Angel Fiction Books Novels & Stories

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

I asked genuinely curious in what she would say. She looked at me with a wry smile. "I assume that you were tricked by the way you are looking. Autumn is a tier 4 Goddess of seduction while Angel is a tier one Goddess of manipulation." She stated with a look of amusement. She walked forward and went through the books before pulling out a gold book. "This will tell you everything about everyone so that you will know what type of God everyone is and what they are good at." She exclaimed as she set the book on the bed.

I tangled my fingers in his hair and he groaned sticking out his tongue inside me. "Fuck," I moaned. He put a finger inside me and fingered me. I could feel I was close to releasing my juices all over him. "Please..." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point. He added a second finger and I gasped. "Faster Theo," I moaned. I felt myself clench around his fingers. "Theodore..." I moaned. "Yes tesoro," he said, "Cum for me." (Tesoro: treasure)

Vivian looked into her blue eyes which looked as if they possessed the entire sky in them. "We angels are quite fragile creatures. Our hearts are intangible, unlike humans, so if we love someone, we love them thick and through and if we hate someone, we hate them thick and through. Our book is our only destiny" Fate said and took Vivian's book from her. She tore a page from it and Vivian felt immense pain in her chest. She shouted from pain and looked at Fate with her eyes, almost about to pop out. "Now you see which trouble you're in. Take good care of it" Fate said as she burned the paper between her fists as she threw the book back at Vivian "And make sure it's pages are never lost, the l

the devil whispered. Just one finger. Then two. Then three. Angel was panting, writhing, trying to hold on to his sanity like it was a receipt in the wind. Every nerve in his body screamed in confusion—and somewhere deeper, a quiet ache stirred. This bastard didn't even exchange names with him! It felt so… wrong. Obscene. Something he’ll burn in hell for. But beneath it all, something coiled. Something shameful. Something hot. He moaned. Loudly.

Angela’s POV I gazed up at the sky as I thought about how I met Lucifer. Prince Cleoffe is just sitting next to me while listening. “The first time that I saw Lucifer, well I already knew that he’s a nerd disguising as a bad boy.” I chuckled. “He really loves reading books that he can’t last a day without reading at least five different books. He’s also a workaholic, he works so much that sometimes he forgets to rest.”

Angel nodded slowly and looked at her watch and said, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get home to my brothers.” When she’d left the room, Steven looked at Ellen and asked “Brothers?” she replied evenly “Angel is raising her two nearly sixteen yr. old brothers. Says a lot about her character that at nineteen she’s more worried about getting home to her family than doing what most nineteen yr. old would.”

Of setting innocent lives against one another all because two men in suits have a difference of opinion. But this book is interesting. It’s about the original angel war. A warm breeze flows through the room. Tugging my hair and tumbling the pages. The wind curls around me when it lands on a page of a warrior. And angel above the rest. An angel that resembles my mother. Although his is much more built and has a stone cold expression on his face, the features are so similar to hers. ‘Train. Fight. Battle. Win.’ The wind whispers into my ear like a lovers breath fanning my cheek. ‘He dragged you into this. Drag him out of it.’

It was like I am in some spell. A few days later, there was an attack on Angelina by dark angel and demons. I fought with them alongside archangels. We won the fight but I was badly hurt. I was taken to witches where they need to make a potion for which they needed a fairy's nail and not just any fairy.it has to be a fairy princess nail. Eva knew there is no option so she asked Carol for help. Carol knowing that it's me immediately helped and gave her nails to the witch who created the potion and I was healed.

That was the only word that I got hold of. I wondered if the Vampire had crossed their barrier so.. I waited for some time to listen carefully for a bit. "Uh..what's going on.." Anita asked curiously. "The angel...she's up but.. causing trouble. " "What did she do...Did she kill?" Anita snarled as she started going deep inquisitively. "No...she takes a host and.."