Alice Angel Art Novels & Stories

And why had I been chosen to attend this mysterious academy? My questions were soon answered as a woman in white approached me, her bright green eyes shining with an otherworldly glow. "Welcome to Madland, where your destiny awaits. Please, give me your name and allow me to show you the dorms.” “Ammm… my name is… Alice.” “Alice what?” “Alice Abbott.” “Alright. Follow me please.” I followed the woman, still feeling a bit uneasy about everything. She led me to the dorms and showed me to my room, which was cozy and decorated in shades of green and white. I was relieved to have a place to rest and collect my thoughts.

After I complete my mission with Julia in Paris, Angel Alba asked me who I wanted to be the guardian angel next, I called Liam peters, I know what you think, that's not Vegas name, but if I told her I wanted to guard Vegas, she was going to do a background check on him and find not only is he not human, his a vampire worst he has the Dracula bloodline in him, that would have caused more trouble than necessary, but I didn't lie, I came to guard Liam peter but only because his scent was close to Vegas, when I left Vegas with his adopted parent, I spray a little Gold dust on him, so I can tell wherever he is when I come back to earth and I can also dictate the kind of energy around him, that ho

An intricate crown wraps around the moon and the deep royal blue and silver color stands out beautifully on her golden skin. I tear my eyes from her mark and look at my own. It is nothing at all what I thought it would be. Instead of a wolf, there is an angel with her wings and arms thrown wide, her hair is fanned out like the wind is blowing. Silvery blue flames swirl around a flowing dress with a silver crescent moon behind her. Gold wolf eyes stare out from the half circle of the moon, and the angel herself is navy blue with light blue wings, much like Divina's own.

Gabriel’s friend made me feel confident about my body since she knew how to flaunt my best angles. After the photo session, I put the robe back, and Francesca showed Gabriel the shots while she explained some of her ideas for the painting. I waltzed towards him and slipped a glance at the photo myself, and I simply just stood there and admired her art. I was beautiful in all those pictures. The images were sensual but aloof, as if someone would go yearning for the woman but wouldn’t be able to touch her. An angel. It was the theme, after all.

And Kline’s lavender scent, incredibly, calmed her mind even in the midst of fear. Lalisa tossed and turned several times, trying to force herself to sleep, but images of the past flooded her mind. Images of pain, despair, and death creeping closer, before the tall figures of the three Alphas appeared like guardian angels. They had fought, protected, and led her out of that nightmare. A single tear escaped from the corner of her eye. Lalisa slowly wiped it away. She knew her life was a debt she owed them. And whatever they wanted in return, she was ready to give… even if it was her own freedom.

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

What was left was quiet. And oh God, intense. “Misha…” I whispered, suddenly shy, arms instinctively moving to cover myself. But he reached out, gently catching my wrists before I could. “Don’t,” he said softly. His eyes roamed my body like I was something sacred this time. “You’re…” “What?” I whispered, suddenly breathless for an entirely different reason. “You’re art,” he murmured. “You’re a thousand brushstrokes of chaos and softness and fire. And I swear to God, Angel, if I believed in anything, it’d be you.”

“I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.” As soon as he said those words, he vanished. His entire presence simply disappeared before me. I clenched my fists tightly. Then, out of nowhere, my attention snapped toward the window. Luna Ravina had appeared. “Angelicca... Looks like they have to send you off sooner than expected... But I will add something to the punishment... Thank goodness I wasn't late for this..." I didn’t hesitate. I rushed toward her with full force but just as I was about to reach her, a sudden burst of black light exploded from the cr

"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.

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"