Who Is God Favorite Angel Novels & Stories

It seems to always end up the same way– leaving me empty and craving things I don't want… if that makes any sense. Heaven knows that forget being the last thing on my mind, falling for a man that oozes damning sensuality like a pheromone– the kind that seems to know how to call the risqué in me out to the surface without effort– is not there at all. If my previous relationship taught me anything, it’s that I am not designed for love. I can't seem to tell the wolves apart from the sheep, letting my stupid emotions push me into making terrible life choices, a case in point being what happened with Emiliano. The animal practically dumped me in a forced prostitution ring posing as an exclusive s

In the olden days, There was a girl who was extremely known for being “unlucky”. She’s a very beautiful young girl who has experienced lots of misfortunes in her life. At that time, God sent a powerful and trustworthy Archangel down to the earth. He’s called the “Angel of God” also known as “Help from God” who lived in a disguise on earth. It is a name that he only uses as a disguise on this land. God entrusted him to protect the people of the land and the souls of the dead in the hands of evil. He was the guardian of the souls in the land of the dead and the land of the living.

Sometimes she is messing with the students but I didn’t care. “Hailey.” I called her using a low voice so no one would think I’ve gone crazy for talking by myself. She stopped playing on her toes and face me taking her feet down to the floor. “Yes?” “Angelo is a demon?” She gave me a shrug. “And how can you still be here? My Birthday is done.” “Angelo asked me to watch over you,” she said. “Why would he do that?” I lean my back on the chair acting as normal as possible so no one would think I’m crazy.

Then, a few days ago the naiad woman sent the sword through her subordinates. Everything is very coincidental. The winged back of one of the gods on Cia's left side was the woman's target. He moved the sword, rotated it in one direction, and directly slashed at the gray left wing. The owner of the wing shrieked and released his stranglehold on one of the werewolves. Cia chuckled softly, her feet stepped and stopped right in front of the angel. "You support Ares?" he asked. The angel named Mikaila glared at Cia, she hated the woman in front of her. Because Cia always manages to win the hearts of many men, even though in heaven she is also one of the most beautiful. "You will die!"

But I know an angel who is the complete opposite of that. Her name is Angel Salt. She's not popular in the way that everyone loves her. She's popular in the way that everyone knows her. Everyone knows to stay on her good side. Because hurting people is one of the things she loves to do most. And she does it with a smile on her face. Every single time. No one questions her. No one confronts her. No one even looks at her wrong. Because her mother is the Alpha witch. My dad's personal witch. The most powerful witch in our pack. Maybe in any pack.

***** I want the baby to grow and be good, even as a vampire, so I need to find him a good family, I fly around the city of England in my invisible form looking for a perfect family that desires a child, but it is harder than it looks, I just need a middle-class family not too rich and not to poor, I saw a church, where is best to look for a perfect family, I fly inside, I bask in its holiness, I love the holy ground, the church was empty, as I move around looking as the design of on the window, humans are really talented, I have not yet been assign to turn into a human, all Angels have to pass two tests before you because a higher rank angel, one, you have to be a guardian angel of a human

A – She shivered under him, the smirk on his face made him look more devilishly handsome, she tried to intimate him, and she placed her hands around his neck, whispered: “You look no less, incredibly handsome and smoking Hot” Shivay was bowled out by her boldness; she is indeed a beautiful witch in the form of Angel, he chuckled and griped his hold on her, now her shyness was back. Suddenly colourful fireworks burst in the sky, adding glory to the night sky, many hearts appeared in the sky and the words “WILL YOU MAKE ME YOUR BOYFRIEND” Appeared in the sky, making her stunned, tears formed in her eyes, she was so happy, she felt bliss, she turned to look at him, but the sight left her more s

Uriel smiled indulgently and both followed the events . I landed in front of the tower and saw Jibril, who recognized me immediately. "Uriel ... I'm excited," the blue-haired beauty confessed. I was silent for a moment, but then held out my hand, which she gratefully accepted. We entered the tower together. The marble was light and blameless. Despite our bare feet, we felt a warmth from this going out. Here our Lord lived, here we were welcome. The path led into a large hall that was soaked with light. Flower tendrils wound around the white pillars and bore their most beautiful blossoms. This place gave my soul support and let me sink into the glow of light. My gaze went to the others who al

Princess Melody asked me. “I-I don’t know, Auntie. I don’t even remember inviting her or her nerdy best friend here.” She nodded, “I’m sure someone helped her.” “You’re right, Auntie. I need to find who the hell that person is.” “Up until now, I don’t understand why you have to lie to Lucifer like that.” Prince Rico suddenly spoke, “We all know that Angela is the only one that Lucifer loves. Why do we have to do this to them when they truly love each other?”

“But it might actually save us some trouble, Amor Meus.” His smile sharpened. “Save us the tiredness and the inevitable catastrophe even if that souns great.” He glanced briefly toward the pale stranger. “Convenient, really. Having the God of End show up right in the middle of things.” Allistair exhaled slowly. “…For sure,” he murmured. Then his gaze flicked toward Lucifer lovingly not really minding other things. “Mi alfa.” Because the God of End had just found something that caught his interest. And that something—Was Archangel Michael.