Zachariah Archangel Novels & Stories

Yet, they aroused a feeling of a dark, untenable evil, death, and an infinitely boundless abyss of savagery. Once he was out of the pool of blood, the Bloody Red Humanoid Figure levorotated it's neck twice, before it spoke, "I've been in this hell of a place for so long, thanks to this blood offering I'm finally revived. Hump! you Lords Of The Skies, just you wait for me. I'm going to be the end of your race and the doom of your descendants." From the way it spoke and the emotion reflected in his voice and face, it was clear he had an intense hatred for the one's it called 'Lords of The sky'.

Mr Carter said and Ethan acknowledged Andrews's greetings with a nod. They all exited Olivia's apartment and locked it. They all sat in Andrews's car and headed for the company. The drive was made in silence as each one prayed for the safety of Olivia. "God, I recently got to know you. The preacher man said to me; Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full. This is the scripture he read to me. So, God, this is my first request, please keep Olivia safe and help us find her," Mr Carter prayed

Instead, visions assaulted her mind like flashes of lightning. At first, the images were hazy, indistinct. A happy family scene unfolded: a little girl giggling between her parents, their faces obscured. The warmth and joy radiating from the trio enveloped her, but she couldn't quite see their faces. Suddenly, the scene shifted. Flames engulfed a house, consuming everything in their path. A triumphant face materialized – Marcus Blackwood's. His eyes gleamed with malice, and her heart sank. Next, a grave appeared, bearing the name Jane Ruth. The little girl's cries echoed through the darkness as she clung to her father's long coat.

I took a deep breath and started. “Yes. It’s true. I am Zaria Morningstar. The granddaughter of Lucifer.” her eyes twinkled. She is very far from scared. “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” She hit me on the arm. It hurts. “Sorry? I am not supposed to tell anybody.” I slightly laugh that she’s mad because I didn’t tell her more than because I’m a demon. “This is mind-blowing! Top-of-the-line information!” she is almost jumping on my bed.

I asked while opened the door of my unit. [Then good! I'm glad to hear that! Tomorrow is Shaun's birthday, are you coming?] I went inside my unit and dropped my stuff on the sofa "Yeah! I'm going!" I answered, she said goodbye after that because that's all she called. I cleaned the unit first and cooked my food before taking a bath, when I finished taking a bath I threw myself on the bed and sighed heavily. I feel very tired today, I washed my face and sighed heavily. What did I do today?

"I wa-want to see h-him just even a glimpse o-of him." Pika inhaled and blew it out, sitting beside the soul he almost killed. He understand why this stupid soul want it so bad. Being an Archangel, he has a soft heart to stuffs like this. Someone trying their best just to see someone else. Even if it kills them. "You are pretty strong," he commented. "While we wait for your friends, why don't we chat quietly."

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."