Angel Con Alas Novels & Stories

Angelo original black phoenix eyes also transformed into golden eyes after the red moon appeared. Hades busily torn Angelo clothes apart while Zeus caresses Angelo angelic face, he opened his lips ad reach for Angelo ears that was faintly red then exhaled their Luna scent heavily, releasing his pheromones when hades had successfully torn apart the clothes that was covering their Luna gorgeous boy. Both the twins golden eyes flash, they opened their lips in union and says the same thing that make Angelo dumbfounded “Our Luna, it’s time for our mating” Bloody Red Moon: The Alpha Twins Male Luna Volume I

CASSANDRA’S POV I couldn’t feel my face. Actually, I couldn’t feel anything except humiliation pulsing through my blood like a fever. Out of all the things in this world, I had just been chased by a cat. Not a tiger. Not a dog, A fluffy white cat named Angel...who apparently had the heart of a demon and the claws of a vengeful ex-wife. It was so embarrassing I wanted to bury myself alive if that wasn't bad enough And the worst part? I was currently underneath a very naked Alaric. I didn't know how to describe the situation aside from awkward and crazy. My brain short-circuited for a second while I cursed myself for wearing a dress.

They grow larger and clearer until we can see that there are three dark angels and two light—all with shimmering golden wings. The warriors release their arrows all at once, the sharp clicks echoing through the clearing. The arrows hit the angels’ wings earning harsh cries of pain in return. The wolves give the ropes attached to the arrows a solid yank and the wings of all five angels collapse. They plummet towards the ground, letting out horrible screams. I move my queen right as they hit the dirt around us. “Check mate.”

I tangled my fingers in his hair and he groaned sticking out his tongue inside me. "Fuck," I moaned. He put a finger inside me and fingered me. I could feel I was close to releasing my juices all over him. "Please..." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point. He added a second finger and I gasped. "Faster Theo," I moaned. I felt myself clench around his fingers. "Theodore..." I moaned. "Yes tesoro," he said, "Cum for me." (Tesoro: treasure)

Zeus begs Azalia “Promise me! Promise me you won’t leave her! She can’t loose you ontop of everyone she’s already lost” I hear the fear in her voice Zeus gives me back control, “Azalia I promise I will never leave Angel. You are both everything to me. Please send her back” Angels POV

Anger burns down my throat, and suddenly the image of Angelica flinching every time I raise a hand around her flashes through my mind. The way she freezes. The way she braces. The way fear appears in her eyes before she can hide it. Nicolas Hearst abuses Angelica? "Mio Dio, a quel bastardo lo faccio fuori." (My God I'll kill that bastard.)

’ Calling Angel’s name like he owned it? “Tony? What’s going on?” came the sweet voice. While crawling away slowly, Federico lifted his eyes. And there he saw him— His ‘Angel’. Wearing white, crumpled dress shirt. No pants. No shoes. His flawless bare legs exposed. Brown curly hair, a mess—but still beautiful. Crouching. He called him desperately: “My Angel! Come come and help me!” But Angel didn't even flinch. Federico's pleas had fallen into deaf ears and cold silence.

A boy about five or six is lying across a woman's body, crying no Papa over and over. I break the connection with Florence, I don’t even realise I am crying until Arrow cups my face “Angel, what happened? Where did you go?” I blink a bit confused, what does he mean where did I go. I am standing where I was. “Angel you zoned out for a moment” I look at them all “I just saw what I assume was your memories” I say to the woman who is watching me looking confused.

A silence would form, with only rain to fill the void, but my reins were not under control. — Your house has almost no windows... Are you a vampire? — I whispered. — I don't think so, Angel. He looked at me lying on the bed, covered by his sheets and dressed in his clothes. He didn't seem to mind. — I like it when you call me Angel... In his voice it seems to sound more...—I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and losing myself in my reasoning. — I don't know...

asked Erika enthusiastically. "Of course. There are also Angels selling such dresses, wing accessories and crowns!" "Wow! Angels selling? What did they buy it with? Money? Gold? Or what?" "Fresh fruit and flowers! Why do you think Angels need money for?" "Why do Angels want flowers and fruit? Do they eat fruit like fairies?" "We don't eat it. We inhale the aroma. Fresh fruit is very fragrant, as are some flowers and wild grasses!" Erika's eyes widened perfectly.