Angel Dust Pilot Mga Nobela at Kwento

he shouted. “Really? Overreacting much?” Linda huffed as she was led out. Zane hadn’t said a word. He was still hunched down by the edge of the pool, looking at Ava. They heard Jax and Linda make their way out of the house and then there was silence. “Angel, if I ask you to step out of the pool, will I have to kill my men if they happened to walk into this room?” he finally asked. “There is a possibility of it,” Ava told him. His eyes darkened.

I need a f*cking drink, even if it’s Monday I’ll just be home before midnight, Dorothy is back from family leave anyway. I wore a cap and my glasses, writing a note for Dorothy just in case she woke up before being back and grabbed my keys and wallet. I went downstairs and wore my shoes and my jacket, not bothering to change my sweatpants and my Warhammer shirt and stuck the note on the fridge and I didn’t even bother bringing my phone with me as I know I’ll be back before midnight. I just hope I can avoid Leo… and my Angel- I mean Angel. •• I’m on my third glass of scotch, my eyes shifting to the main stage to watch m- Angel dance.

" Still pretending to be asleep?, you don't wanna take responsibility?. he asked with a serious face. Angel still pretending to be asleep, with one of her eyes slightly open , saw Elliot step out of the bath with his hair dripping wet and a long towel wrapped around his lower body and his upper body in full view , she salivated on seeing his well toned muscles and the abs he was flaunting shamelessly,' oh God! please help me, cause am gonna have a nose bleed if i continue to watch this male siren seducing me ! she exclaimed in her head . but his next words threw her out of her fantasy world and balance.

I came back to my cabin and opened the door where I saw a lady kneeling in front of Harris, they both stared at me blankly but the lady continued her business. "Please, please, please, let me join your troop", she begged. "I've told you already, I don't have what it takes to be a troop leader", Harris stated. So, Harris still hasn't found a troop. What am I thinking a while ago? "Ok, fine! but I will be part of your team if you found one already", she said with a smile. She is a petite lady with long black and curly ebony hair. As for her status, she may be a mage that is a part of a noble family, perhaps a daughter of a marquis.

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

Some people turned to look at them, then continued dancing. She stood in place as the man approached her. She was magnetized by his alluring hazel eyes. They had a weird glint to them, she just couldn't explain it. "Hello ma'am. Are you okay?" His voice was smooth and soft like silk. He had a faint accent which she couldn't place. "Yes, I'm fine. Thank you." She noticed Diego moving to the back door and she followed him, completely ignoring the man who helped her. She followed Diego out of the club and into the alleyway beside the club. He was on his phone, trying to call someone. She walked towards him and grabbed the phone, he was calling Alberto, his accomplice. She ended the call and kep

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

(Sky’s POV) “Pfft! Pilot,” Angela teased me as I left the cockpit. I sneered, walking toward her on the couch. “Tease me all you want, but I’m not flying this plane with a hangover.” Not ever when my children are inside the plane.

“They must be terrified of you. I’ve never heard of a child without wings.” “Do you know a lot about the angels?” I ask. He nods. “I used to sit in on Council meetings when Alpha’s mother was the leader of our pack. Before I became the pack doctor I was the head warrior and the Alpha’s lead advisor,” he explains. I grit my teeth as he pulls a tiny sliver of glass from my temple. “Did you know my parents?” I ask. “What’s your name?” “Luciana Morgenstern.” His eyes widen. “Well no wonder they wanted you dead,” he mutters.

She was so sure he would pull out a gun and kill her right then and there. "Hello My dear, my name is Rusty Flores" he said. Angel's eyes widened in fear when she heard his name. Rusty noticed this and chuckled. "So I'm guessing you have heard of me." angel simply nodded her head. "Well, no need for the boring introductions, welcome to my home,Claveria Cagayan ." Rusty then signaled for someone to come. In a matter of seconds a little woman with black hair ran to Rusty. "Make sure there is a room available for Miss Perez here." The little woman nodded and ran to the opposite direction she had come from.