The Angel Of Death Book Novels & Stories

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.

Coldness washed over the body of the old man and then, his eyes shut and his heart stopped beating. "Pretty fun. It's nice to visit the human world again." Adonis pulled away from the man and took a step backwards, his cold gaze still on the dead man's body. He was the King of all death angels, the end of every living thing. The end of the first living thing and he would be the end of the last living thing. He turned backwards and vanished away, into thin air. * "The Death King is here!" "He... He is really here!" "He came to the human world himself!"

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--

Inside there are black candles, several scrolls, and a thick pitch-black book. Of course, it is the book that gets my attention. I took it and inspected it if there are dents, torn pages, or mites. Fortunately, although the book looks old, it also looks new, feels new, and smells new. It has gold writings on it, Death of God. "Death of God?! How did this get to here? I am sure if Mama saw you, she's gonna burn you," I said laughing at my own jokes. See, I am not just unlucky, I am also corny and crazy.

, I growled with a broom in my hand and they are fast enough to close and sat straight like a naughty kid after beating. Huffing I sat back and open the photos. We started reading few lines but everything go out of my mind. Max things are written in Latin which goes out of my mind and the English part is also out of my mind. Now I regret for not taking literature. We are flipping pages when my eyes catch a line.. "Stop" , I zoomed on the picture . At the end of the page there is a line in bold. "The day death seems less painful. Tears drip from the eyes of angel. Devil break in agony. The universe shaken off when he stole her soul and open that door. Eternity end from the hand of humanity. T

"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.

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

I just found where I'm going to spend the rest of my time while Keo is absent. I spend at least half an hour inspecting as many books as possible before one piques my interest. It's particularly old, written over a century ago. By the looks of it, it details some Angel-blood history regarding Demon's. Lugging the book upstairs, I lay it on my bed, flipping the cover open. I take my time scanning the small text, learning about the war, about Angel's depiction of Demon's. It's rough, hearing how they detail the mass death's, and how they justify it.

She doesn’t know that is an angel for a devil. What destiny holds for them? Will the tragedy continues in their life? Prologue Author Pov: A beautiful girl is standing near the window looking outside and enjoying the cool weather with closed eyes. With lots of questions running in her mind, she lives her unknown life. She always feels that someone out there looking for her desperately. She consoles herself many times when she doesn’t even know why she is crying. Sometimes, she uses to cry a lot without knowing the reason. She misses something big in her life. She wants to find answers to all her questions. But, her way was surrounded by dark.

Angel Michael assembles his Angels to fight, as a cherub I'm not allowed to fight because I'm 50 years only Angel above 100 are allowed to fight but I'm permitted to watch, and since I'm gifted by the Father with the spirit of healing, I can heal any angel who gets injured, Angel can be wounded and they die but when they die their soul will go back to the Father for reincarnation but without death, Angels can live forever without getting old, I'm 50 years but in the human world I will look 17, a thousand-year angel can look 25 in human age and be like that for as long as he lives, unlike what humans think Angels can't see the Father, we only feel his presence and he speaks to us. Angel Micha