Tormented Andariel Novels & Stories

"This is something even your Pope probably can't figure out, much less you. But you were taught by the Pope and follow one principle: anything you don't understand, anything unfamiliar, must be eliminated. After all, for the Lomuia Grand Cathedral folks, no threat can be allowed to exist, even if that threat isn't actually evil. You don't care about that, do you?" Arya replied stubbornly, "Andrew, no matter what you say, I will stand firm in my beliefs. The feeling you give me is absolutely terrible, utterly unbearable. I am the Cathedral's Battle Angel, born with the ability to sense evil. You are the greatest evil there is; that cannot be wrong!" Andrew said coldly, "I know you won't give

Every single man grimace at the order. It takes us a couple of hours of torture to have them stripped of their teeth, fingerprints, their hair has been shaved off, nails have been removed. Their clothes stripped off their bodies. Cinderblocks tied by a robe to their legs. She no longer smiling and she no longer looks like the beauty she was once known for. Andre hands both Rowan and I each shot guns. Amara is wheeled to us. It’s Angelica’s final moments she deserves to watch them for everything Angelica put us through.

Andrea abruptly lifted her head, her eyes, though still tear-rimmed, now spitting pure fire of hatred. “Erico!” she snarled, the name a venomous hiss. “He drugged me first, just as I was leaving the training grounds. Then, his three rogue friends, dragged me here and delivered me to Alpha Jermain. The drug didn’t knock me out completely, it left me paralyzed, like my limbs were filled with lead, but I was conscious through it all. I saw and heard everything.” She stomped her foot and clenched her fists, her entire body quivering with restrained outrage.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Damien's familiar voice says in surprise. "That was... easy." Levi's voice follows. I shake my head and squeeze my eyes shut as I try to get rid of the hallucination trying to play with me. "Aphrodite... is Charon here or am I hallucinating that as well?" I question weakly, no longer sure what's truly going on around me. "No, my child, your not hallucinating. It seems your love prevails even in the depths of Tartarus." she replies with both relief and happiness.

Warner said to me as I took a seat. “Who's Miranda?” I pondered, adjusting my posture on the comfy sofa. “Uhm, I am Miranda!” The girl with the messy bun sitting aside me said. “Right.” I sighed, her brown eyes drawing me in. —---------------------------------------- Angel’s POV I hung up the call and put the phone down. My head tilted to the side and i.locked eyes with John. He was entrancing. His aura kept drawing me in. My panties wet up as we stared eye to eye.

Only before we could reach our destination, a young woman dressed as a maid suddenly crossed our path, instantly making a deep bow once her eyes landed on the archangel holding my hand. “Master Azrael,” She quietly said, right before she swiftly straightened back up, continuing her path afterwards. Again this master bullshit! I stopped for a few moments, curiously watching her, totally annoyed already before I quickly averted my attention back to him. “Why the hell do they call you guys “master”? Is Luc into some weird BDSM shit or something?” He let out a small laugh, obviously amused by my unusual question, lightly shaking his head, “No. They’re punished demons.”

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

I screamed again. Andros couldn’t get her out of this nightmare that she is having, it’s almost as if she is reliving a traumatic experience. So, he called the only person that he knew to, her brother. [JON, GET HERE NOW!!!] he screamed into the phone and hung up. After a while, he hears hurried footsteps rushing into the room. Jonathan stops dead in his tracks not knowing what he is seeing. “What happened to her?” “She’s having a nightmare Jon, I can’t get her out of it, it just keeps getting worst.” Andros told him desperately. He pulls something out of his pocket. “Get me a glass of water.” He demanded. He did not object to his instructions; however, he would like his angel returned.

she said beckoning on her daughter. "I'd be sending you to the planet Earth. You need to bring back our goddess. Alvandia has done their worst. The curse is getting strong with each passing day. We need the goddess, she's the Antidote to this curse " The priestess Said in a breathe, When a messenger ran in.