What Are Angel Names Novels & Stories

said Reya telling Angel who nodded. Angel smiled at the two people in front of her who she knew was still confused. "I'm Angel!" she said briefly because she was confused about how to introduce herself. "I hope you accept my presence in this house, I promise I will not trouble you, cause trouble too I promise to be a good child." she firmly assured the three of them with a pleading look. Aluna and Kevan tried to smile even though in their minds each raised a lot of questions. "I'm Kevan, and this is my wife, Aluna. You can call us whatever you want, the most important thing is you feel comfortable," explained Kevan.

I nod and smile happy to share. “Of course. My dad’s name was Henry and my mother, Miranda.” “What?” “That’s not possible, is it John?” I look between them confused by their shock, wondering what is wrong. “Um, are you both alright?” They stare back at me as though trying to see something on my face. “Angel, what is your full name?” “Angela Gray, why?” They both gasp and look at each other before Mrs B grabs my hands in hers.

“He is reading your aura, and it’s a match. You two are meant to be. He recognizes your kindness, Emma, and he's willing to serve you and your family." Reed scowls, folding his arms across his chest. "I am not happy about this," he grumbles. I arch an eyebrow at my mate. “Jealous that I’m making a tall, beautiful angel my servant?” "I'm not jealous..." "Really?" I tease. Reed pouts, and I giggle at how childish he is before turning back to the angel, who tilts his head at me. "What's your name?” The angel grimaces, and Angora laughs. “He can’t speak through the glass,” she explains. “And he doesn’t have a name. Not anymore. You will have to give him a new one to form a contract.”

" Angel's voice boomed. Horror was written all over Alfred's face and mine too. I was aware of the two greatest investors in his company. They were faceless and his most anticipated guest. He had sent the invite to them hoping to finally see their faces as they always sent representatives. "Miss Lola I didn't know you were acquainted with him." Alfred said still looking in shock. He shook himself as if realizing what he just said. "I meant that...His name is Angel." He said looking so confused. I was confused as well but it soon started dissipating when I realized that Angel came under another name in other to buy shares in Alfred's company.

my father spoke this time. “After we adopted Ava’s daughter, we named her Angel. This was the name Ava gave to her before she took her last breath. We honored her wish and named her daughter Angel. The people who destroyed the White Moon Shadow Pack were searching for Angel and Ava like hungry vultures.” He paused and took a deep breath.

He ran straight to the crib again, ignoring everyone. “I want to name her!” he declared proudly. Everyone laughed at the audacity. Damien leaned against the wall, smirking. “Careful, little man, or you’ll call her something like Supergirl.” Vincent’s eyes sparkled. “That’s a great name!” Xavier groaned, rubbing his forehead. “Not happening.” Ivan smirked, his calm voice teasing. “What about Princess Trouble?” Vincent stuck his tongue out. “No! She’s not trouble.” He turned, puffing his chest as though ready to defend his sister’s honor. “She’s Angel.”

Yagami then said, "your first war was a success, you are now a free woman and no longer bound by the chains of the dungeon, word would spread." Alex then came closer and asked, "what would you want your warrior and adventure name to be, say it now and let your name spread!" Almost all great warriors had their warrior name, it was usually given after the first war and become more established as the warrior keeps on fighting. We had the likes of, 'Darius the demon, Yagami the Light, and Gord the butcher! Lycan Flare and so on. I looked up and said, "I shall be known as Angelina: Angel of light," the whole crowd shouted, 'Angel of light!" That was my new title, while some called me flaring Ange

I was getting this weird sense of déjà vu. Angandriel squatted low then launched into the air. White feathered wings burst from his back. I wasn't even shocked. Maybe I was just getting used to all the weird stuff that kept happening. He pumped them up and down until we gained so much height that I couldn't see the house below. "So, you're my guardian Angel?" He remained silent as he flew. "I take that as a yes. And your name is Angand.... Angleand, Angie?" "Angandriel," He stated.

“Hold up. You followed me here all the way from Langkawi?! Aren’t spirits supposed to stay within the boundary of their domain? How did you take journeying across the ocean? And, and what has this got to do with…” “I am the King of Demons. Vasileios Kara Angelos. I have no set domain. I travel freely and wherever I please. Just now I am not happy being chained to you like a mere pet.” Ma’oz spat the words he so despised. “Kara Angelos…Black Angel?” “So, your grasp of the ancient languages is quite good. Yes. All demons are known as the Fallen Angels. The Black Angels.” He answered proudly. “What do I pay?” She asked again.

"I am sorry for being selfish" Shanaya confesses. "You are not selfish, it just I hope you will focus more on your mission, and also on your goodwill point" Angel replied. "Okay, I have two questions, but before that tell me your name or tell me what can I call you?" Shanaya questions. "Oh, yes we don't meet each other like you humans meet with each other, so here we are I am the angel who comes from this red ring, so you can call me Red" Angel replied.