Novel & Cerita Angel Fan Fiction

I dragged Dave out of the house and boarded a cab, he insisted on driving with his car but I refused. How can I accomplish my mission if he's driving. He's so annoying. Alice POV I caused this to Jenny and now she's gonna accept it, but I know that she can't. I feel so guilty as charged, its all my fault am so stupid, stupid that I got blinded by his looks and did not look within. So stupid that I put myself before her, knowing how she really felt, am so stupid!! I will make sure they end up together, no matter what.

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“Sharp-tongued. Maybe a little unhinged. But secretly lonely and is open to an emotionally oppressed boy who looks like he hasn't slept in days.” Kieran gave it a second to think about what he just heard. “So… you’re looking for your clone in a skirt format?” Tanaka pointed at Kieran with his index finger and nodded solemnly. “Exactly.” Annie smirked. “I have one friend who collects switchblades and writes stories about love between a man and a woman who are not destined to be together. Does that count?” Tanaka’s eyes lit up like someone had just handed him a live hand grenade and told him it was a love letter from an emo goth mommy. In all honesty this guy might be a masochist; I do not kno

I slowly pulled the stake out of my chest and, with the last of my fleeting strength, launched it at Vanessa. "I failed you Vanessa, I'm so sorry," I said weakly as the stake went through her stomach. She turned around slowly, blood seeping between her fingers as she held her wound. I could feel the life draining from my own body. "So you aren't above stabbing your daughter in the back, huh? Unlike you, I refuse to die here." She said. "You will die tonight, Vanessa. I tried to shield you from the horrors of the world, but now you are one. I blame myself for that. I truly do love you Vanessa." I said weakly as tears flowed freely down my cheeks.

A cigarette burned low between his fingers. Its tiny embers flew like sparklers—a type of fireworks. Angel clicked his tongue at the sight. ‘That’s his tenth today.’ He imagined scolding him like this—‘...You don’t love your lungs, clearly!’—but he stopped himself. Not liking how that sounded like they were an ordinary couple. ‘I think he’ll only like it and will only tease me with it,’ he scowled. ‘Then it will end with me staying in bed worn out and useless for days.’

I couldn’t help the smile that spread across my face as my arms tightened around her waist even more. I couldn’t explain how I felt. She told me she didn’t think of me as a monster anymore. She didn’t know how long I had wished for someone to say that to me, how long I had craved even a fraction of what I felt at this very moment. “Are you ready to leave, Angel?” I murmured, her scent swallowing me whole as she stood impossibly close to me. Her eyes widened in realization as she glanced around at the kneeling figures of the Nightwolf pack still in view. It seemed she had forgotten where she was for a moment.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

ANGEL “My body might respond,” I hissed through clenched teeth, “but I will never want you. I will never stop hating you. And I will never stop trying to kill you.” “Promise?” His eyes sparkled with amusement and delight. “That makes my dick harder than anything else. The idea of spending the rest of my life with you trying to murder me while I’m balls deep inside you, fucking you into oblivion? That’s my fucking fantasy. Other men dream about tropical vacations. I dream about you with a gun to my head while I’m making you cum so hard you cry.”

“What about Chris?” At the mention of her fairy boyfriend, Reebah instantly tensed and looked as though she wouldn’t be able to hold back the tears for another moment. Then a change came over her so suddenly that it shocked Angel to see. Her entire being seemed to harden, as though someone was pouring concrete over her. She turned away from Angel and glared into the mirror even as she stated, “We all knew that was destined to fail from the beginning. He’s a fairy and I’m a werewolf. It could never work.”