Angel Innocent Novels & Stories

Tears trickled down my cheeks and I tried sniffing it back in. A knock resounded from the door. Did he come back? “Phoenix. It’s Angel.” I sighed, and wiped my tears before telling her to come in. Angel was one of the artist whose work was displayed. She was a very beautiful woman who survived her husband’s domestic abuse. Just like me, she was rescued by the company.

Hi everybody! If you are reading this then either you stumbled upon this story or you decided to give this story a chance. And if you did either of them, then WELCOME! I hope you like this story! <3 SUMMARY: Angela Woodson; perky, buoyant and an innocent seventeen year old, who lives to make others smile. She's the kind of girl who can only love. She overlooks the bad in a person and always sees the good in him. She always helps others even if it be a bloody murderer.

she answered. "That is fine, by the way how did you accomplish such mission, the odds where clearly stalked against you?" Tomo was amazed. "You tend to underestimate me Tomo, I am Angelina the Glowing Angel and Jeager," I answered. "Your tales and legacies continue to surprise me, I would write a book about you believe it!" She said and we all laughed. After some hours I could move the arm freely. "Well this is a fast Improvement," Tomo said.

I cut him off. "No, who told you so?" He looks at me confusedly. "Well, I don't think that you have the ability to read minds because you are damn wrong. Wrong because, I don't think that I am with Arabella Rossi since I already know that she is not here and I have never met her actually." His expressions change to the one of shock. I look back at my Angel and same goes for her. She has become pale. I pull her face closer to me, cupping it gently. "What happened, Angel? You okay? Go into the car. You don't need to deal with this man here. I will, okay. Go." She surprisingly obeys me and goes to sit in the car. I turn my attention to Devin now. "So, you were saying something?" He opens his mo

the old man replied. "Did you suffer?" Angel’s mother asked him. Angel gave her a warm smile. "None that I couldn't bare, but the goddess did answer your prayers and sent an Angel to me. Without her help, I would not have been able to contact Xavier. Without her, I would be dead," Angel said. "She is human?" His father asked. Angel nodded. "She is one of my captor's family but also one of us…" "I don't understand," his mother said with a puzzled frown.

I knew she wasn’t dead and I couldn’t decipher the reason she wasn’t waking up. I know divinity isn’t something to be revealed to a mere human, but the supreme one should understand that it wasn’t the little girl’s fault that she saw it likewise not mine also. I could even say it was the heaven’s fault that she saw it because if there wasn’t a disruption in heaven nothing of such would have happened. I’ve heard about such event that also happened many years ago when brother Basath was sent to earth as a guardian angel of the perfect one then. It happened 60 days ago before I got my own mission as a guardian angel. So it was approximately 600 years ago on earth.

The internet celebrity is called Angel and her real name is Hellen Hudson, but none of her behaviour represented that of an angel. {She is too cold-blooded!} The system that had been observing in silence could no longer hold its grievances. It had not been in contact with many people but this one was one of the bad ones! {How could someone who appears so innocent be such a demon? Even demons aren't as evil!} Lily felt the same way and even after gathering the necessary information that was needed, she decided to add more 'gifts' to the lister by telling them some more private information.

His cheeks were pale white, like he never had that rosy dust. Lucas could see the arms bandaged, his feet were covered in white too. He dragged his chair near the bed and put his face on the bed near Liam's hand, hooking their pinky fingers; he kept starring at the angelic face until he fell asleep. Liam opened his eyes to a white ceiling. He looked around, it wasn’t their home. Where was he? He could hear faint beep but at the moment his brain was overwhelmed. There was a particular stench of antiseptics and the room with all white walls.

Without a word, he pinned me against the sink and tightened his hand around my throat. "Why you? What the hell have you done to my innocent son?" "You saw it yourself, so why ask?" His grip tightened as he pressed, "What do you want?" Though I was strangled so hard that I could barely breathe, I smiled and said, "Revenge on you, of course. Pure revenge against a piece of trash like you. "If I can't be your wife, I'll be your daughter-in-law. "How's the surprise? I did a good job, didn't I?"

Finally came the day of the inauguration of the new head of the Gonemanus family. Angela stared at her reflection in the mirror. She is beautiful in a pastel-colored dress, with her hair neatly arranged with knick-knacks and accessories on her head. Angela is like a princess in a kingdom. He recalled the previous incident when he was in this position. He felt guilty for the innocent victim. Diana and her daughter must die because of her. "May you all be at peace over there," Angela muttered.