Novel & Cerita Who Is My Guardian Angel

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

I want them to feel the pain, hurt them just like they hurt the innocent. That is why I run this gang. And the second reason of me being that angry was Angela and that attack in the party she had gone to. It was them. Quinn Daggers. Those bloody bar*s! The nerve they had to attack my Angel. How dare they even think of hurting her?! And for once in my life, I have to thank him. Carl. My mortal enemy! For once he had done something worthy. He had saved my Angel that night. My Angel. My lifeline. My lo-

“He took me to Rose. I think she saw him too but I never asked her because when I turned around he was gone. In the time it took for him to say - she will take care of you - and for Rose to ask my name, he let go of my hand and he was gone. I looked for him all week like an idiot.” “After that he spoke to me as a Guardian. I am not sure what it was about that day. He guided me, made me read history. His, the Guardians, The Mages. It’s all in his library. The public Library.” “Well he is the founder, so you are not wrong. He died young. So he kept his good looks even in death. Lucky Bastard.” Legarde Smiled. “Yes, died protecting our city. And he still watches over us still. I am grateful to

Damien assumes that Ryan would eventually lose his ability like most human do when they age. Ryan kept telling her sister about him, even with the scrambled words, Ryan was able to tell Raya about a man with white wings like a chicken. Both Raya and Damien burst in laughter because of Ryan’s description, he was called a chicken but it made Raya smile so Damien is contented. Raya took Ryan’s coloring book and drew a figure of an angel, “is this what you’ve seen?” Raya smiled when Ryan nodded. “That,” she pointed the drawing, “is your guardian angel. That person would always guide and protect you.” Raya explained to her little brother. Her mother would always tell her the same thing, that all

“I promise, now tell me.” “My name is Michael, and I really am the principal of Prophet’s Point Elementary School. But I also have another job. I was sent here six years ago by the company I work for, Brethren Security and Investigations. There was intelligence gathered alluding to some kind of disturbance here, but nothing specific about who it involved. I’ve been on alert ever since. I am one of the Protectors of the Good. I am an angel, an immortal.”

I couldn’t bear seeing my dad ashamed for having a useless daughter, a stained one. “Stop worrying, nothing like that happened” a girly voice sounded in my head. “Who are you? Where are you? Why can't I see you?” I blurted out questions without thinking too much. “First of all Happy Birthday! I have been trying for a while now to make you hear me. I am glad you can right now. To answer your other questions well I am inside your head and let’s say I am your guardian angel.” The voice said, teasing me a little.

He held my hand, trying to help me cross a basically empty and road with no incoming vehicles on either sides. While it was sweet and all, I didn't want to feel like a damsel in distress. I know the reason why he protects me so closely is because he blames himself for dragging me out into all of this mess. That's why he feels responsible for my safety. And to be honest, he makes me feel safe. He's like my guardian angel. Always there to protect me. He didn't really start that way. When I first met him, he was just a sad, grumpy, emotionless outcast roaming the forests. But overtime, he has grown into a more empathetic werewolf, and I love him for that.

There were an Angel Arin was just listened them and said I wanted to go on the earth. The God saw this and said to the Arin that okay you can go there.But one condition. Never tell anyone that you're an angel and never use your power to to save any human life cause if you do that you will be punished with die. Arin accepted this and goes out to the earth. On This time in the earth the the king Henry was rules the whole Britain. He was the most powerful king in this time. He had a beautiful daughter which name was isla. Everybody in the kingdom called her the Goddess of beauty.

"I want him to be able to live a normal, happy life. He has been through enough." "Probably because his guardian angel was not doing a particularly good job. He wasn't on duty and right now, only his guardian angel can give him a second chance." "Who's his guardian angel?" I inquired. "Kai." He responded bluntly. "Every golden guardian is assigned to watch over a human until his time on Earth is up and we are given another. Kai was subjected to punishment for a century before being given the opportunity to continue it as a human, and he was assigned a slew of humans at the same time. Those humans did not have the opportunity to experience what other humans do with a guardian, and they were n

“Deedee didn’t pop up into your lives halfway through. She’s been there all along. If you’ve fallen for Freyja, why don’t you take her into account too? “Freyja is worried that you will be annoyed and is willing to let her father take care of Deedee. She took a step back there, but her mother is the reason Deedee now has psychological trauma. “If she abandons her now, from a personal point of view, Deedee isn’t her daughter, so she has no obligations to take care of her. However, officially, she’s a guardian. She has the duty to take care of Deedee until she comes of age, even if she’s not her child.