Supernatural Archangel Raphael Novels & Stories

His eyes flickered,"We'll see." He turned on his heel and walked away. Iris glared at his retreating figure before following him, her fists clenched at her sides. **** Iris hissed in pain as her finger tips traced the skin on her shoulder where she was zapped. A few weeks ago she never would have imagined herself in this situation. Even if a fortune teller had told her this she would denounce it as a prank. She stared down at her bare feet as she tread lightly through the hallway, security flanking either side of her.

I thickly swallowed, my breath turning a little bit erratic as his arm wrapped around my torso and hands as well, carefully holding me in place whilst the other loosely snuck around the base of my neck. Only the moment I noticed the Archangel of Death determinedly making his way straight towards us every last bit of courage left in me went right through the window, trembling and whimpering like a scared little child, eyes wide as all I could see was that horrifying image. “Hey hey, shh...It’s okay. I’ve got you. I’m here. I’m here with you. You don’t have to be scared. I promise everything will be just fine, okay?” I could hear Raphael soothingly whisper in my ear, his hand giving mine a rea

Raphael shouted sternly as slowly his sharp fangs started coming out. “You killed him, and now… I'll kill you before you ruin everything,” Raphael added and pounced on Angel. However, Angel formed a protective shield around himself, blocking the attack. Seeing this, Raphael's anger flared up as he formed a ball of fire and threw it at Angel.

"I wa-want to see h-him just even a glimpse o-of him." Pika inhaled and blew it out, sitting beside the soul he almost killed. He understand why this stupid soul want it so bad. Being an Archangel, he has a soft heart to stuffs like this. Someone trying their best just to see someone else. Even if it kills them. "You are pretty strong," he commented. "While we wait for your friends, why don't we chat quietly."

He walks straight to me and my body freezes, I’ve always been scared of this guy, he’s got a bad reputation, and I’ve never wanted to be on his bad side. “You”, he says, pointing at me. I take one step back as Gabe positions himself in front of me, and Ethan and Mel stay on my side; River just went to the bathroom as she said the baby was pushing her bladder out of her body. “Move, Gabriel”, Raphael says, and Gabe doesn’t budge. Raphael pushes him out of the way, and I have to say I am impressed with the strength of the old man. He grabs me by my collar and pulls me away from everyone and onto the corridor. I hear Mel shouting at Raphael to let me go as Gabe walks next to her. Raphael pushes

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

he gave me his most charming smile. "Why so?" "Because my mother has taught me to give love to others. She says that the world is already filled with hatred, one or the other person is burning in the fire of revenge. If we want to stand out from the crowd then we should love and protect everyone. She wants me to protect people and bring peace to their lives. That's why she named me Raphael - the name of one of the archangels whose work is to heal people's mind, spirit, and bodies so that they can enjoy the peace to its fullest" he smiled making my heart flutter. Today my heart is acting very weirdly.

I looked at him and those fallen beads with a constant stare, trying to figure out, is it even possible for angels wanted to destroy this planet. He snapped at me; that shook me out from my foggy thought zone. "Do you want to know the names of the angels?" he repeats his question. "Yes," I answered, "The first one was the strongest of all, Yaahadana, He called to be vigorous; flight with the metal wings. His strength was unmatchable. But he has a soft heart. The second one was Naksh; The moon lover, an immortal shapeshifter; notorious one. The third one, Zayaan; definition of beauty and intelligence, he was called the protector.

he frowned at her as if it should have been clear to her from the beginning " Am the archangel Uriel, I shall be your guardian for now" Angy stared at the man before her for a couple of seconds, she noticed the serious expression on his face as he looked upon her expectantly. She blinked for just a moment or two to make sure her mind wasn't making up things again, a hysteric laugh sounded throughout the empty chapel, it took her a while to realize it was coming from her An archangel? What kind of messed up dream did she enter? Who the hell would believe something as ludicrous as that? Having to deal with one demon was enough, she didn't need anymore supernatural nonsense in her life. Maybe c

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."