Novel & Cerita Angel Of Dreams

For the first time in five years, her slumber had been peaceful, unaffected by fear or the anxiety that Dreams had come to her throughout the night—not the terrifying nightmares that had plagued her for years, but soft, comforting visions of her son, her mate, her pack. The family she had been torn from. In her dreams, Liam was still the young boy she remembered, with his father's dark hair and her blue eyes, laughing as he chased fireflies across the lawn of their New York mansion. But even in sleep, Angelina knew he had grown. Five years had passed. Her little wolf was a man now, with a mate of his own. As consciousness slowly returned to her, Angelina became aware of the sounds surroundin

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

~Godfrey’s Point of View~ “It’s a watching spell. Whoever cast it is watching her emotions, her feelings. My uncle Ben would have to break it, I hate to say it is beyond my capabilities,” Angel said, frowning. All witches had different abilities, and Angel’s was more of the earth and the elements. I tapped my finger over my lips. Sunny was in the next room, not privy to our conversation. “They are infiltrating her dreams,” I whispered, angry.

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

She answered. “How come you don’t have a choice?” I asked her. “Mom got me into a scholarship there since she knew it’s my long-time dream to be in Paris.” She answered. “Where’s the Jaiden spirit?” Connor asked. “Think of it this way.” Connor said. “Remember the times you told us about how you dreamed of waking up there, finding your lover there, etc.” He added. “Take it as an opportunity.” “Connor’s right.” I agreed. “Who knows when you will achieve that dream.” I said. “Always remember that we’re here for you.”

Isn't it her dream? Last night, Angel raved about many things which he thought were honest. One of Angel's ramblings was to be able to be in bed with him. Angel admitted that she had been imagining him in every erotic dream she had. Angel also admitted that the reason she was late at that time was because she was too engrossed in her erotic dreams, and she didn't hear her alarm screaming loudly. And now, Angel had gotten what she wanted most all this time. “I won't fire you. Why do you think I would fire you?”

Angel woke up in the middle of the night with wet cheeks. She was dreaming. Not a bad dream that befell Angel, but a beautiful dream. Angel dreams that she is on vacation with her little family in a villa. In her dream, Sean is teaching Harriet to swim. Meanwhile Angel saw herself preparing snacks for them. There is no wheelchair that Angel uses. Her body was not thin like now. There was only laughter between them. Oh, the dream was so beautiful that she woke up feeling shattered. Can't Angel just live in her dream?

I can't lose my angel! *************************