روايات وقصص ضمن Zachariah Archangel

Angel said after several moments of silence. "Maybe he can get in touch with the rest of the New York Coven. One of them may be able to help." Of course! Why didn't I think of that? Tyson snapped at himself even as he whipped around and told Angel, "Barach mentioned once that her sister is a member of the New York Coven's high council. She'll likely know best what to do." Angel nodded, clearly soaking in the information. Then she promised, "I'll do all I can."

My dad didn’t know much about it. I could hardly look at the angels because they were so bright. I was surprised though by what I saw. Rephael and Gabreil were women. I had assumed all the archangels were men. Ezekiel pulled me down, as I had not noticed we were at the throne now. All the angels stared at us with caution as we bowed.

” Noticing that I haven’t even made an attempt to speak or even move -since I was practically unable to even breathe anymore- she only continued, “Ookaaay, first things first,” “In case you were wondering, the reason why Azrael isn’t a fallen is that he’s...Well let’s just say he’s not your “regular” Archangel like the others, since he’s one of The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and all that shit... And since his grace is practically bound to my soul...Uh...let’s just say that as long as I’m alive, he’s...He will still be his...usual self...” Even though that last sentence left me feeling somewhat confused -mostly by the way she so evasively explained it- I however chose to mainly focus on

The voice echoes in the space between them. He bows. "Yes, Lord." “You have an assignment”. Nathanael attempts to hide the smile in his bow, but it’s obviously written across his face. A female Virtue with hair pink as the sunset brings him a scroll. Taking it in his hands, he slowly unrolls it to read his next assignment: Notice of Reassignment Archangel: Nathanael Assignment: Guardian to Human Report immediately to Coordinates: 42.3064’N, 78.0164’W

He looked completely at peace. "You broke the proxy, Zara," the Archangel said softly, looking directly into the camera. "You protected your wealth, and you protected your womb. I commend you." He leaned forward, the shadows catching the sharp angles of his face. "But the legal war was only a test to see if you were worthy of the real one. I am done hiding behind lawyers and Trojan billionaires." The Archangel picked up a heavy, gold embossed envelope from his desk and held it up to the lens.

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

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

Isla went to the palace. Arin took the arrow and started looking at it. Who can attack them.If the owner of this arrow is something other than a human, then he should know Arin that Arin is an angel.And no one can be higher than an angel. Arin was very angry. He changed from his human form to his true form, the Angle form. And he shouted, "Who has the courage to shoot arrows at me come forward?"

And in that moment, I understood something clearly, Angel wasn’t just a responsibility to him. She was his greatest wound.

Of course today was a double ceremony, a double celebration for I would be crowded queen. The archimoon (archbishop in human terms) came forward and Elijah stepped back giving up space for the crowning. A servant came forward and his hands was a pillow that held a scepter, orb and a golden crown although smaller than that of Elijah's. The throne room was silent as the archimoon spoke. "Will you solemnly promise and swear to govern and protect the Peoples of the Lycan race which includes the United Kingdom and Northern Ireland, Canada, Australia, Africa and of your Possessions and the other Territories and packs to any of them belonging or pertaining, according to the law?" He asked.