An Angel Love Novels & Stories

The agreement is the marriage will be hold after Aurora graduate from the university or when she is twenty one years old . A month after Aurora's engagement banquet , Angel suddenly disappeared. Elina ask Moo Shang to ask for a year extend classes for Angel . Angel who is now in the third year had to extend her class for a year with a classified reason . No one dare to ask more because Moo Shang himself came to the university to ask for leave for Angel . Only Elina knew that Angel had enter the world in seventies. Angel wokes up in a wealthy family. Unfortunately, when she wakes up , she was hurt by the wound on her back .

-Damon, what's going on? -Angel. Throughout my life, I always believed that love didn't exist and that it never did. It was just me in my world full of demons. That is until you appeared. An angel who was capable of tearing me apart with just a glance and making me love with such intensity that I feel my heart pounding every time I look at you. You are the angel who lights up my life, and I want you to do it until the end, even beyond it. Angel, will you be my wife?

I will watch over you. A sudden memory flashed in my head. It was blurry, the voice barely a whisper in my head, but I heard it. Artemy’s voice, whispering to my ears once. Sleep, Angel. I will watch over you. I didn’t even have a chance to react because Artemy continued speaking. “The father replied that an Angel is someone who is sweet, kind, caring, calm, and mellow. The most beautiful woman on the planet. Someone who is amazing in every way. An Angel is the girl who makes your heart beat faster when she walks into the room. The girl you will need wherever you go. The girl who makes you want to be better. Angel is someone who is your rock. The person who you love with your entire heart. T

A rumble rolled from the Devil; it made the room quake and the angel moaned. "I watched you fall from grace, I orchestrated your fall from the moment you awakened something in me and now you've fallen into my mercy." "You see, out of darkness I was born, the father of sin, I am known. I do not love but you, my personal fallen angel, you sparked a glint of light where light shouldn't touch thus tainting my crimson." Incapable of love. But, this angel of light broke through that veil, and now even the Devil feels love but his love is like that of a burning furnace, his love rages with madness and destruction, and his possessiveness roves like that of a legion wreaking death and havoc with each

“We were made for each other… because we’re the only ones who could survive this.” Malik caught my gaze, eyes glowing red with raw intensity. “Exactly.” The angel regained its balance and lunged, but I was faster. Smoke lashed out like black lightning, wrapping around its arms and pinning it midair. Malik moved beside me, his shadows intertwining with mine, our combined power pushing the divine forces back. “You think this is love?” the angel yelled, voice echoing like a bell. “You don’t know what love costs!” “I do,” I said. “And I’ll pay it if I have to. But I choose us.”

The tears of joy turning to tears of rejection and her happy ending dissolving into ash. “He’ll make you get rid of it. Will you let him do that to us? You loved me when we made this baby, and I still love you. I always will.” “No,” she whispered, but there was no conviction in it, just desperation bleeding out. “He wouldn’t hurt me—he loves me—” “Does he?” I cocked my head, “Does he love you, Angel? Or does he love the idea of you? The innocent little girl he rescued and raised and protected. The pure, untouched Angel who worshipped him like a god.”

His wings curved tighter around them, feathers trembling with something dangerously close to surrender. “Mara.” His forehead rested on hers, breath unsteady. “You don’t understand what you’re choosing. If we bind” His hand slid over her waist, reverent, slow. “There is no unbinding. Angels don’t love halfway.” “Then don’t,” she whispered. “Love me fully.” Azel inhaled sharply almost breaking. He kissed her again, deeper than before, his restraint thinning into raw need. His lips moved with a slow intensity that made her toes curl, made her breath tremble. Every kiss felt like a confession he’d been waiting centuries to say.

My mother’s eyes glittered with unshed tears, and I felt like shit for being the cause. “Nicholas,” she whispered, “I only want what is best for you. Do not shut yourself off from the possibility of love. There is an angel out there for you who will bring light to your darkest days. And she will be the one to lead you to a path of forgiveness.” I remained silent and focused on containing the storm of conflicting emotions that ran through me. Mother placed a kiss on my cheek. “I love you.” “I love you too.” I kissed her forehead in return.

Yara. " Yes. " Calmly so, Grace admitted, a cold glint cropping in her eyes. " I loved you. I still love you. I was happy to find you. I still am." She admitted, and Angel scoffed, disdain colouring her eyes as she curiously surveyed her. " Well, I am flattered to be loved by you, Grace Hurt. Your definition of love is really flawed and twisted. " Angel's voice was laced with sarcasm as she spoke.

"No matter how I treated you before, you always forgave me. Why can't you forgive me this time?" Her last words turned into a desperate scream. This time, Carter didn't reply. When he finally spoke again, his calm gaze carried a faint sadness. "Because I've realized that I might have loved the wrong person for the past eight years." He had fallen in love with the Misty of eight years ago—not the Misty who had become unrecognizable after marriage as she grieved the loss of Zach. His words were like a dagger, cutting straight to the heart. He had ruthlessly brushed off their past eight years together.