Novel & Cerita Angel Con Alas

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"

He realized she was his hope, a ray of light that drowned his misery and gloom and painted a fresh picture of the perfect sunset, making it shine as bright as her personality. Angela felt no less as she stared in Mason's steely eyes, she felt all her anger and frustration washing away. He was just like that. Leaving her defensless under the dangerous weapons of his charm. With just one look of his, she could melt away, like an ice cream in a desert. (Ok. That was weird 😂 ik but this is Angel we're talking about and she's weird) She felt like she would fall down right now by intensity of his eyes. Damn him, he always knew how to charm her. But right now, he was doing that without doing anyth

Isabella said annoying Camila "What is wrong with you? Are you for me or against me? You know what? The reason why I failed is because I have an enemy for a friend. A devil who calls herself my best friend but only works against me. Wait, are you helping the Carters?" Camila asked "Camila, you don't see it when someone cares about you, do you? If I am not supporting any of your plans is because I know it will not bring you happiness," Isabella said getting down to of bed and standing on the other side of the bed facing Camila.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

Angel’s Pov. After dinner, he took me on a late-night drive around the city, eventually stopping on a hill with a breathtaking view of the skyline shimmering below. We sat on the trunk of his car, our fingers intertwined, the cool night air brushing our skin as we gazed at the heavens. His warmth anchored me, his thumb grazing my knuckles in a rhythm that felt both soothing and possessive. “Raul,” I murmured, breaking the quiet. He hummed, his deep voice vibrating through me. “Was your marriage to Catalina forced?” I asked, my voice soft, eyes fixed on the stars to avoid his gaze. He didn’t answer immediately, the silence was heavy. “Yes, Angel,” he finally replied, his ton

“Feel that? Your rival bloodline makes you stronger. You were born to stand beside me. Elara can’t have me.” Suddenly the cave entrance darkened. Elara stood there, eyes wide with shock and hurt. “Seven… what is this?” Angel’s wolf surged. She looked back at Seven, still impaled on his cock. “Tell her.” Seven didn’t pull out. He kept slow, deep thrusts, his knot starting to swell as he looked Elara in her eyes. “Elara, the alliance is off. I claimed Angel the night I saved her. She’s my true mate. Her bloodline… it’s the lost rival line. Together we end the old wars for good.”

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

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.

Isla whispered, stepping closer to the bed, her heart beating with a mixture of awe and determination. Angelina slowly blinked awake, her eyelids fluttering as she adjusted to the soft light filtering through the curtains. As her gaze focused, she found herself staring at Isla, who was sitting nearby, mesmerized by the sight before her. Angelina's ocean-blue eyes sparkled like clear blue crystals, reminiscent of sunny ocean waters, and Isla felt a rush of warmth at the beauty of the woman before her.

Xavier sneaked his hand under her left arm and grabbed her neck, not too tight to harm her but just tight enough to let her know that she was playing a dangerous game. “When did my little sweet Angel turn into a seductress goddess? Do you see what you're doing to me? Angels aren't supposed to make someone feel this way.” His voice was low and deep as he grazed his nose on that sensitive spot on her neck. “Maybe I’m a fallen angel.” Angelina let out in a shaky voice, grinding her bare ass on Xavier's hard on. She couldn't help the burning sensation between her legs. She missed him so much. She missed his touch, his kisses and all the sinful things that he does to her.