Amor De Angel Novels & Stories

“You’ve always been my son.” In truth, she hadn’t been close to him. For years, she’d seen him as the product of something terrible, something that broke her. But now… now she saw him differently. She lifted him onto her lap. “You’re the one who doesn’t call me Mommy. Or even Mama,” she teased lightly. Devon looked up at her. “Do you know what Amor means?” “Huh?” “It means Love in Spanish.” “What?” she asked, eyes widening.

“I show up with my chaotic goblin energy, insult his mama, ruin brunches, slap him like we’re in a telenovela, and this man is still looking at me like I’m the human version of a warm brownie.” “Perhaps he appreciates authenticity more than perfection,” the angel suggested. “Yeah, well, he can appreciate it from a distance,” Deja grumbled, plopping back onto the bed. “This was supposed to be a quick little con, not a slow descent into emotionally compromised romance. I was supposed to collect the check, cause a little drama, maybe ruin Dominique’s collagen schedule—and dip! Instead, I’m catching feelings like they’re airborne.” The angel’s glow dimmed slightly as its expression turned seriou

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

Good thing that lady was stupid, unnoticing the difference. Back at the field, Amorivia sat once again, brows knitted together as she thinks hard about what the Angel had just told her. One thing she hates is how he never answers clearly. He would always laugh freely or in a psychotic way. He gives a grin or a smirk that is purely wicked and terrifying. How could she trust anything he says? Plus she's still worked up about finding out why he wants to be close to her all of a sudden.

“Oh. Hey, Tomas.” Tomas straightened, his face flickering with something I couldn’t quite name—shock, maybe. Angel gave him a faint smile and rubbed his eyes. “Good morning.” The silence that followed was awkward enough to choke on. So I cut through it, deliberately. “Good morning, my love.” Angel froze. The tips of his ears flushed pink, and he glanced at me like I’d set fire to the room. “Uh… morning. Is there coffee?” That blush tugged at something deep in my chest. Something that almost made me forget Adriana’s disappearance, Tomas’s presence, the storm gathering outside our fragile cocoon.

Instead of listening to the teacher, Lily was staring at them as she conversed with her demon and angel. Lily: I should just ignore Loral and be true to my feelings. Angel: True to what feelings?... Lust? The fact that you like both of them clearly means you don't really have true feelings for either. You should just focus on your studies and ignore everything else. Demon: Ignore both Loral and that dumbass Angel. It's very normal to love two guys at the same time. Be with both of them at the same time. They're clearly head over heels for you, do them both!

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

When it was just the two of them, he leaned close to her face and said, “Never again. Never do that again! You are mine. Do you understand me?!” Nadia nodded transfixed by the show of emotions in his eyes. It was like the flashes of lightning in the grey depth. “I was...” “I don’t give a FUCK about the motive, Nadie!!” “I’m sorry,” she whispered. Angel took a deep breath, trying to calm his beast and failing. Nadia stepped closer to him and slowly stretched up to reach his lips and it was easy since he was leaning into her. She slowly pressed a kiss to the corner of his mouth, holding his gaze. Angel shut his eyes as she pressed her open palm on his bare chest.

“No. In fact, you are my intention. So sad you never died. It's heartbreaking." "The devil never dies." He began to take a step forward. "Well, you've made your point. However..." She laughed flirtatiously. He came to a halt and focused his attention on her. "But, brother, that nun is an angel who will kill you in the future." He didn't respond to what Ramona said. He was aware that his senses were right, and he despised Ramona. "You are a demon, while she is an angel. Aw, cute couple. Both demon and angel will perish at my hands." She laughed.

“H-Huh?” “It’s been five years already. Five years have passed, five years without communication, five years without seeing each other but we still ended up with each other. We have already encountered so many struggles, so many problems, we broke up, make up, there were so many times that I made you cry, I hurt you. I can’t promise to be perfect and that I wouldn’t be able to hurt your feelings anymore. But all that I can promise is that I will love you for the rest of my life, and I will never ever leave you again.” He said as he knelt down on the ground. “Angela, you’re the only one that I want to spend the rest of my life with, you are the only one that I want to have beside me when shit