Novel & Cerita Angel Dust Pilot

Seth? He gestured toward the car. "He wants to see you. Now." I took a step back instinctively, shaking my head. "No… no, I can't. I don’t even know him that well. Why would he want to see me?" The man's expression softened slightly. "He said you’d say that. He also said to tell you that his niece, Angel, hasn't eaten since you left." The world seemed to tilt under me. "What?" "She refuses food. She’s been crying since morning."

I grabbed Daniel’s arm with my other hand and pulled him along with us. When we got in the SUV, Daniel drove us to the helipad. When we got in, we put our headsets on and I heard Angela speak to the pilot, “Hey Mark. Let’s go to the first place. Okay?” He answered, “You got it.” I furrowed my brow, “I thought we were only looking at one spot today.” Angela smiled, “I found a couple more with very good prices. All three are a thirty-minute flight to work. But we are saving the best one for last.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll get it.” Angel eyed the tall condominium in front of them. They would have to move out when kids arrived, but for now, their apartment was perfect. He grabbed his briefcase from the backseat. In less than a week, they would launch Kenna Prime to the world and exactly a week after, they would release the first season of the duchess. Season one had a clean ending, but they had planted a few characters they hoped viewers would love enough to want them on their screens for another season.

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."

take care of yourself. He typed and sent it to her. He stood to his feet and looked straight ahead of him as if giving the city one last look. He grabbed his small bag and headed for the plane. He got onboard and sat close to the window. He put his phone on flight mode and placed it into his pocket. At the hospital, Camila was still with her father. Her phone beeped with a message but she didn't bother to check thinking it was Isabella. It had been close to two hours since she arrived at the hospital but her father had still not opened his eyes.

Smiling at the older woman, she shrugged her shoulders. “It was after sunset.” “In range of the motion sensor lights.” “Nan….” “Yes.” “Nan… did you give him your ring?” “I did. Did he ask her?” “He just put a ring on her finger.” Mel murmured something in Spanish dreamily. “Shit.” Angel jumped over the back of the nearest chair and tried to look like she wasn’t just spying on them. Grabbing the TV remote, she turned it on and picked the first streaming service that popped up to search for something to watch. Her attention was more on the door rather than the screen and she did not see the odd looks she was getting.

he called. A second later, Agnes's head appeared in the cracked-open door. Her smile began to spread across her lips but quickly faded as she saw me. "Um…" She cleared her throat. "Ms. Angelica Butte—" The door fully opened, and a golden-haired actress glided inside Aiden's office, proudly presenting her slender legs and tiny feet in five-inch heels. Then she stopped and slammed the door, all but hitting Agnes's face. Angelica Butterfly wore a tight, black leather dress that barely covered her curvy butt and exposed a fair part of her cleavage. For those who didn't recognize her as a celebrity just by looking at her outfit, she also wore dark sunglasses to cover her stormy-gray eyes.

As if he was caught in the flames from a dragon's lungs and there was no escape. The rain that fell did nothing to extinguish them either. Damascus closed his eyes and let the feeling overwhelm his sense. That was until he felt that he was no longer alone. Damascus slowly opened his eyes, and his vision was filled with the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes. Light shown from behind her and cast what looked to be gold wings coming from her back. Damascus had never heard of a golden dragon before. He wondered if the woman who looked like an angel was in fact one. One that had come to take him to his grandmother.

"Call Penelope and make sure she secures this role!" Angel glanced at the script and raised her concerns, "This director is a young woman and not very well-known. Her drama... it's quite avant-garde, not following the typical style of domestic dramas. It's darker, with the female lead not being an idol type. It's more of a revenge story, with a weaker romantic subplot. Usually, viewers prefer emotional dramas."

Salem gets in first, coming and sitting next to me as I sat between him and Crimson while Levi, Lucien and Beau sat in front of us, with Damien driving and Ezra sitting next to him in the passenger seat. We drive for a couple hours making small talk before finally arriving at the airport. Taking a deep breath, I hold Lucien's hand as we make our way inside. I focus on my persuasion just as reach the check in desk. "Hello, I am flying exclusively on Ares Express. My name is Mila Rae." I greet the woman working behind the desk. "Perfect, do you have any baggage?" she asks. "Yes, and also this group will be coming with me, did the agent add them to the list?" I reply, making her frown.