Novel & Cerita Air-strip Angel

Am I in heaven? "I am glad you have wake up. Hope you have a good sleep" I heard the voice of a lady who just entered the room. I looked at her. She was wearing a white skirt and top. she had pale brown skin and her lips were colored with a maroon shade of lipstick. She has amazing chocolatey brown silk hair wrapped in a high ponytail. "Who are you?" I asked anxiously "I am Amy - the mentor and princess of Angelina" Casie: Angelina? What is it?

- Leo replied, looking at her coldly. - One of them was in my dream at night.- Esther burst out suddenly, clutching to it like a last hope to convince him.- One of the 'Scarlet Angels'.- she explained more precisely, seeing his questioning gaze.- It was a male angel, he reminded me to make sure that 'Mad Dog' will be severely punished.- she added. Leo looked at her as if she had spoken to him in a foreign language. For a long moment he just stared at her in disbelief, not knowing what to say. Finally, Leo lowered his head, running a hand over his face, and took a deep breath.

At that moment, Angelina opened her mouth to reject him but what flew out of her words shocked her to the deepest core. "Yes, I want" Sh!t, What had she done?. She didn’t know if she’d just made the biggest mistake of her life.she was a waitress and a damned stripper, she got to witness guys firsthand, and she didn’t like what she saw, which was why she never gave in to any guy. There was something different about Sylvester. She had no idea what it was. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he asked. To help her feel it, he pressed his rock hard c*ck against her, and she whimpered.

previously, it would take me at least three days for the sting to stop but now it doesn't hurt and it's only been a few hours. I twist the key and open the door, Angel stands on the other end, her "just fucked" hair still unfixed, she's dressed in a skimpy white strapless dress, it falls above her knees, with a slit running up to her thigh. “What do you want?” She grins, batting her eyelashes at me in an obscure manner. “Hmm, no invite?” What? Her hand nudges the door wider, as she makes her way inside my room. Her eyes survey the room, she tsks. “Little baby had a tantrum in here.”

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

My eyes scanned everyone until I found who I was looking for. ‘Fuck…’ my brother said when he also saw her. Angel was wearing a black and gold sundress that cinched around her chest, laid flat against her toned stomach, and flared out at her hips. It ended a couple of inches above her knees. The gladiator heels that had ribbons that wound up her calves made her legs look like they went on for fucking days. As if sensing our gaze, she turned her head and smiled brightly at us before making her way over.

she answered. "That is fine, by the way how did you accomplish such mission, the odds where clearly stalked against you?" Tomo was amazed. "You tend to underestimate me Tomo, I am Angelina the Glowing Angel and Jeager," I answered. "Your tales and legacies continue to surprise me, I would write a book about you believe it!" She said and we all laughed. After some hours I could move the arm freely. "Well this is a fast Improvement," Tomo said.

I hit send and shove the phone into my bag before I can overthink it. Blue grins beside me. "Good. Keep it short and cutting. Make him feel it." My phone vibrates almost immediately, and I take it out, biting my lower lip. My pulse races as I read the text. I can almost feel his anguish. AZREN: Angel, I'm sorry. I was terrified of losing you. I couldn't risk anything happening to you. Please don’t give me the cold shoulder. I’m running on fumes over here. I bite my lip, fighting the urge to soften. Instead, I type back coldly.

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"

She exercised almost every day and when she gave birth to our baby girl, she was comfortable with her body. Fast forward three years later and here we are. I was standing at the altar waiting for my bride. A lot has happened since Jackson was born. We found out that he was an angel like Ava, which was extremely rare considering that angels were only born every century. I looked over to my son as he sat with Katie and her kids. He had a bright smile on his face as he played with Katie's daughter. My attention focused at the end of the aisle when the song came on. My breath hitched in my throat when Ava came into view looking absolutely breathtaking. She was as beautiful as ever and my eyes se