What Are Angel Names Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA'S POV " Dear Satan can you give me a fucking break!!! " My thoughts screamed. He didn't only have a vicious cat named Angel whose name should be something like Lilith because she was a demon or better jinx because my day had been crappy because of her Or better Lucifer the evil cat from Cinderella. Why was I busy naming the angel with appropriate names because that jinx was definitely not an angel.

“But I feel… drawn to you.” Yeah. That would be the mate bond. Lunaryn was practically vibrating in my chest like a damn struck bell. "Tell him! Tell him now! He’s ours!" "No," I snapped internally. "Let him adjust." I turned to the angel and cleared my throat. “Let’s start with your name. Do you… have one?” He tilted his head slightly. “I remember only one name. I believe it was mine. I was called… Auren.” Auren. Of course it was something gorgeous and ethereal.

She’s my everything, my angel, my little bird, my pretty girl. A bird that I want to cage and keep for myself, this is the only thing I know. She isn’t a photo to be shared, or a movie to been by others. She is an opulence, only I can have. I was scared of taking her name by my tainted mouth, fearing I’d ruin her… but the way I find myself, I guess it’s me who is ruined. ‘Angel’ was something my mother used to call me, she told me we give nicknames to those who we love and I believe I am in love with Grace Rue, so she is my angel.

All things that happened to me those days that I lost him instantly flashed back into my mind. "Hi, Baby Angelo..." "So, that's his name." I instantly turned to the person who just spoke and saw that it was Nicholas standing behind me. He was just watching me all this time. I smiled at him and nodded, "Yes, I named him Angelo because even though I experienced worst things during the time that I chose to fight for him, I still consider him a blessing in my life. That's why Angelo. He's an angel and I know he's watching over me up there," I replied and looked to the sky.

“Right, I’m sorry. I forget my manners. My name is Angel, and I know of you of course and your family. I’m friendly with your mother Queen Cassia, and I have visited Amar a few times throughout my lifetime.” “Why do you hide under a false name, Angel?” Alora asks, her voice kind and warm. Angel winces a little at the question, but doesn’t seem offended. “Because right now it’s important that only a few people know who I really am, Princess. I’m sorry. Druida, the woman I summoned is also a cover name, and she cannot reveal her true name right now either. I hope you will forgive our omission of the truth for the time being.”

Literally. The sound of him clearing his throat brought me back to reality. "If you are done checking me out, you might as well answer my question," he said with a smug smile making me blush profusely. "I have to go to work Theo," I said staring at the wall behind him to avoid looking at his face. "First of all my name is Theodore not Theo and you are not going anywhere. Doctor's orders," he said sternly. "I don't have a choice unlike you Theo," I said using the name he said he didn't like.

"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.

Martin explained and Mr Carter sat down. "Wait, so you are going to give all of us ghost names and we walk into the bank to claim the money once we are called?" Mr Carter asked "Yes," Martin replied "You do forget, one thing? Our faces," Mr Carter asked "Make-up?" Mr Green said "Make-up," Mr Carter repeated "Yes, my beloved is good with such. So again, easy breezy," Mr Green said. "Give me time to think about it, " Mr Carter said and the gathering was dismissed.

He was like God’s perfect creation. She had not seen him since yesterday night, when he came back, her heart tightened again. “Daddy!” Angel had been happy to have seen Henry, “Daddy, Mommy said I should use the name Angel Xander, but I think Little Angel sounds just fine. I like that name.” Angel said while she gave him puppy eyes. “Angel, the word comes from Greek, Angelos. It means messenger of God, an agent acting as a messenger and envoys between Heaven and Earth by God’s will.” Henry smiled and explained, “Angel is a nice name.”

"Angel is a name. And that name belongs to my Father's most loyal, and most deadly, operative. And they just received the final order to take care of all loose ends...." ​