Angel Grace : Supernatural Novels & Stories

she started and Mr Garcia ignored her praying silently for the safety of her daughter. "All this is happening because of you. You could not control your stupid desire and slept with a maid. A common maid. I don't even know what is so special about her. You had the chance to prevent this day but No. You allowed her to give birth to the cursed child. I paid the price of your stupid desire. Look at me, I lost my job for good and when I tried to prevent my children from going through what I did, again you allowed your stupid desire plus emotions to get in the way. You had to bring that cursed child back to the house. Now Camila is paying the price too," she went on

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

And only she can give us the answers we have to wait for her to wake up. Nicolai said. Agnes stood there silently sensing that the triplets were having their private conversation. It was obvious by the looks they were exchanging. She glanced at the girl who was lying on the bed, the calmness and purity her face was carrying was enough to tell her that she is no less than angel but the power she possessed felt like it was passed to her by the devils even surpassing the trio. It was scaring Agnes, someone new but older than everyone has entered the supernatural world again.

“Was she really bewitched?” “Yes, that was what really happened to her.” Angus said, his words dashing me to unwanted amazement. “She was affected by Alpha Thane's spell again.” “Ah!” I raised my voice, shocked and equally disappointed. “Does that mean she won't fight with us?” “Stop this, dear.” Angus returned, bluntly weighing his words. “Is your ghost mother the Moon Goddess? Why do you often feel responsible for your ghost mother?” “She gave birth to me…” I slurred.

"Ate? Manang Cora is already asking for the payment, because the list of our debts to her store is already long." ***** While walking on their dark and small road, Angel kicks every stone she steps on. This is what she hates the most when her Kuya isn't around, she doesn't know where she will turn to. She hates this feeling, when she doesn’t know what to do. She will borrow and then she doesn't even know how she will pay. Hey, life! She whispered as she looked up at the sky. She was greeted by the dark sky with twinkling stars.

The word tore from my throat as I slid down the counter, my legs unable to hold me. I’d butcher men without remorse and paint their blood on the walls as if it was some fucking piece of art. But this...this was different. My soul laid bare, utterly consumed by rage and anguish. My men stayed with me and watched their mafia king break apart, waiting for the explosion. My wrath would awaken the demon inside me, summon hell, and unleash my demons to wreak havoc on Earth to avenge my Angel. “How did they get to her?” My voice was hoarse, the words muffled as I spoke into my hands.

Angel stares at me for a second before she seemingly decides I am to be trusted. “Because she wants to prevent certain events from happening. And I can’t tell you more than that. It is not my story to be told. But I can arrange for you two to meet?” “That would be amazing! I am dying to meet her. Is she a wolf, vampire, witch?” Angel laughs. “She is a wolf, but she has been blessed with more powers than anyone who has ever walked this earth. Even me, and I am quite powerful myself.” I nod, contemplating something I decide to ask her.

“Donna Medici, I beg for your mercy…” I thought for a moment before saying, “The one who sinned was Victor. You’re just another victim of his. You may have disrespected me before, but now that you’ve repented, I’ve decided to show you some mercy. Now, get out and never appear before me again.” Sophia bowed her head in gratitude, scrambling as she fled the study. When she reached the gates of the estate, a sudden light burst into her eyes.

’ Cordelia thought silently. She let out a deep sigh and walked away from the door towards McKyala. “But why him? Why can’t it be someone else?” She asked. “He’s the only one willing to pay the right amount for such a beautiful lady like you.” McKayla answered as she used her hands to stroke Cordelia’s hair. “And you’re sure I’m going to get seven hundred thousand euros?” She asked. “Trust me Cordelia. You’re going to get seven hundred thousand euros, but in one week.” She answered.

I winked at my angel. "You're going to kill him for ruining your shirt!" She protested from the ground, her lips lifting into a pout. "When did she relish in the death of others?" I asked Ares, concerned; Abigail had healed a man she hardly knew yesterday and bargained away a part of her soul to those angels to save that stranger's life! Yet now, bathed in the blood that fell from his lips like a waterfall, she seemed to hunger for it. "Stop thinking! Kill it!" Ares roared, wrath coursing through my veins, "Take care of him so we can get back to the task in hand; mating her and filling her womb with pups."