Angel Novels & Stories

Beaming. "I'm swooning over you guys." Angela chirped fist bumping Lennox. She let out a low warning growl when Hunter flicked her forehead for fun and it f*cking hurt. "Wanna die?" She gritted as his brows shot up. "The f*ck you teaching her?" Hunter glared at Lennox who seemed indifferent and was focused on his gorgeous wife conversing with Silvia, Emma, Aurora, and Catherine. Draken stood among Xander and Azure.

We all have that one line we know we shouldn’t cross. The person we shouldn't look at twice, the boundary we're supposed to keep. This collection is about what happens when you stop fighting it.

Every page pulses with predatory chemistry and psychological heat. No safe words. No gentle aftercare. Just the brutal thrill of crossing lines that should never be touched. If your pulse isn't already racing and your thighs aren't already slick open this book anyway. Because once the craving takes hold, you'll be too far gone to stop.

"What are you hiding, Mr. Blackwood?" Julian closed the gap in a heartbeat, leaving no space between them. She gasped, forced to tilt her head to meet his intense stare. "I. Have. Nothing. To hide," he said, voice cold, his gaze never wavering. The air crackled between them, charged and heavy. Anger lingered, but something else—something sharp and undeniable—hung there, too, just beneath the surface. Neither dared to acknowledge it. •°•°•°•°•°•°•° With her father’s health fading fast, struggling artist Leslie Harrison feels trapped, helpless to give him the care he needs. In a desperate twist, she finds herself caught in a marriage of convenience with billionaire Julian Blac

Angel had woken up feeling weak and dizzy, and her overprotective men, had avoided all her advances and seduces. It was driving her nuts because all Abe wanted was to be impaled by a hard cock over and over and over, and yet, the possessors of those hard cocks were treating her like a sick egg. She waited until Andrew had stepped out of the house before she ambushed Franklin. He would not say no to her especially when Andrew was not around to weigh in on his decisions.

Selena could be the savior I needed, and perhaps she would be willing to go along with this plan to bring joy to the kids on their special day. I couldn't help but connect this unexpected help to the prayer I had silently offered during the event at the palace. I had asked for guidance and assistance, not knowing where it would come from. Now, it appeared that my plea had been heard by the heavens, and Selena's return was the answer.

My pussy gushed as wetness ran down my thighs, soaking the sheets. Janette finally slowed… but didn’t stop. She ground deep, rolling her hips, making the toy stir inside me while she leaned down to whisper in my ear. “Say it. Agree. Or I’ll keep this up until you pass out.” I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Only felt the stretch, the burn, the unbearable pleasure of pain. “Yes—” I choked around Hurst’s cock. “Yes—fuck—yes—I’ll help—I’ll help you get Mrs. Morales—just—please—let me—”

The sky burned with the blood-red hue of a coming war. Luna stood on the cliff’s edge, the wind tangling through her silver-streaked hair, her gown billowing around her like smoke from a wildfire. Below her, the valley groaned with the restlessness of warriors preparing for what would be the final clash of bloodlines. The Trial of Flesh and Fire had left Kael marked in ways only she could understand. His back bore the emblem of the ancients now, the mark of the true Alpha. But it was her soul that was aflame.

Even Elijah looks stunned, his golden eyes locked onto me like I just defied every law of nature. I smirk and wink at him before turning to the crowd. An elderly woman steps forward, her eyes narrowed with skepticism. “And who the hell are you?” I exhale, placing my hands on my hips. “This wasn’t the grand entrance I was picturing, but I guess we’ll roll with it.” I let my voice carry over the stunned silence. “I am your Luna. And Alpha Elijah’s mate.” Then I lift my chin, letting the power in my voice sink in. “So now, you will show him some respect.”

Hinata's expression quickly shifted from confusion to suspicion, and she crossed her arms defensively. “What are you talking about?” she demanded, her voice rising. “How do you know all this? You must be crazy!” Angela shook her head, about getting frustrated by Hinata's stubbornness. “You can look it up yourself. Antonio Montero. He’s an American celebrity. If you don’t believe me, search for him. His past, his family, everything you need to know is out there on the internet. He is not your Diego. He is my Antonio”. Hinata’s face flushed with anger and fear and her eyes widened at the sudden bravery in Angela's wet eyes.