Novel & Cerita Angel In Disguise

Looking at her enchanting figure, then back at her alluring eyes, Grayson replied earnestly, “The president knows your appearance like the back of his hand, Missus. He’ll easily tell you apart from others even if you’ve turned to ashes.” Stunned, Angeline snatched off an extra care worker uniform from the nurses’ station and pulled it over her white dress. This disguise was taking too long. Grayson feared any further delay would anger the already impatient president. It would only end up exploding over Grayson in the end. Thus, when Angeline asked again, “Am I still recognizable?” Grayson shook his head against his conscience as his eyes fell on her eyes of unparalleled beauty that was so di

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

"I'm happy you like it. But there are more surprises." Jessi looked up at him. "More surprises?" Judd nodded. "But something's wrong." He knitted his brow, feigning confusion. "Angel is here, and dressed, rather than on her knees, and naked. How is that possible?" She tried to suppress a smile. "That's possible because Sir didn't tell me."

The worry that is painted in the lady's face somehow flushed the tightness in her chest and she smiled. "I'm fine now. I was really worried about you. We all were," she softly said, wrapping her arm around the lady. "You should never hide anything from your friends. Tell them about the Angel taking you home. Decide together, all of you." Saiva felt the lady snuggle into her arms, hugging her tighter. The way a part of her clothes felt cold tells her all that happened in the lady's journey. Like the way the Angel has always has been, he is playing another game with the lady. How scary... how lonely it is to play with feelings.

I really can't believe this fact. Since that's true, the woman in front of me is Angelina Mcfoy. She wore bright red lipstick and a black dress. She smiled at me, but her smile made the hairs on my neck stand on end. "Is it me you are looking for?" Angelina smirked. While me, I was catching my breath, then I walked closer to her. "What happened to you, Angelina?" "Didn't Zeus tell you, about a secret? Oh, looks like he's still bound by the agreement, so he can't tell you anything, Zoey Gabela Adams."

When she opened them again… She met Floyd’s gaze head-on. For one impossible moment… She wished this was all a nightmare. That she’d wake up back in her dormitory. Safe. Hidden. Still pretending. But reality never showed that kind of mercy. She drew one slow breath. Then another. Finally… She spoke. “My name…” Her voice shook only once. “…is Daniela Grimwood.” She straightened her shoulders. Forced herself not to look away. “I’m Alpha George’s daughter.” A long silence followed. Then, with every ounce of courage she had left, she finished the confession.

he said with a stern voice, finally releasing my hand. He’d held it so tight, I felt a sting of pain. I instinctively rubbed my wrist and shifted a little away. I glanced behind me to check if the door was properly locked—my disguise couldn’t afford discovery now. Then I turned back to him and said, “I found you wounded and brought you to this village… but this village only allows couples to enter. So I had no choice but to pretend that we were one and my name is Pearl.” Even as I said those words, my cheeks flushed. Why was it suddenly hard to breathe?

“This discovery could reshape the entire power structure of the region.” Sebastian nods slowly. “And the little servant in our house is the key.” Lucien turns back to the screen. He opens the Arden file again. Hayley’s hidden history stares back at him. The lost princess. The fallen Alpha heir. Now disguised as a servant. Living among wolves who could destroy her. Lucien whispers quietly. “So that’s your game.” Later that night, Lucien stands alone, staring at the file once more. His voice is barely a whisper. Soft.

I wasn't sure about the disguise yet. My mother's death played in my head a lot of times. I looked at the wall in front of me and only saw a galssy mirror that showed me the last. That blade coming down on her. The way her neck was placed, eyes watching me, face crying and telling me that I needed to be strong. Maybe if she had more time, she would have made me promise to be strong and rise above it all. Instead, I made that promise to Crescent. Remembering his role in my escape, I wondered what his relationship was with my mother. Surely, he wasn't her secret lover. Alpha Roy had kept us at arms length but I still remembered times when he sent people to keep tabs on us.

Kayden–POV I was really upset because I couldn't find any information about this Night Angel group or what they do. We just knew the location and were standing close to the entrance of the Pack, which had these huge gates that were firmly closed. "Alpha, I think we can get inside if we wear a disguise," Harris suggested. "We'll need a disguise potion for that," Kate mentioned. "I've brought it with me," I said, handing over the vials of disguise. These potions would give us the appearance and aura of rogues.