Angel Innocent Novels & Stories

"Our target is a man who believes he is untouchable. But we will show him the true meaning of fear. He thinks that he’s unseen, but the eyes of the Eagle catches all. He thinks that he’s in the darkness, but he has forgotten that’s where shadows live!” Ian sensing the rage and anger with which Jared spoke asked in reverence, “my Lord, who has made you this angry? Tell us. You know that we shall feed his blood to the divine glass.” The room erupted in a chorus of agreement, the members of the clan united in their purpose. “He’s a man we all know, but he has stepped on the tiger's tail now, and he will not leave the den unharmed. Our target is senator Ivan. His death will bring me pleasure. It

Can you imagine your absence at the biggest langerie event in Paris? — You said I wasn't the center of attention. — I'm wrong, girl! You know it is! — Louis finished removing the makeup and punched me in the shoulder. — Angel Backer is on the cover of all magazines, a typical beauty of South America, a daring Brazilian! The one that is never late and does not fail in commitment! The one that joined Gucci and abandoned it just to help Diamond grow, even if she had to live in this end of the world that is the city of Boston!

Angelus replied Rheagal while walking towards the direction of the bus station. ”Why should I go to your place when I’m not yet your boyfriend??” Rheagal asked the exiting Angelus while walking hastily after her, trying to catch up with her. ”You really are a funny dude but don’t you worry! I like you and I haven’t really dated any guy since the Seven Hundred and Ten Million Years of my existence so let’s give this a try and see how It goes but mind you…...............If for a second you try to break My heart….........................I’ll kill you in a heartbeat or I might never forgive you and even If I do?? I'll never go out with you again.......................so Impress me very well then

“So, you are cops, then?” “You are funny, Sister.” Angie laughs. “Let’s start from the top again. Hello, my name is Angie and this is my friend, Mellisia. She was adopted from this orphanage eighteen years ago and would like to speak to the nun in charge. That is why we want to meet Sister Mary.”

The angel backed away. “Uh…hello”. Hagne awkwardly said. The angel didn’t reply. She eyed Hagne from head to toe before doing the same to her children then she returned her gaze to the woman, still not speaking a word. “My name is Hagne”. Hagne stated, she pointed at her children. “Those are my children, Fia, Ciro and Edvige”. Still no reply. It was Hagne’s turn to shift uncomfortably. Did the angel not like her? Was she that bad a sinner an angel could not acknowledge her? Maybe she was regretting falling near her house.

But in the peroration, he was fortunate, he finally found an Archangel to look after his daughter. "Can I come with you to church?" Ace asked, kneeling before Angel and holding her little arms in his big warm ones. Just like the drama queen that she is, Angel taps her finger on her lips as if on thought and shouted in joy - "yes you can come, daddy." Her turquoise green irises sparkled with mischief, novice, and beautiful just like her name suggests.

Anyway, it's a week. Sleep comes back, and Angel lays his head on the pillow. His eyes are heavy, and he falls into a deep sleep. Steam emerges from Angel's nostrils and hangs over him for a few seconds, disappearing forever without a trace. Agnes's eyes, as white as ashes, returned to their normal color after she had seen everything. She sat and smiled. Her part was done. Dark caught a doe and sank his fangs into the animal's neck. He drank what he needed without killing the animal, which staggered away from him to recover. He wipes his mouth and sighs contentedly. Immediately, his head started to think of a way to help Klaus.

Angel cried triumphantly as she brandished a scrap of paper. “Damn it Knight!” ..............................

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

“Angel in Scots?” “Aye. Angels can be lads or lasses, can they no? And if there is a God, surely that is what the innocent become when they die. Our first bairn is Aingeal, an angel.” She dried her eyes and shifted, being careful of the sores on her legs as she settled herself more comfortably on his lap. “I’d like that,” her voice was quiet. “And Fann? I am sorry I lost our baby.” “We lost it, mo Leannan. We will both miss it. Losing it is nobody’s fault.” She stiffened in his arms and Fann worried that he had said something he shouldn’t have again until she looked up and he saw both fear and anger in her eyes.