Who Is Angel Of Death Novels & Stories

Daniel, my son, I remember that night like it was yesterday. We were fleeing from the entity that Belzebub warned me about - Azrael, the Angel of Death. When he appeared, I shielded your eyes, pleading with you not to look, as he demanded I hand you over. Deli, our former babysitter, tried to help, but Azrael's power was too great. In a desperate attempt to protect you, I blocked his gaze, but he revealed his dark angelic face, letting out a piercing scream that almost threw you and Deli off the bridge.

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

“You know what I hate the most? Humans with foul mouths.” Human? Did he just call me a human? What the hell was happening? How the fuck did I wake up in the middle of the streets? Without any injury. Vehicles were passing through me like… like I was invisible. Then there's this guy. He just suddenly appeared out of nowhere and introduced himself as a death angel. My fucking death angel. I don’t even know what a death angel is! “A death angel. Angels who are assigned to collect souls and bring them to after life. And what is after life? It's either heaven or hell,” he answered me.

I expected it from the others, but him? “I’m known as the Angel of Death. Gunner is a sick twisted person who likes to torture people slowly, for hours, hell, even days. People fear him. Me? I am calm, but as I said, I am known as the Angel of Death. A few are unlucky enough to meet a side of me that slips free. They push, and I break, and I show no mercy. I give up on questions. I give up on everything and just keep hitting and hitting until I can’t anymore. They know, if that happens, they are dead regardless.”

However, Stefano doubted that Alpha could keep his calm if he answered every question. “If you’re powerful enough to resurrect someone, sure, you are powerful enough to kill the Angel of Death,” Cohen continued. Cohen didn’t like it at all. He didn’t like knowing that Mira’s risk was at stake again. He thought after the war with Damien; things would be better. Cohen was wrong. Mira’s issue with Damien was just the tip of an iceberg. “There is no blade in this world that could kill the Angel of Death. The only thing that could kill him is his own scythe, but the power it has—only two people could wield it. Mira is one of the two people.” Stefano explained.

While the fourth Angel wore a green armor manifesting the beauty of surrounding and he is Archangel Jophiel the responsible for uplifting see things from a variety of points of view. The fifth Angel releases a dove and it disappeared somewhere. So I recognize him. He is Archangel Ariel the patron saint of animals and the environment. He is also the ‘lion of God’ who protects the earth, its natural resources, ecosystems, and all wildlife. It is believed that he oversees the alignment of the sun and moon and the stars. The sixth Angel got sparkling gray curly hair and I felt a little grief with my emotion as I glance up. He is Archangel Azrael the angel of death. He helps in the transition of

"Right, well, forgive me if I don't trust him to handle an angel-killing situation with grace." Michael closed his eyes, looked up, and sighed. "Four confirmed deaths on angels. Normally I would assume it was the work of someone other than humans. Humans aren't particularly strong so I don't consider them a threat, most of the time. Unfortunately, though, this particular human group's leader was caught in the act." "The unknown did that? That doesn't make any sense." 'It knows which contracts to take and avoid, but then does something that would make enemies of the angels?' Death was pacing now trying to figure out what was happening.

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

Annoying him was equivalent to their own deaths. As angels of death, they were all immortals but he could eliminate them with just the tap of his finger and he never seemed to hesitate to do so when it was needed. Their heads were all bowed as no one dared to look into the eyes of the King of Death. "Lord Adonis. We do wonder what the cause of your visit to the world is" his second in command spoke, trying hard to ensure that his voice was not too soft and yet not too harsh. "There is someone I must take myself. A little angel who I have to take away myself" he breathed out, his lips barely opening as his deep voice coursed out his words.

"Don't take my life just yet. I've been praying to God, He will surely grant my wish, so please wait a moment. Hum? Please!" This is unnatural, humans shouldn't be able to see or hear our voices. It's against fate. But, what do I care? I just have to finish my mission as fast as possible and get back to my job. "Hey human, since you can see and hear me, then fine. I will introduce myself properly. I am the Angel Sue, as you said just now, I am indeed the Angel of Death, however, I'm not here to take your life, I'm here to replace Cupid who is in charge of finding love for you. So, just tell me what kind of man do you want!"