Angelic Lady Novels & Stories

I grinned feeling dizzy because this couldn't be real so I played along. "Of course you still think I'm a fucking angel." He rolled his eyes. Huh? "Aren't you…?" "Hey, Lucian. Ooh, you've met my new friend." A familiar voice interrupted us from beside me. I turned to see Hottie standing next to me. Huh? Do they know each other? Is he also an angel? I wondered. "I've met her before." Angel replied, "On Saturday, at a club." He explained.

the smile on my face faded, instantly and my jaw ticked hearing an all too familiar name. Dylan also realized his mistake and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mason, I forgot." I just nodded and walked to my room. I don't want to remember her name. She was a real bit¤h! She was a cheater. A liar. A girl who didn't care for anyone but herself. She always thought of her benefit. And then there's this girl. Angel. I love this name for her. She was just like an angel, sent by God to brighten my day. My foul mood was replaced by a contented one. I felt my lips curl upwards.

Three hours earlier... "She's meant to pay in all ways possible for her father's sins Cassian. You and I know what that means." A blonde haired woman no older than her late twenties said. She calmly looked at the man in front of her . Her red manicured fingernails kept clicking on her desk with a rhythmic pattern, like she was counting down seconds. Cassian didn't raise his eyes from the kitten laying on his lap. "She'll be useful. You know that Bella."

Why did you have to spike my water behind my back? "You always say it was an accident, Maya. But your accidents outnumber the vultures in a wolf pack." Outside the area, sirens from the Enforcers rang out as security teams arrived to restore order. When Maya saw the officers storm in, her pupils constricted violently. She knew that once she was thrown into the pack prison, her facade of the angelic sister would never protect her again. Suddenly, she lunged at me like she had gone mad and clawed her fingers at my face.

***** 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

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

The plum curtain was still half drawn like last night. ‘No chance of sniper.’ But he didn’t stop analyzing everything. The woman’s smile only got wider at his answer, aware of what Tony was thinking. She loved prey that used half of their brain. She was theatrically like her father—both loved seeing people squirm. Then Tony murmured her name like a curse. “Beth.” She was about to reply when suddenly— The suite door clicked open quietly. Scent of coffee filled the air. Angel strolled in wearing Tony’s big black shirt over his own faded blue jeans and white rubber shoes.

The Angel is here with the lady, she thought. As she was about to stand, a harsh wind blew her way, a voice she heard that got her hands sweaty. The Angel's voice telling her to calm down but how could she? His presence and his voice had already sent chills down her spine. Her hands are terribly shaking with his ice cold presence. "Saiva!" That voice! She raised her head and sees the lady running to her side. "Are you alright? What is wrong?" The worry that is painted in the lady's face somehow flushed the tightness in her chest and she smiled.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.