Angel Eyes New Years Day Novels & Stories

Just because I talk to a male classmate a few times, my parents decide I'm dating too young and send me to a correctional boot camp for winter break. I spend 14 days there. They don't come to pick me up until New Year's Eve. Dad reaches for my backpack, but I panic and instinctively drop to my knees. I blurt, "Dad, I'm sorry. I'll carry my own things. I won't let a member of the opposite sex touch me!" Dad looks displeased. "I told you to be wary of men outside, not to be wary of your own father." I keep my head lowered and say nothing. It's because even responding to a member of the opposite sex is considered wrong. On the way home, Mom sees me sitting perfectly upright and motionles

Ansel met Angela's gaze. "Thank you," Angela muttered. "Cling to me!" Ansel shouted, pulling Angela's hand to cling to his arm, and Angela complied without arguing. Angela looked back at the front of the ballroom, and at that moment, her gaze met Regan's sharp eyes. I don't know, since when the eagle's eyes have been watching him, he always knows where Angela is. Angela met Regan's gaze boldly as she strengthened her grip on Ansel. He must try to be strong and prove that he is not weak at all, even though in reality he is very fragile and weak.

When the new year's countdown began to display in the sky, Avery got on her tiptoes and kissed Elliot's cold lips. Elliot felt something wet on his face, then noticed the tears streaming down Avery's face. He wanted to ask why she was crying, but the countdown came to an end, signifying the arrival of the new year. "Happy New Year, Elliot Foster," Avery choked as she loosened her grip on Elliot.

Jacob certainly thought so too, not realizing that the sweetness was actually the scent of blood in the air as he chuckled, "Goddamn… we didn't spend a cent, but we're going to leave richer than when we came! Forget the air—even the seawater is going to taste so sweet!" Elaine nodded happily. "Oh, and it's the eve of the Oskian New Year. This must be a sign of good things to come for the new year…" Still, something occurred to her and she suddenly groaned in disappointment, "Oh, it's such a shame!"

Under the dark sky, a burst of colorful fireworks suddenly lit up, making even the dark rooms in the house bright. I looked at the clock and saw that it was past midnight. It was a new year. Watching the fireworks, I felt happier than I ever had before. The fireworks kept going, lighting up the sky as if they were showing us the way for the year ahead. I smiled, went back to my room, and snuggled into my cozy bed.

“Usually, yes. But with her, I don’t know. She isn’t like the others.” “No, she isn’t. But I still know a good idea when I hear it. Let’s head for my office and we can go through it and talk about it.” As Zane and Jax walked towards the stairs, Zane noticed the sign holding the drink list. At the top there was a new drink, ‘Angel’s Bliss’. At each end of the name someone had drawn angel wings and there was a halo around the capital A. Zane smiled, it was perfect. “What are you grinning about?” Jax asked.

They tried to adjust their eye brightness to that of…everywhere. It had been long since they opened their eyes. Being in darkness for fifteen years was not something anyone wanted to go through. Angela stood there like a statue, watching the two get up. Her father had a small white beard. He had blue eyes and deep brown hair while her mother had red eyes and blonde hair. Her red eyes were beautiful and unique. She had never seen someone with red eyes before. It was beautiful. Her mother wore a beautiful red dress. It was the most beautiful dress she ever saw. The dress matched her beautiful red eyes.

Angel didn't like the tone of her sigh and he pulled away from his hold before he gently turned her to let their eyes meet deeply. Deep stares from each other searching orbs, Angel genuinely smiled when he noticed Mira's tri-color eyes. He knew what it was representing. It was just a mark that indicates Mira was in her emotional state regarding the well-being of her men in the city. Angel could feel the kind heart that Mira had in her that she rarely showed to anyone. But it was not stated at the back of her cold exterior she did not have a heart anymore.

And as she thanked Gregory who opened the door for her and got in, a very enticing, familiar masculine scent engulfed her senses. Subconsciously, her long, attractive eyelashes fluttered and her eyes closed on their own accord, while she involuntarily took in a deep inhale of the alluring scent. Feeling someone's intense gaze on her, Angelina's eyelids drifted apart, and her gorgeous doe-like eyes slowly opened, only to fall right into the fiery, intense grey orbs of her husband.

ANGELA’S POV My eyes flew open and I couldn’t breathe right. Those eyes… fuck, they were pure molten gold, feral, locked on me like I was the only thing in the world. His wolf was right there, barely leashed. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat.