Virtues Angels Appearance Novels & Stories

I exclaimed, twirling around so I could get a three hundred sixty degree view. I wasn’t exaggerating even a bit. This place truly was magnificent. It almost looked like a huge mountain from outside if you failed to notice the angels sitting atop the high-rise. They were like sentinels in the dark with their wings spread out to its full width, shoulders hunched, and body bent forward in preparation for flight. Their faces weren’t prominent in the dim moonlight, but the statues looked so perfect. I would have thought they were real if Erick hadn’t told me otherwise.

There was a sense of curiosity that he wanted to ask, but he felt that it was impossible to ask a question at this point. But there was one other thing that made her curious besides the questions she wanted to ask. Ardina looked seriously at Rail's face. She was curious about the real form of angels, according to her mother's story, angels are creatures that have never experienced self-aging. The skin is very smooth, soft, and shiny. It is from her mother's story that she knows what an angel looks like. And now, she is in the presence of the Angel of Death. Paying close attention to the face of the very handsome angel. Without realizing it, Ardina's hand was near Rail's face, but she didn't

The other Serviteurs bowed down in bliss. He then added, “Angels are the purest form of our kind, but they can be naïve like us mere mortals. We must prevent them from making the same mistakes as our ancestors did. That is why we must preserve such an ethereal status and make it truly holy!” The other Serviteurs bowed their heads once again in approval. Outside the house however arrived a large carriage, which when the Serviteurs saw from their windows, they called upon their brothers and sisters, and everyone put on their best behaviour.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

“Of course not! I just… can’t see them, so I’m curious what they look like. And you still haven’t answered me. Is this Aurus handsome?” “Of course!” she said with a grin. “Aurus is a mighty lion with wings. He looks incredibly powerful.” “A lion?” Gavriel repeated, clearly caught off guard. She nodded, her smile widening. “Yes. A mighty lion. A talking lion. So don’t think nonsense things.” Then she added more seriously, “They’re heavenly beings created only to carry out God’s missions. They’re not like fallen angels who became demons here on earth. They’re faithful to God, obedient, and will never commit sin or do anything forbidden by Heaven.”

Follow up with Van. Van is not like other angels. He is the highest of all but in the eyes of the angels he has no wings. Actually there is. But the eyes of angels do not see that. Only he and those above him can see that. He didn't deny it on purpose. The eyes can't really see it

The sound of their wings, however, is like raging waters. DOMINIONS- These angels receive orders from seraphs and cherubs and pass them over to the lower-ranked angels for execution. They are the upper management of the angel order. They were long robes with a green sole. They carry a golden staff in their right hand and the seal of God on the left. PRINCIPALITIES- These angels are seen as rays of light. They oversee nations and cities. They also manage the earthly duties of the angels below them. VIRTUES- These angels are shaped like sparks of light. They take orders from higher-ranked angels and turn them into miracles for the deserving. It is believed the two angels present at the ascensi

After a few seconds, the whole area suddenly became bright and when we looked at the sky it seemed like a gate was open and so many Angels were coming out now. They have six wings each with the two wings on the lower side covering their body while the two wings on the upper side cover their face, while the two wings on the middle side they use to fly. They also sing "Holy, Holy, Holy" over and over as if they never get tired of singing. "Do you know what you did in return? Guia?" Nay Aurelia asked again, which brought my mood back. "Yes Mom, and that's half my lifespan." ... ...

Weren’t the angels the ones there? Only Feral who felt his mental energy depleting heavily knew what was happening, of course, their trusty VR was helping them trick the fuck out of these people. Once more, the kings were shown the true notoriety of the fugitives. Feral couldn't help sneaking a few glances around but who wouldn't? The troops were beyond beautiful, the angels on one side floating into the portal were like brilliant lights even brighter than the sun itself and the clashing of both creatures of light was so blinding it brought tears to one’s eyes, literally, half of the elf troop beside them were silently mourning for their eyes.

Even if he was keeping them very tightly closed behind his body, it was still possible to deduce that each of them was from the fulfillment of his standing body, and that together they could support his weight so that he was no more than a gram around the muscular power of those wings. For a fleeting second, I again had the desire to know how to draw or paint images. Because I was slightly mesmerized by his beauty. I knew that if the Fallen Angels were beautiful, I should not expect less from the archangels who still belonged to the heavens. But there was something about him that I never noticed in the moments when I had visions with his true appearance. A kind of energy that kept me tamed,