Allison Angel Novels & Stories

Erica answered and I laughed seeing them this desperate. "Oh my gosh.. that's Jean Samuel and Alissa Cesborn" Nereina said and yes they were one of the Victoria Secret's angel before us. They have already retired, I mean they already have kids now but they still look stunning as ever. "They're coming this way" "Hello" Alissa greeted us first. "You're the new Angels right?" She asked. "I'm Nereina and we're like your biggest fans and our role models" Nereina said looking at them both and Jean chuckled.

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.

The warm aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, and for a moment, I allowed myself to relax. But then I heard something. A voice. A very familiar voice. At first, I thought I was imagining things. Maybe it was the TV, maybe it was someone outside. But then Jason stiffened in his seat, his fork frozen in midair. "Is that Angel’s voice?" he asked, his eyes suddenly sharp as he turned to face the television. I turned too— and my stomach dropped. There she was. Angel Vina Taylor, sitting in a sleek, modern studio, being interviewed on national television. Her hair was styled to perfection, her makeup flawless, and she wore a confident smile that made my blood boil.

She is their leader, the boss, so to speak. “Pleasure to meet you all. Some of you know me as Ally. I am the leader of this fine group of women. My name is Alessa Valentino-Petrov. Also known as Ghost. We have eyes on Foxy and can confirm she does. In fact, have our little princess with her, as well as the rest of the men who kidnapped and raped Angel.” She says as she stands tall, looking at each man here. Her icy gaze lands on me and I shiver.

“Read this here. You can’t take it with you.” My lips went dry as I accepted the file from him. When I opened the folder, the first image that I saw was the woman in the picture, a blonde woman in her twenties. And the other picture was Francesco Giordani. “Allison Soul was an entertainer in a club in Ireland. She was Allison Murphy. She fell in love with the bad boy charm of a young mafia boss, Cillian MacLynch, but MacLynch was very much in love with his wife, Doreen Moore, to Italian mother and Irish father. Dante Costa just came out of the blue and was smitten by Allison.”

What the hell was she thinking? Luca looked into my feisty little angel and found out she was working at a strip club owned by Bane, one of our well-known dealers. I had asked my PI to follow Summer after that, and the very next day, received text messages with pictures of my angel dancing half-naked in some club. It was a punch in the gut, a blow I never saw coming. She was too sweet and innocent to be shaking her ass in front of strangers.

His steel bluish orbs zeroed on the figure who was crouching on the semi plastered rough floor, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her one knee touching the floor and the other just few centimetres above. His Angel!!! ***

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

Can you imagine your absence at the biggest langerie event in Paris? — You said I wasn't the center of attention. — I'm wrong, girl! You know it is! — Louis finished removing the makeup and punched me in the shoulder. — Angel Backer is on the cover of all magazines, a typical beauty of South America, a daring Brazilian! The one that is never late and does not fail in commitment! The one that joined Gucci and abandoned it just to help Diamond grow, even if she had to live in this end of the world that is the city of Boston!

How lovely it would be to own this bodyguard as her dirty little secret that will serve her whenever she needs it? Mandela was fine, but when they had sex, it was as if he was thinking of someone else… presumably, his dead wife, and that put a whole dullness to it. She needed someone young and vibrant… Sebastian Damon. Isabella would make sure that the young man only thought of her when he was done with his contract, and he would worship the ground she walked on. Isabella was an expert in seducing and breaking men, and Sebastian would be a challenge, but she would eventually break him and make him fall madly in love and lust for her.