too much? Just because you happen to give me life, that doesn't mean I belong to you." I was upset at the assumption that I glared at him angrily. Then, I remembered my vision about his wings severed by Samuel. I got the sinking feeling that the reason why it would happen was because of me. I cannot see another reason for doing it to another angel except that Samuel protected me. Is this creature going to harm me in the long run?

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.