Angel Next Door Novels & Stories

At the far end of the hall, their new neighbor’s door was cracked open—just enough to spill voice, laughter, and music into the hallway like an invitation and a warning at the same time. Her mother sighed. “Oh great. Party neighbors.” Ruby wasn’t listening. Her eyes had caught something—someone. A boy stepped out onto the balcony next door, the one directly connected by only a narrow wall to the balcony of their new apartment. The dying sunlight caught him perfectly: messy black hair, silver chain glinting, a confident, careless way he leaned over the railing. He laughed at something someone said behind him, but his eyes slid up for a split second—meeting Ruby’s.

~ Seeing her with someone else burns ~ POV: KAI ALEXANDER FLYNN I drove through the tall black gates and up the long driveway, I saw Ariana's car parked upfront so I parked my car next to hers and stepped out. The mansion was still the same, quiet on the outside but only God knew the amount of madness that went on in that house. I walked up to the front door, my footsteps echoing on the marble driveway. "Welcome Sir Xander" The butler, Felix bowed slightly as soon as he saw me.

His makeup was ethereal, a dusting of silver over his eyelids that made those emerald eyes pop with a terrifying intensity. Eve stepped in behind him, puffing on her own cigar, looking like a proud lioness. Zayn stepped forward, his movements fluid and practiced. He bowed his head low, the silver accessories in his hair tinkling softly. "Good evening, sir," he said, his voice smooth and professional. "I am Angel. It is a pleasure to host you tonight." Eve smirked, leaning against the doorframe. "It’s his first time hosting so be gentle. If he makes a mistake, try not to break him." She winked at me, a flash of pure mischief, and then backed out, the door clicking shut behind her.

“Then you don’t know Greg. He’s not playing chess, Austin. He’s burning the board.” ..✿..✿.. Far away, across the city’s sleeping bones, Angela sat in the corner of a dim apartment. Her hands twisted in her lap, knuckles pale. The phone lay silent now, its screen black, as if mocking her failed plea. A knock rattled the door. Gentle. Too gentle. Angela’s stomach dropped. She didn’t move. Another knock, firmer this time. Then a voice, smooth and familiar, seeped through the wood.

Casey suggested and they both closed their eyes "Kids,are you angry??" Annabella asked "Goodnight nanny,chicken salad tomorrow" Alex said Annabella smiled and kissed their heads She deemed the light and went out. She stopped in front of Gregor's door "Why is he so late?" She muttered worriedly Her curiosity made her try to open the door and it opened 'He doesn't lock his door?' She thought and then went in 'Annabella,what are you doing?' She asked herself and immediately turned to rush out of the door but she bumped into Gregor

Today, Mary will come back to me. “Angel, where are you?” – I asked by mind-link. “Close to home, Dad. I'm on my way back. Need me?" “Yes, when you can, come to my room. We need to talk.” "Okay." The bait is out. Now, it's time to wait for him to arrive. When Angel knocks on the door, I open it and lead him inside. Then, without him noticing, I locked the door. The rooms are insulated and the sound does not pass through the walls. Nothing will separate me from Mary now.

he whispered urgently as he raced to find her, hoping it wasn’t too late. Anna sat in the airport, her heart heavy as she waited for her departure. She had been offline all morning, trying to avoid any reminders of Xavier. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying, but she couldn’t resist the urge any longer. She turned on her phone and went online, her mind inevitably drifting back to him. As she scrolled through her feed, something caught her attention—a live video of Xavier. Her breath hitched as she clicked on it, her heart pounding in her chest. On the screen, Xavier stood, his face is filled with pain and desperation.

Sitting right there on the glass surface was Danzel's black cell phone. Crap. I heard his heavy footsteps pounding up the stairs. I had two choices: scramble back inside and pretend I was just enjoying the night air, or climb down as fast as humanly possible. Panic won. I grabbed the sheet tightly and began lowering myself over the edge. Just as my head cleared the windowsill, the bedroom door burst open. "I just forg—" Danzel's voice cut off abruptly. "What the hell? Angelina, where the fuck are you?" A second later, his head snapped toward the open window, and he lunged across the room, leaning out to look down at me.

Any man or woman that walked threw these doors were just enamored with her which made bookings a breeze. "Connor! great to see you!" Angela was bouncing out from behind the desk making her way to me "Angie how's business?" She embraced me in a quick hug, even though she is a Succubus she doesn't use her aura of seduction on me, could be because I am pretty close with her Father and uncles. "its great we are booked up for the next two months!" she smiles up at me

Harrison cut in saying “Yes, I received a message from Giovanni saying Angelo refused to serve Gwen after her behavior. It appears Angelo thinks Angel is an angel and does no wrong.” Angel spent the night setting up her home office; the furniture had been placed where she and Deanna had decided it would maximize the rooms appeal. She noted while she’d been away Deanna had hung the curtains and moved the rest of the furniture to the correct positions. Angel began setting up her new laptop and wiring in her TV and phone system to it. Once she had everything setup, she headed up to her room for a quick shower then headed to bed. Even, lying down didn’t shut down her brain enough for sleep to co