Angel Innocent Novels & Stories

“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.

"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.

I don't feel any worse from it nor do I feel any better. Time passes quickly before he seems to thump onto his feet, followed by the sound of frantic footsteps. "Angel!" Salem's familiar voice calls out in relief. "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my kitten, and WHY THE HELL IS SHE NAKED?!" Crimson's voice screeches. "What happened?" Beau's calm yet stern voice questions. "My brother." Is all I manage to choke out before everything goes black.

"Just f*cking tell me, mate." "I don't really know. Not that much time. Why do you even ask? Is everything alright?" "Actually, when I was deeply investigating about the Ace guy you recently told me about, I quickly found out that Angelina and her small family didn't actually live in L.A., or anywhere close for that matter. She abruptly moved there just a few short years ago. I aggressively tried searching about her past life before that, and then I quickly found out that she's originally from London. Born and entirely brought up right there, but anyways, do you know what is incredibly strange at the very end of it?"

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

The officer spoke interrupting Aaron's words. "What do you mean?" "Hmm, I have seen many cases like these. Many girls just leave their house for so called love or boyfriend and when we trace them they will be found in hospital going for an abortion and maybe the girl jus-" A loud bang echoed through the cabin making the officer flinch with the sudden impact. Aaron's fist got collided with the hard wooden table in front of him and the blood rushing out of the cuts on his knuckles didn't bother him at all. The red blood is similar to his fiery red eyes as he tried hard to control his anger within himself.

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

“But you keep your share of Dirty Angels if you obey me. They will not touch one hair on your pretty hair while I am involved, I can protect you.” He pulled her up and kissed her. Deep. Intimate. Then rougher. Clothes were torn away. Hands everywhere. He bent her over the padded bench, wrists cuffed loosely. A flogger traced her spine. His mouth followed, marking her skin, fingers stretching her. They moved together hard and close. He took her from behind first, driving deep until she cried out. Then he turned her face-to-face, legs wrapped around him, slow rolling thrusts, eyes locked. Control threaded with tenderness. Light restraints. Gentle pressure at her throat that stole breath and se

“I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.” As soon as he said those words, he vanished. His entire presence simply disappeared before me. I clenched my fists tightly. Then, out of nowhere, my attention snapped toward the window. Luna Ravina had appeared. “Angelicca... Looks like they have to send you off sooner than expected... But I will add something to the punishment... Thank goodness I wasn't late for this..." I didn’t hesitate. I rushed toward her with full force but just as I was about to reach her, a sudden burst of black light exploded from the cr

When his eyes caught sight of Inez, he instantly hugged her and sobbed, "She was with me Inez, she was here." When she saw him clinging like his life depended on her and hearing him, proclaim that he had seen a dream, she finally started bursting into tears. "I know…",she whispered, hugging him back. ◍◍◍◍ They both were back to New York. Damien had already instructed His men in Italy to change that name from Avalyn's Cemetery, Avalyn never deserved to have the word "Devil" over her tomb; she was an Angel, and Angels are never names to be captivated by Devils..