Alastor X Angel Mga Nobela at Kwento

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

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.

"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.

‘I know,’ Xavier said and gave someone named Darrow some instructions via mind-link. Angel could feel that the Were was also an Alpha wolf but not of Wulfblood. He wondered then just how many alphas were there! He almost laughed out loud. Antonio Rufus had no idea what he had walked into for sure. ‘Will you tell me your name?’ Xavier asked, drawing him out of his musings. He let out a sigh and replied, ‘Call me Angel.’

“I thought of the book and movie series about Perseus and the Greek gods. Terry automatically thought of the stars. He started telling me about the stars that make up the constellation Perseus. And he loved to tell me about Algol, the demon star.” That’s my star. “He also told me that Virgo was also called the Angel Constellation. And that what my Demon needed was his angel.” That’s you, mate, I need you, my angel. Demon nuzzled Angel in their minds. “We were born under Virgo, August twenty-ninth. Born under the Angel. Made by the moon goddess, for my angel.” Wyatt pressed a kiss to her hair and took a deep breath of her scent. My Angel. Demon reiterated as he also breathed in his mate’s sce

He always overreacted. Sometimes, Cain doesn’t see him as an angel. Of course, he keeps it to himself. Angel supposed to be calm and full of self-control. But, Alesiter is one of a kind. He is so emotional when it comes to Cain. Maybe it’s because he owes his mother. But, Cain very much likes it if he stops overreacting at every little thing and just lets him takes care of himself. “I was caught harvesting a soul by Altarria.” He says. Aleister turn to stone and his face becomes pale.

“Was that what you were looking for, Angel?” XXX

Mark said. Angel stares at me for a moment before smiling. She seems to imprint my scent in her memories. “Finally, the Moon Goddess grants my plea.” She said. “But I didn’t expect her to resemble me in some angles.” Her tone didn’t mean to offend me but I feel little in her presence. “What do you mean, Love? I don’t see any resemblance.” The guy next to her asked. “Then you have an eye problem. By the way, this is my husband, Gabriel. The Alpha of Moon Crescent Pack.” Angel said.

"Then why are you trembling? Why can’t you look me in the eye without falling apart?" Sky’s chest heaved as she glared up at him, desperate to summon some semblance of defiance. But her silence spoke louder than any words could. Xavier’s smirk deepened, and he reached out, his fingers brushing against her neck, trailing down her skin with an intimacy that made her shiver. "Face it, Angel," he whispered, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction. "You can't hide it! You want me to fuck you right here! Right now! Your body, it's begging me to be fucked! Your pussy is wet just for me!"