Air-strip Angel 소설 & 이야기

With the woman's attention on him, she barely batted an eyelid in Angel's direction, leaving them in the clear to wander right out of the airport. "Could you be any more cringe?" Angel asked almost as soon as they had made it through security and were headed through the airport in the direction of the main doors. Though the airport itself was cooled by aircon, Angel's overly sensitive shifter skin could already sense the warm, humid air outside, and she realized that was just another thing she was going to have to put up with thanks to Layon. "I'm not sure what you mean," Layon shrugged, though the amused smirk on his face said differently.

He wants her to pet him again. He turns his head, staring at her profile as she drives. The sunlight catches the stray hairs escaping her ponytail. Beautiful. Dangerous. Mine. --- [Rea's POV] We finally reach the drop-off point—a shattered plaza near the city limits. The Angelic Squad is waiting. The leader, Raphael Sterling, stands amidst the ruins like a statue carved from ice. His white military uniform is spotless, free of even a speck of dust, a stark contrast to the blood and grime of the city. Six pristine white wings are folded neatly behind his back.

I ask, my sister smirks at me “Angel is not downstairs, she is working at the hospital this morning so she can be at the party tonight” I look at her “I didn’t ask about Angel” I try to say but she just rolls her eyes at me. Angel is Uncle Atlas and Aunt Kalsea’s daughter, also my best friend and Beta’s twin sister. Even as a kid she was the only one I could be around all day without getting pissed off at. She is beautiful, her red curly hair is down her back.

This Angel was sizing her up and down and one of his wings caressed her arm feeling the feathery embrace and feeling scared all at once. “Jasmine Lanea Peters, age twenty seven. Born from the mother of Janea Latrice Peters and father unknown. Last prayer was for her mother before she passed several years ago. You feel alone and helpless. You need this to be your saving grace. It is no wonder you are so determined.” Jasmine’s mouth went dry and she wanted to remove her hand, but instead, it started to glow which caused the Angel to look worried then. “What are you doing?”

Gabbe stopped pacing and tossed her wing to point at the two angels sitting next to each other across the fire from Roland. Arrianes slender iridescent wings were still for once, rising high above her shoulder blades. Their shimmer looked almost phosphorescent in the colorless night, but everything else about Arriane, from her short black bob to her pale, drawn lips, looked harrowingly somber and sedate.

he said again before saying the name of our new angel. “Her name would be ANNIKA XYLE RIVERA XIN CASTRO our new angel” End

He moved so fast, Michael couldn’t see him for a few seconds, but then the lizard was on the window ledge, standing on one of the angels. “I bet you catch flies really good,” Michael said. “Only when there’s nothing else available. Do you know where flies spend their time?” Ripples went up and down the lizard’s back. “I’m Michael. I’m six. What’s your name?” “Stewart. And if you’re looking for Angel, she’s not here. You might want to try the beach. Give her a good shout. With the wind, not into it, if you don’t mind. She should be able to hear you.”

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?"

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

he tells me, as he unfurls his wings from his back. I nod my head as I let mine out before he grabs my hand and we take off into sky. We quickly fly away from the cottage, going higher and higher before Levi's darkness begins to leave him and circle around us to keep us hidden within the night as we travel. We fly for hours before finally reaching a small island with a large old style yet perfectly in shape, temple. "Welcome to Aphrodite's temple, little minx." he tells me, we touch down on the sand.