Angel Falls Series Novels & Stories

"Umm…hey Layon, it's me, Angel Hale. I know this is probably the last thing you need right now and I'm an idiot for even calling, but I really need to see you or at least speak to you. Can…can you please just call me back? Okay, bye." By the time she clicked the end call button, her cheeks were so red she could practically feel the heat coming off them when she lifted her hand to stroke a strand of hair from her face. Her skin was glossed with anxious sweat and her stomach clenched when the bell suddenly rang for the end of the period. People instantly began to stream into the hallway but luckily for Angel, she had managed to get a hold of herself just in time. Her wolf at least seemed to re

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

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.

I turn to see a surprised Ted. "I think you're looking for her," Ted whispers and motions me to the other side of the gym. Angel stands there, now changed into spandex shorts and a crop tank top. She is focusing on her phone, and now I understand why Ted looks so surprised. Her tanned and sexy belly is showing, and I can see her two little abs. Her hair is tied in a high ponytail. Unwillingly, my mouth waters while I look at her. She is fucking sexy as hell.

His angel. Though he has stopped using that endearment after her deceive. Still, he wants only her, every morning, every night. To touch her, to feel her skin, after a tiresome day rest in her soft tunnel forgetting all the stress and worries of life. She will be his light in his dark world. But her one confession changed everything. Her one betrayal destroyed everything. **** Ana forwarded her palm under the running water to check the temperature. She sighed finding the water lukewarm. She switches off the faucet. With her index finger she slides down the dress and it pooled down on the floor unaware that someone slithered inside.

I can’t control it, I try but the build up is too much to bare, my hands are gripping the blanket and my loads shoots to the back of her throat as I let out a groan and my eyes roll from the orgasm. I expected Angel to come lay back next to me but she doesn’t, she flicks the blanket off her shoulders and removes her top and bra, with a seductive smile on her face. Then she stands up removing her jeans revealing a black lace thong. She lowers it slowly then kicks it in my direction. This evening has definitely taken an unexpected turn but I’m not complaining.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

Chapter 5: The Forgotten Beauty Six months had passed since the fateful day that changed everything. The setting shifted to a hospital ward, where a young girl lay motionless in a bed, surrounded by the beeping of machines and the sterile smell of antiseptics. The ward was dimly lit, with only a few rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds. The room was filled with various medical equipment, monitors, and IV poles, a testament to the girl's critical condition.

Angel explained as she joined us. Klaryn was the leader of the Nabello demons that had been brought into the Shadow Falls pack lands, but they had their own pack within it. He was also the primary handler for the Hellhounds. “Good to know. Thank you, Remo,” I told him, running my hands through his fur. “Yes, thank you,” my brother agreed. Angel had a roller suitcase and a small duffle, which we took from her. “Do you have everything for now?” I asked her.

he whispered one last time before spreading his wings and went away and headed back home. Walking towards the angel's empire, most female angels were staring at him, they were all worried seeing him being speechless for days after the news and after Evangeline's disappearance. They were as well waiting for Evangeline, they admire her braveness to sacrifice her life, but then they knew that if they were in her state, they would do the same. "Are you, alright?" Wizham asked to Zanea, one of the male angels, his brother.