Angel Fanfiction

"Matilda" he called "there's something you have to know" "go ahead" I urged him "actually the surgery is not for me it for Sara so I don't think we can get married" my heart sank, I shiver and beard of sweat form on my forehead,I suddenly feel dizzy "You......you ....no it can't be this is not happening....you...." "shut up" he replied coldly "are you a fool do you think I will marry a slut like you,you can't even give a baby" "but I did it all for you" I screamed "you son of a bitch...." ***************** Matilda Frances, Frances one and only princess was betrayed by her loved ones,her beloved sister not only betray her but also destroy, her and the man she would do any thing for, the love of her life lead her to her deathbed But fate favoured her and she was given second chance,she vow never to trust or love anyone, and vow to set things straight Would Matilda love again??? Would she be able to set thing straight??? Why don't you find out???

This is BOOK 1 for the TRILOGY: The Devil, the Mercenary & the SaintNicholai swear not to love again. His life was on auto pilot after Amanda, her first love died. Then faith played with him one crazy night, he met Cassie, a young beautiful angelic innocent girl. Now, he is in battle whether to keep his promise to his first love or break it to be with a woman he can't keep his hands and mind off with. He created a wall to guard his heart but then he met her. They were united by one crazy night, can they stop from falling to each other. Both can't take their mind from each other, both can't deny the attraction they have. Can they stay together when the past holds him hostage? This is a roller coaster story will give you one hell of a ride. When can he finally stake his claim and say angel you're mine.Book 1: Angel you're MineBook 2: Save MeBook 3: Broken Vows

“Marry me.” “You don’t even know my name.” “I will as soon as you agree to marry me.” * * * Hana Kent has lived all her life with one rule continuously enforced by her father. Don’t fall in love. If she forgets, Baba is there to remind her. She must and cannot fall in love with another person because she’s betrothed. And as soon as she turns twenty-five, she will leave for her husband’s house. One rainy evening leads her into the arms of a stranger, who not only protects her from the rain, but the men following her. It was supposed to be an innocent kiss to get her out of an impossible situation. But once her lips connect with that of the handsome Calvin McKenna, she realises she’s a lost cause. Calvin knows better than to kiss strangers. But when the pretty damsel in distress rushes up to kiss him, begging him to play along, he’s more than happy to do so. After the kiss, he takes her to his hotel to clean up. He expects gratitude, maybe even her name, but what he doesn’t expect is to wake up to an empty bed the following day.

Raphaella Mendel’s life takes a wild turn when she encounters the enigmatic Sebastian Damon during a luxurious resort getaway. In a whirlwind of desire, she surrenders her innocence to him. But as dawn breaks, he disappears and she has to go back to her dull world haunted by her wicked stepmom’s torment. Little does she know that their paths are destined to cross again, this time in an unexpected role: Sebastian becomes her newly appointed bodyguard. Raphaella is faced with a dilemma. Will she fan the flames of the passion they once shared or try to extinguish the memories of their unforgettable encounter? However, amid her emotional turmoil, a shocking reality sets in – she's expecting a child, a consequence of their reckless night of passion. As Raphaella deals with her unplanned pregnancy, Sebastian's concealed identity and lurking adversaries threaten to shatter their dreams of love and family. Can Raphaella maintain her sanity as she tackles the problems she faces and discovers what it means to fall in love with Sebastian Damon or will she lose everything in her quest for the truth? Follow Raphaella on a thrilling journey filled with love, danger, and secrets in Her Guardian Angel.

His beautiful angel was unclothed writhing in bed , in tears, shaking and begging. There was a pillow between her thighs and she was rubbing herself desperately trying to find a release. “fuck” he cursed under his breath…….. Life of Ana was running smoothly with her adopted Uncle and Aunt when god decides to turn her life into more chaotic one. Sometimes it takes one dark night and one look of care, just to gain the interest of the devil unknowingly and unintentionally to sign her fate with tears and helplessness. I saved his life but he took mine. A love story bloomed with a hue of purity and tainted with blood and greed. * darkromance *Explicit content *

"I want you... Wolf," She whispers sweetly, taking my bottom between her teeth and she lightly sucks on it with a moan leaving her lips. She releases my lip, her hands move to the buckle of my slacks and she loosens it. I clamp my eyes shut, leaning my head against the doorframe with a silent plea hanging on the tip of my tongue that I don't lose contro,l and take her like a savaged beast. --- LOVING wolf was like a chaotic thunderstorm engulfing me. He was beautiful, unpredictable, and brutally ruthless. Someone like me doesn't belong in his world. Used as a pawn, I find myself falling into the wrong hands time and time again. BUT I always end back up in the hands that make my body burn with fever, my heart pound with desire, and my blood boil, with contempt. He is my Wolf, and I am his Red to our screwed-up fairytale love story.

Finally running away from her captors, whom she almost had a traumatizing experience with, Xanthe stumbled on the woods. There she met a wolf with enigmatic piercing green eyes that seemed to struck her whole being. On that day, Xanthe met her angel wolf.

Adonis the king of death had appeared after centuries of years with only one purpose: to strengthen himself. To do this, he has to find himself an angel whose blood will save him. can a mortal save an immortal?

Alessandra For three months, Zane was the perfect boyfriend, the normal guy I was starting to fall in love with until I found out who he really was. the truth however was that he was a murderer, not just a murderer but Chicago's most feared boss. Kian Arreas. the kingpin of secrets ,lies and violence. His lies shattered my peaceful world so I ran and he let me or so I thought , but his world had reached me pulling me into the darkness. little did I know I was the light in his world. I was a pawn in a war I never asked to be apart of. Kian was out for blood ready to tear the world apartjust for me and but as fate would have it, he was already bound to Cathleen and she was doing everything in her power to have and keep him. His family's decision was final and I had no part in that but he wouldn't let me go. Kian My princess was all I had. kingpin and murderer, ruthless and cold. the world could fuck itself for all I cared. As long as I had her that was all I needed and I would destroy the world to keep her.

Gosh! Those eyes! They were screaming cute! His masculine beauty was out of this world and he is the kind of man I’d love. The only problem I saw in him was the big tattoo on his arm that extended to his wrists. Being a typical church girl, I couldn’t end up with such a man unless I wanted to be disowned by my father. “I’d have a glass of martini, extra dirty and tacos.” He said in a dreamy gusty voice. “Coming right up” I said taking the menu list and flashed a timid smile at him. I felt my cheeks burning and if there was a mirror around here, I’d have checked how embarrassing I must be looking. My face must have definitely turned pink. I watched him as he ate gracefully without looking elsewhere, his eyes were fixed on his phone. His short brown hair was to die for, I instantly wished I could run my fingers through them. Too bad, I might not be the kind of woman he wants; it wouldn't hurt to have sinful fantasies. He suddenly looked towards me, maybe he must have noticed I had my eyes on him all along. Immediately he locked eyes with mine, I looked elsewhere pretending to looking for something that wasn’t missing. I could tell he gave a faint smile but kept sipping his drink slowly, as he was gazing at his phone. He gave a signal to come and get his bill and I walked gracefully to him. God! I wish he could just take me to bed. Oops! I’m a church girl and shouldn’t be thinking of things like that. “You should take a picture of me, it will last longer.” He said in a baritone voice.