Uriel Gabriel Michael Raphael Novels & Stories

As I approached one of the seats furthest away from Raphael, I couldnt help but stare at the floor, what did I get myself into, I couldn't wait for this night to end. Authors POV The moment she entered the building, Raphael held his breath, how could she be even more beautiful than she already was. He was ecstatic he had taken the risk and accepted Elizabeths offer, in hope of meeting her. He pretended not to pay attention and stole glances at her when she wasn't looking, her scent lingered after her. As soon as Elizabeth guided her towards him, he kept his gaze fixed on his drink. But when Elizabeth introduced her as Gabriels fiancé, he felt a stab in his chest, she was taken, he had read t

“I was trying to get his attention to ask if Maeve and Jacob could take a break. You’ve given your group twice as many breaks as Uriel, and they’re all new to this. But Uriel couldn’t even bother to acknowledge me.” Michael’s jaw tightens. “We’ve discussed this, Uriel. If you can’t work with our allies, Gabriel takes over. Period.” Uriel loses it. “Why should we work with these infidels?! The only thing they deserve is the edge of our blades!” Michael’s voice booms, divine and terrifying. “That’s it. LEAVE!” Uriel blanches. “M-Michael, wait—I didn’t mean—” “I said LEAVE!” Michael grows. Literally. His muscles swell, his glow intensifies, and even I want to take a step back. But I don’t.

I feel like I want to pinch his cute, chubby cheeks. “You are Raphael?” I asked with doubt and he answered, “Yes” In a cute voice but showed me his true form. He is all white and shining. White long hair, white eyes with white wings, and there’s blue and green energy coming from his palms. Then he turned to a cute little six years old boy again and smiled at me. I am convinced now. “Is he a falling angel too?” I asked Michael while pointing at Raphael. Michael smiled and shook her head, “No” She answered. “He is our healer,” She added.