Romans & histoires My Angel System

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

I curl into myself, my body shaking with silent sobs as the night stretches endlessly before me. . . >>> ~Allister~ Angel and his team are set. I have them kit Bella Harnarn with a tracking device, in case she decides to act crazy. Angel is wearing one too, in addition to smart glasses that transmit directly to our server. We got the necessary details of the meeting from Bella Harnarn’s phone and set some of our men undercover around the meeting point. Pulling the car door open, Angel settles inside while I’m left with Bella outside the car.

He confessed that he had reported my account previously to prevent the video from being posted, insisting that only he should see it. Later, he transformed his account, with ten million followers, into a chronicle of our everyday romantic life. After completing his studies and graduating, Jared formally proposed to me. ...... Jared's POV. I've been smitten since the moment I laid eyes on Yvette. If anyone asked me what an angel looked like, I would point straight to her.

We’ll inform you once everything has been finalized. — Angel

said Reya telling Angel who nodded. Angel smiled at the two people in front of her who she knew was still confused. "I'm Angel!" she said briefly because she was confused about how to introduce herself. "I hope you accept my presence in this house, I promise I will not trouble you, cause trouble too I promise to be a good child." she firmly assured the three of them with a pleading look. Aluna and Kevan tried to smile even though in their minds each raised a lot of questions. "I'm Kevan, and this is my wife, Aluna. You can call us whatever you want, the most important thing is you feel comfortable," explained Kevan.

After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full affection of the supreme one. Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was made up of golden chairs and another part was where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them as one of us, this faction was formed when brother Luci was banished. And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme one knows what he plans to do with it.

His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.

- I say “We’re here” - she squeezes my hand. We pay the van driver and we walk to the door. “Hi, Angel” - I say placing a soft kiss on the cheek of the bouncer. “Hey Beth, just the two of you today?” - he asks “Stacey is calling her brother, he’s meeting us here” - I say “Haven’t seen him yet” - he tells me and I smile. “Hi, Angel” - Stace says giving Angel a little hug.

When ever Maree talking about it, he had a smirk on his face that obviously said “ I told you so” Now on a normal day Angel was a beauty to behold. She had the body shape of a Coca-Cola bottle. When ever she walked her hips swayed to an unheard song, she walked in calculated steps , a born stepper. Her hair was the color of dark chocolates which somewhat made it hard for one to know if she had a black hair or she was a brunette. Her eyes which was coffee brown, danced with a glint of coolness but wary. Due to the way she was brought up, she grew up some what paranoid. She had a nose that could make girls want a nose surgery as her pouty lips made her have a bitch face when she was pissed

I whisper back. A man materializes next to me. No, not a man, an angel. His white wings folded neatly behind his back. He looks bored and annoyed that he is here, like he had better things to be doing. His eyes focus on me and says, “My name’s Archangel Gabriel and I have a message for you. Your choices determine how your life turns out. Choose wisely. You already lost this version when you rejected your mate.”