Angel Books Fiction Novels & Stories

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.

As months passed by their life went well everything is in balance although Angel won't almost go outside but she found some new habits which later on turned into her career. She writes books the book she writes is all about her past love story with Mike she uses Mike's real name which is Brandon and her name in the book is Ammy, Angel had plenty of time as Ren is quite busy sometimes she spends the big portion of her life in writing the book for almost one day she could produce hundred thousand of words.

Amber POV. "Thanks, thanks," I repeat leaving the doctor's office and going toward my room, I placed the baby angel on the bed, making sure to set the wings underneath her not to hurt her. I took one of the books that I have brought as well, it's titled "Little angels," it's meant to talk about the angels who are classified as littles.

she said and smiled, “Besides, it is temporary.” Nadia nodded, albeit reluctantly, hating that the older woman was right. Nana Viktoriya left and shut the door. Nadia left the table area and started to pace about, thinking of how to go about setting up the meeting with Angel. When she couldn’t think of a way without involving someone else, she let out an exasperated huff and went to pick up a book on a shelf at the corner of her bed, determined to occupy her mind with something else. The book she picked was the second book of a fantasy series about a fallen angel and a witch. The author had the knack of making her forget her reality and she was counting on the skill to help her now.

I winked at my angel. "You're going to kill him for ruining your shirt!" She protested from the ground, her lips lifting into a pout. "When did she relish in the death of others?" I asked Ares, concerned; Abigail had healed a man she hardly knew yesterday and bargained away a part of her soul to those angels to save that stranger's life! Yet now, bathed in the blood that fell from his lips like a waterfall, she seemed to hunger for it. "Stop thinking! Kill it!" Ares roared, wrath coursing through my veins, "Take care of him so we can get back to the task in hand; mating her and filling her womb with pups."

I murmured to Angel’s pale and cold body before leaving her in her final resting place. ~ * ~ Angeline After my soul managed to stop crying for Sia, I did what the voice asked me to and opened my eyes. Blinking twice, I tried to focus on the golden blur in front of me. “Oh my Goddess!” I gasped as I finally saw her clearly. She was so beautiful. Her eyes were as silver as the moon and a soothing light radiated from her.

I said and ate my chocolate, and as I was chewing my food, I muttered, “You must be indeed an angel coz you do not tell your name… Angels do that… They do not want to be recognized.” “And how do you know what angels do?” I shrugged my shoulders for I just know and read it in some books. “I read it on a book when I was still a little kid. They say there are also guardian angels… but I do not know, coz if it is true, then why they did not protect me? But now, I guess I just met you, Alpha, an angel in disguise?” “I am far from an angel, doll. And angels are not real, and if they are, they must be in heavens or you can’t see them.” The Alpha laughed a bit.

Angel nodded slowly and looked at her watch and said, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get home to my brothers.” When she’d left the room, Steven looked at Ellen and asked “Brothers?” she replied evenly “Angel is raising her two nearly sixteen yr. old brothers. Says a lot about her character that at nineteen she’s more worried about getting home to her family than doing what most nineteen yr. old would.”

Angel out of nowhere asks me, previously sitting near me and with his diaries on the table. —What thing?— I see him dirty , he moves with his head towards the ladies. I shake my head. Nerd. This is every last bit of her, all Fair, I guarantee you, even though I kind of encouraged her to do a ceasefire with Greece earlier today. Angel smiles and glances at it before murmuring, “I'm happy .” I hope it's not steamy. I wake up out of the blue to a chill down my spine, lifting my face from the pages of a Scottish folk book and wiping away the hints of saliva on my cheek and jaw.

I am starting to think that they had to abandon the pack because his mother was catching on to them. “That was a very intense conversation.” Aliya says. “Yes, it was. It will be very interesting to see what is in those boxes.” I reply As I walk out of the bathroom I shut off the light. My angel is laying there on the bed. I can’t do anything but stand there and stare at her. The moonlight is shining into the room covering her in its white light. It makes her skin and hair shimmer. It makes her look like hte angel she is. I have no idea how I got so fucking lucky to have her as my mate but I did and can’t thank the goddess enough for this gift.