Angel Girlfriend Novels & Stories

"Who is Angela" I pretend not to care and ask nonchalantly. Turning to answer me, he glances at me and then over to the corner. Sighing, he answers quietly, "Angela was my girlfriend in high school. We were in love secretly, until one day her dad found out and they moved out of town the next day. See, she was African American and when her parents got wind of us being together, he couldn't take the embarassment."

But instead of responding to Anton’s remark, Angelus ignored the words of Anton and directly headed near Aimie. “I know you,” Angelus instantly leveled his height to Aimie, making Aimie cuss in her breath since Angelus’s face was near her. “You were right there during my brother’s funeral; you’re my older brother’s girlfriend.” “What?!” Both Aimie was Angelus simultaneously responded with half inquiry and exclamation in their voice.

It was like I was trapped inside my own body, and no matter how much I tried to gasp for air, nothing seemed to fill my lungs. “Oh come on. She’s just being a drama quee-” “I wasn’t talking to you.” Angel cut her off. “I was talking to my friend.” Anita scoffed, looking from me to Angel and back. “Friend? You call this piece of trash a friend? She’s beneath you.” “No, she’s not!” Angel said, taking a step forward, crossing her arms over her chest. “And I’d appreciate it if you didn’t call her names.” “Why? Cause she’s your Alpha’s girl?”

"So tell me about Angel." "Her name is Celeste," I correct her, eyeing my meatballs and pasta. "And what about her?" She shrugs casually. "How did you become friends with her and all? She's quite reserved about herself." She nods then her face turns to a bitter frown. "And then there's her hot but dumb boyfriend." "Why don't you like Kevin?" I wipe the sauce off my lips. "And you like him?" She taunts me, pressing her hands to her grey hair. I scowl in response but she continues."Once I saw him with the daughter of the Roberts family."

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

“We will be doing a lot of fucking, sweetheart. Sleep? Sleep will be far away from us. So, do you understand how dire the situation is, Noelle?” She’s barely breathing now. But, at the same time, something astonishing is happening. The smell of her sweet arousal floods my nose, and I freeze. Then I pull away and let out a laugh. “You’re wet right now, aren’t you, Angel?” I say, and her face turns pink. Then red. She clamps her thighs together tightly, shifting on the stool. I let out a satisfied hum, leaning in to kiss her temples and her cheeks. “You’re fucking perfect,” I say, causing her to blush even more.

She may bring new enemies to herself if they find out that she was mated to an Alpha. "Urmm, he is a close friend. We've been together, I mean close for a long time now" she answered and the girls nodded in agreement. "Okay then, let's be friends. I'm Angelica" The first girl who seemed like the chirpy one offered. "I know what you are trying to do, Angelica. The man is taken, back off!" Her friend chided her. She let out an eye roll and waved at Carolina slightly before sauntering out of the hall. Carolina let out a relieved sigh, she had almost exposed herself.

she asks. I nod. “I wanted to get something that represents my love for you. I wanted something special. The woman at the jewelry store told me it meant infinite. Just like my love for you. Just like our lives together will be. So, Angelica Rossi will you be my girlfriend? I promise to spoil you rotten, to make you my queen, to always be a shoulder for you to lean on. I’ll be your forever…” I smile sheepishly forgetting the speech and coming up with that on the spot.

Atanante in the same table as this close. "And who is this beautiful lady?" I couldn't help raising my head when I heard Mr. Francisco asked. Mr. Atanante pulled the sexy woman waist towards him and introduce her to us. "This is my girlfriend, angela." When I looked at to them, my eyes couldn't help moving in Mr. Atanante's hands on the woman's waist. I suddenly recalled of incidents in Chesca's gazebo. I also saw this side on him, so gentle, and you will feel being protected.