Novel & Cerita Angel Crying Blood

I prayed to every deity i could think of. “Where's the bloody medic?!" Soren shouted but I paid no attention to them, my gaze was fixed on my angel laying in my arms. “I’m so proud of you baby, now all you have to do is stay awake for me, okay?” My vision became blurry with tears, I hadn't cried in years but at the sight of her bleeding out, I bawled like a baby. Her mouth moved like she wanted to say something but then her eyes fluttered close, once, twice before they were still. I roared, my fangs dropping and my eyes turning black.

— I scream with all my strength, I hit, I scream even louder but she just laughs and releases two shots, although they are not intended for me, I feel like they are killing me—No, no, no! "You were born in the dark and that's where you're going to stay!" -Not! Angie! Angie! Motherfucker, what did you do? —What they deserve, for being manipulative, for being psychopathic, for being destructive—she grabs a bag and leaves through a hole in the ground. Angie falls on the other side of the glass, the blood does not stop coming out of her and her hand shakes like one while touching it. She is drowning in her own blood and when she looks at me I see in her eyes all the broken distals.

he barked over his shoulder. Damien fumbled with his phone, pale as a ghost. “R… Rhea?” Alaric’s voice dropped into something softer, strained. “Can you hear me?” “It—It hurts,” I gasped, my voice cracking as tears stung the corners of my eyes. “Ginny… why…” I coughed, and something warm sprayed from my lips. I blinked down. Blood. No. No, no, it wasn’t supposed to be that bad. The sight made my stomach lurch in genuine panic. That fall might’ve done real damage.

Fuck, no. No. No. There’s a deep gash across his temple, skin split open, blood pouring down the side of his face and into his ear. It’s running into his eye. Down his neck. Soaking the front of his shirt. Too much. There’s too much blood. “Eliana...” I gasp. She’s standing in her crib, clutching the rails, sobbing hysterically. My knees almost give out. For a second, everything goes silent in my head. Just a high-pitched ringing. This is my fault.

Breathe ragged. Lips wet. Blood oozed. Tony looked down at the mess he’d made. And then he knelt down too. Gently cupping Angel’s face. “You okay?” he whispered. Angel nodded. Dazed. Crying. “Fuck you…” Angel croaked. Tony grinned, brushing damp curls away from his face. “That was your first time?” he asked. Gently thumbing the blood on the corner of Angel’s mouth that was still wet with his cum. Angel looked him in the eye, cheeks flushed.

Angel had made eye contact with the rogue behind my Father, and the f*cking rogue moved quickly launching on my Dad’s throat, ripping it out. My heart. My soul. Everything around me faded. Shock and terror were written all over my face as my Father’s lifeless body fell to the ground. I felt like my heart was ripped out, my breath hitched, and I let out a terrifying intense blood-curdling scream from my lips as my knees hit the ground. I didn’t see Ivan shift, shredding the rogue apart. “NOOOOOOOOOOO!” I yelled from the top of my lungs. Zoe screamed and howled in agony. Angel was standing there smirking. “You were saying? What f*cking shoes!?” He cackled wickedly.

It’s over—the two will be doom to the Governor. “Angel! Angel!” Denver doesn’t know what to do when hearing him whimper as the blood runs on his jeans. His blue pants are turning reddish by the blood. He is panting while getting his phone in the other pocket. Angelito stutters, “C-Call Dennis p-please.” Denver’s hands are shaking as he hears the car’s engine revving and escapes. Angelito grunts in pain because the blood keeps on running. “Hello, Angel—“ “D-Dennis…. P-Please h-help us,” Denver cannot speak straight enough when hearing his voice. He is crying in a traumatic scenario.

They had a plan I knew they did I just prayed to Selena it would work. Vladamir lowered his mouth to Angel’s neck causing a feral growl to leave me resulting in three vampires holding me to the ground preventing me from interrupting Vladamir, had I gotten free I would have ripped those fangs from his mouth. After a few seconds which had felt like hours Vladamir let go of Angel dropping her to the floor as he coughed up the blood in which he had taken. The blood was as black as the midnight sky and steam was coming from it.

Are you an angel of death? He smirked at me and replied in a husky voice "Angel of death, ha? I can be with pleasure" saying this he brought his face closer to mine, as I witnessed his blue eyes turning blood red color and wait what? I could see two pointy things coming out parting his lips. He opened his mouth revealing his dangerous fangs and he bent down to find a spot on my neck. "H-he iiis a-a Va-Vamp-ppi-Vampire?" My eyes grew wide in horror,

"DAEN IT!" I threw a chair on the wall in anger. It seemed like the last straw for me. Why couldn't she trust me!? Why does she trust Carl over me! H*ck! Right now, it seemed like she could trust any man over me! "Why Angel? Why?!" I'm not the type of guy who cries over small things. Especially not over girls, but, Angel... she had the power to make this gangleader cry for her. Yes. I admit. I'm fri**ing crying over the possibilities of Angel being hurt! Or being killed.