Virgo Angels Novels & Stories

Even though we're not related but I feel a very deep connection with him and I don't know why, he once mentioned that I remind him of Sienna. Since I opened my eyes ten years ago and glared at him I felt a connection. He's the only person close to me right now and I'm not losing him even if I have to die doing so but I'm not dying right now, I have a mission to complete. I'm going for them, I'm going to be their worst nightmare. The queen of terror. They call me, Amphitrite the dark angel.

Xavier asked. “Yes we all are. Some Angels are recruited and not created. The Almighty doesn’t create unless absolutely necessary, but many of us were spirits trained to be Angels. The protectors of the paradise.” Gabriel looked towards Xavier again, seeing as he tried to change the subject. “Jasmine is your friend, but does that mean you own her?” Xavier looked surprise. “No I don’t…”

I agreed to listen closely and keep an open mind. “First you need to know, I am not who you think I am. I am an angel. I was sent here to make sure you stayed away from Damien and Lucifer. Things changed when I met you and I fell in love with you. Ramiel came today to tell me that someone has been hunting down angels looking for him and myself. There is a place called Halo it is basically a spa and day club for angels to hang out in. Whoever this person is managed to get past security and infiltrate Halo. They killed everyone there. All the angels and all the humans who worked there. We think it was Damien and we think he was trying to find you.” I could tell he was serious the emotion roll

A ) Eregdrix B ) Psyedom C ) Marvava D ) Marvaritte _ halos were found on the body of Marvaritte A ) 4 B ) 3 C ) 5 D ) 2 Who explained to Pete how the Angels fell and how their halos were stripped from them? The Moment A ) The Moments B ) The being of Secrecy C ) Lucifer D ) Temptress One of these weren't among the visions Pete saw when he touched the first shard of Azazel's halo A ) Seeing Calypso dying B ) Seeing Maria dying

Damon held Harper with both his arms. The archers are in position and anytime now, the Red Blood wolves would attack. It was Marion’s strict order not to do the first blow, to let them offend. The Virgo doesn’t initiate wars, they only defend the people when they’re attacked. So this time, the Virgo men and fighters are only waiting for the first blow: the commencement of a long and serious war. Hector’s safe, at least Harper can free her mind from worrying about his safety. The thing about it is that the babysitters of the Virgo are also witches, so they know charms and spells to protect the babies in case they get seen by the enemies.

In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels exists. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order.

The angels saw her face and fell in love, for they are two halves of a whole. But her mind was turned to the balance of things, and like dreams always out of reach, none of the angels could have her. The Marian was black as night, the Maiden gold as day, and the Magdalene red like blood. Marian spun the threads, the Maiden measured them, and the Magdalene cut. The archangels were her princes, executing her will. As the Dunamis, her champions, they are the bureaucracy of the universe, attending to the checks and balances of things.

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

And in time, each of their stories shall unfold. There were nine angels in all, three Protectors, three Warriors, and three Saviors. Each triad had their own powers and orders, and none could cross over without severe penalty, and possible banishment. Protectors were adept at spinning spells, weaving magic, and creating talismans for the safety and protection of the human race. On the rare occasion, they could wield a sword offensively, however their swords were mostly use for defense. Warriors had brawn and analytical minds for warfare, and used blessed swords as their weapon of choice. And Saviors were meant to heal those with severe injuries and those who held the hand of death far too pr

She spun around around quickly on instinct her hands already holding onto the needle that pinned her hair up. Before she could launch an attack the person had already caught her wrist. Cassain. His jaw was clenched. His black eyes burned with something far colder than anger. "I told you..."His voice was dangerously quiet. "...to stay behind me." For a brief second neeither of them spoke. The maid stood trembling between them. Another explosion shook the mansion. Dust drifted from the ceiling but Cassian's gaze never left Iris. "You disobeyed." "I wasn't about to leave her!"