When Angels Fall Aphmau Novels & Stories

he smirked at me. "The seven defeated angels expelled from heaven and kicked out. Powerful and highly ranked. Their mistake; they supported the one who wants to honor himself against his creator," he cleared, my first question without asking. "Created as powerful; The angels of peace became the angel of war. It expelled them with limited powers; they fell like a fireball on the newly developed planet called the earth," he took out his bracelet and dropped seven beads from it to show me how angels fell on the earth. "It was difficult for them to accept this punishment; they came with full flash power to destroy this planet; which was now one of the favorite things to the almighty," he added,

Slumping down on the ground, I try to rise, but chunks flow out of my lips, and my body quivers painfully. Just then, a whooshing sound resounds around me. Looking up, I find myself surrounded by two angels and several hellhounds. One of the angels steps forward, his face set in a sneer as he uses his boot to roughly push me onto my back. Crying out in pain, I tighten my lips and fully face the angels. Both angels have golden hair and eyes, as well as large feathered wings. Based on the color of their feathers, I can see that they’re seraphim. “Where’s Galena?” The seraphim scream out, enraged.

‘Angels are spiritual beings that can, to a certain degree, take on physical form at will. But when they descend to Earth as a Fallen Angel, they morph into a solid body, immortal yet dead, waiting for their final judgment to take place. They retain their abilities and powers; to use it for good or evil is their choice, but with the promise of Hell if they do so to hurt humans. Numerous reasons are present why an angel becomes a Fallen, but all of these led straight to their rules. Once broken, punishment is to be made. It is said that the greatest sin an angel can commit is to love something or someone more than God.’

Those wings looked scary, at least in Reiji's eyes, not that he would voice it out loud. "Fallen Angels are Angels that have fallen from the grace of God due to having "impure thoughts" that divert them from the teachings of the God in the Bible. The leaders of Grigori were tempted by human women and had fallen after having sex with them. And despite being cast out of Heaven, Fallen Angels can still use the power of light." - Akeno explained seriously to the men, they just paid attention. They were shocked, they didn't know about that except for Reiji because of family circumstances.

Flying hadn’t exactly been kind to her unsuspecting nerves, and Layon’s accident had left them entirely frayed. “Well, we’ll be there by dawn,” Layon stated, his voice suddenly turning cold as though he had picked up on her own desire to distance herself from him. “Once we touch down, we can get on with finding Reebah and then get home and forget all about all of this.” Layon’s words stung Angel more than she cared to admit. “Yeah right,” she responded quietly, sure that his keen ears would have heard the hurt in her tone. Yet he continued,

Damon’s POV I had no idea this was even possible, I don’t know how I didn’t figure it out sooner. Angel is floating, literally floating off the ground a few inches, she’s glowing a golden yellow. There is an aura around her that everyone can physically see. It’s a moment in history that everyone will talk about for years to come.

“She was a bit shaken. It seems she saw everything that Apolliana did but was unable to take the reigns. Lana says that she has also been gaining memories of her time in heaven.” “If she remembers, then Apolliana is most assuredly devenir plus fort,” Growing stronger. Michael states. “Did she say anything else?” I shake my head, “She talks about her angel as if it was a separate entity and says that Apolliana is very angry at both of us.” He swallows deeply and nods. “That is expected.” Fallon moves forward and stops beside Michael. “Would you care to explain to me why the bloody apocalypse almost began last night?”

Now the stampede that had gone where trumping back. Feral felt his spine run cold at the sight of hundreds of angels, four-winged, five-winged spread forth their wings within the sky as they speedily besieged them. His knees buckled slightly as the horror approached but he was a step faster and directly slammed the door closed. They had to escape. NOW!

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.