Angel Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

Fenrir said with a longing look, and it made Angelo's pain deepen. "You said you won't cheat on her? Then the girl I saw in the morning limping with one leg was who?" Angelo asked, trying to mask his emotions. "Oh, her. Just like I told you, I won't cheat on Angel. Ever since we fucked, I couldn't even go a day without being horny as hell. I couldn't take it anymore so I decided to call the girl over. Although I ravaged her I didn't even enjoy it because Angel's sweet pussy, how sweet and tight it was kept flashing in my mind as I fucked that girl, it was rather a bland sex. I was able to cum because of the images in my mind otherwise I would have run mad by now from frustration" Fenrir said

Adeena never found out that Brian was cheating on her till she died. When she called him, his dick was deep inside the moist room of another lady. “Quickly baby, you’ve got to make me cum. I’ve got that rich man’s daughter coming over.” Brian said. “Oh. Okay. Let me give you the ride of your life then my baby.” She climbed on Brian and rode him like he was a horse at a racing competition. “Arrghhhh. I’m cumming baby. I’m cumming.” Brian said as he poured his hot white load all over her face.

It would be more fun to kill her after two months when her father admits defeat. With an aggressive tug on her nightgown, Angelina's gown met the floor, leaving her bare for the hungry Alpha. Rafe was already hard from the beginning. Ever since his mate died, he tried to control his desire but it became painful, the more he tried to hold them back.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

She wondered why he looked so shocked. “Is..there any problem?” “You are not a fangirl of Anthonio, that's rare, a woman who doesn't fancy him, he is literally famous among the ladies”. “Not his fan girl even before I got to know the real him”. She sneered. Damon glanced at her. “So tell me what do you like most about Bran the wolf,I will get into character for you”. Angela's eyes widened and sparkled with excitement. “Really?” She snapped in a high pitched voice.

Just as he was about to close the distance of our lips. ..a loud knock came from the other side of the door. For fucks sake!! ***Aces Pov*** For the past 7 days my mind has been in a spiral, consumed by a raven haired Angel. She's my thoughts during the day and occupies my dreams at night. Her lips, her touch, her body, her gaze I'm officially going crazy. I couldn’t get enough. When I was touching her, I couldn’t help it. I wanted to claim her, no I needed to claim her. I left a trail of hickeys down her neck so no one would even come close to her.

He chuckled at the expression on her face and silenced her with his lips again as she tried to speak but she wouldn't even have spoken if she had wanted to because he took her mind off every thoughts except the feel of him, his body and his heart. She and their children were his everything. She was his world. She was His Angel. The End ❤❤❤❤ We've finally come to the end of this story and I'm so so happy. Thank you so much!🙏🏻❤ Do check out my other story, "Married But Single." Leggo! 🏃‍♀️ 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ l love y’all ❤️❤️❤️

Anderson shouted angrily at me. I looked at her, with my eyes widened in amusement. Now, I know that my angel has got this feisty attitude from her mother. But I don't think my angel as my slut or whore. She is my princess, my girl! I want her to be my queen! I want to give her all the happiness of the world. I want to grow old with her. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. I want to protect her and keep her safe. She is mine to keep. How the hell can they think that I am going to make her my slut? No, I can never do that! I want her to be my wife, my soulmate, my love!

So, once again, Angelica accepted the only possible conclusion. Forbidden to realize her truest desire, she committed to fantasizing about her secret lover taking her cherry as her fingers slowly circled her sensitive clit. "Mmmmm Roman, yes Roman, love me," she whispered as she brought herself to a much-needed climax. Though physically sated, Angelica still slept uneasily, knowing that the part of her brother she imagined filling her up, never really would. But it would fill Mariah.

Sandra paced her opulent room, the plush carpet muffling her agitated footsteps. The moonlight filtered through the heavy curtains, casting an eerie glow on her surroundings. She clutched her phone, waiting impatiently for the call she had placed to connect. Finally, a deep, gravelly voice answered, breaking the silence. "What is it, Sandra?" the voice growled, laced with impatience and anger. Sandra's lips curled into a sneer. "It's Andrea," she spat, unable to mask the venom in her tone. "That pathetic human is ruining everything. She was never supposed to be Luna. That position was meant for me."