Angel In Disguise Novels & Stories

Pietro nodded with a smile and excused her. When Brittany got to the bar that evening she decided to wear a dark mask and dark shades to disguise herself so people wouldn’t take photos of her working at the bar and post them. She walked to the counter and there Cole stood in his Vincci disguise and hid and cylindrical lens. She froze when she saw him and stood there staring at him, he also stopped mixing his drinks and stood there staring at her. He blew her a kiss making her blush. She walked to stand beside him and took an apron and wore it.

I only asked her to make her look presentable, not like a walking temptation! Angelica was now wearing an A-line blue dress and strappy high heels I didn’t think she chose consensually. Her hair was in slight waves pulled away from her face to reveal a tiny necklace resting slightly above her cleavage—the only piece of jewelry she had on. My eyes trailed down her frame to the hem of her dress. It was quite short and revealed more skin than I would expect her to be comfortable with but somehow, she still managed to look innocent. What kind of woman managed to look innocent while wearing a revealing dress and bold red lipstick?

I didn't even realize that someone had entered the room until now. There was a girl standing in the doorway. She was probably 5'4, with dark curly hair and caramel skin tone. She had honey brown eyes, a straight nose and pouty lips. She was very beautiful and the white summer dress that she wore, made her look like an angel. "Um... Hi" I waved awkwardly, feeling a bit self-conscious in my oversized clothes. "The al- I mean Jay sent me to keep your company" she said with a polite smile.

At the promise of possibly doing that again in the future. The nice nurse named Angie came into the room with my discharge papers in hand. Sin instantly stilled glaring at her and he silently gathered my things.this was my chance to look at her more closely than before. Hey honey-colored eyes were hidden by a pair atrocious black rimmed glasses. Her hair pinned up at the crown into a tight bun. she had a slight dusting of freckles upon her nose. In essence she is a beauty and when she smiled she reminded me of someone.. But who? I shrugged off the feeling of deja vou

He sighed, wondering why he was all of a sudden worrying about her but somehow he could not help but to feel worried over her, she was a human after all, he studied her, she was small, quite tiny rather and in her right hand she clutched on to a feather, a feather from him no doubt. He laid her down comfortably on the forest floor and that was when he noticed the two pouches tied to her waist, he shook them. They jingled and he knew that was the sound of coins, he did not bother to check if they were gold coins or silver coins in them. He also noticed the container tied to her waist too and he opened it, bringing it to his nose and he took a whiff. He knew the smell of Angels and this was it

She wanted them all to see that there was nothing wrong with her taste in men! However, there was a tinge of uneasiness and anxiety in her heart. The seconds ticked by. After 20 minutes, Giselle saw the familiar figure of Angela. After the lesson Angela had learned the last time, she was wearing a mask and had disguised herself slightly. If Giselle didn't have such an extraordinary memory, she probably wouldn't have recognized her right away. Giselle asked, "Do you see that woman?" Angela was parked diagonally to the club entrance.

Eyes wide, I gulp loudly as torrents of desire suddenly wash over me. Angelo doesn’t look at my shocked reaction as he strides closer and sheds his human disguise. His red sweater and slacks begin to shift and change until he is covered in fiery red scales. Large gold wings sprout from his back, and his head is covered in some kind of medieval helmet, like the ones in the movie with the Trojan warriors. He’s magnificent but also scary. My body thrums with desire as he comes closer. I want him to come to me, but something tells me that this is not right. My reaction feels good but also wrong.

Arrived on stage, I have to push a man who already has several tickets in his hands, ready to put on Angelic's dress. Sincerely... Discretion has always been my favorite trait. To be invisible, to go unnoticed and to be able to observe without being observed. However, when I walk up the stairs on stage and approach Angelic, I feel like all eyes in the world are on me. But I don't care. I'm blind as a rodeo bull, and all I see is the red on her dress. Leaning over, I grab Angelic's legs and throw his body over my shoulder. She squeals in surprise and I swear to God I hear her laugh. Laughter that I prefer to ignore, because I already feel too angry.

I tried to open the door but it was somehow locked “Angel will take care of you Lex, I’ll see you in a few hours or maybe the next morning. Enjoy my birthday present!” Leo hollered back “Angel?! Who the f*ck is-” I was so caught off guard that I didn’t hear the music had been playing in the room, I turned around and saw an Angel… a literal angel. She was wearing a white corset lingerie with matching stockings and heels, a platinum blonde wig that could be her real hair, angel wings to match and a white and gold masquerade mask that covered her tantalizing eyes as she dances sensually.

I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky. Angel is dressed as an Angel, I know, very cliche but at least it's a dark angel, it's black wings are not too spreaded and thank luck because she'd be hitting people with them. She wears a short white prom dress to compliment her wings, I hate to admit it but it's sexy and definitely not a try hard costume.