Angel Of Dreams Novels & Stories

she wanted to wake her up and saw her smile and chat with her like she used to do but what she didn't know was that she was in her own dreams full of frightful nightmares that made her squirm and had an internal battle with herself , Dies she really have nightmares, ? Or is it somthing else ? Queen angela wanted nothing but her daughter to wake up but she did not know what kind of storm is coming to her , she adored the little girl but she had no idea that she was going to make her life hell just because of her little mistake she did back then, My dear please wake up angela caressed her daughters cheek and soon she went out of her room leaving the little girl alone ...Soon after she le

Sleep pulled me under before I could fight it. When I woke up, the room was dark. The lights were off. “Angel?” I called out. I sat up and went to the window, pulling the curtains aside. Outside, night had already fallen. “Angel,” I called again. No answer. My heart began to race. I fumbled for the switch and turned on the light. My eyes scanned the room, and then I saw her. She was on the floor. Sleeping. “What the hell…” I whispered. Why was she on the floor?

It was too good. The last thread of my control snapped and I slammed into her again and again until she was squeezing me tight, her body jerking as she orgasmed, sending me off the cliff into an orgasm so strong, there were black spots in my vision. Flipping her over, I entered her again, riding out our orgasms until the only thing she was saying was one word. My name. Over and over again. That was when I realized what the danger with Angel was. Sweet, shy and curious Angel. The danger was that one night with her might not be enough. Fuck the forbidden fruit; I wanted the whole damn tree.

Raymond, grim-faced, pushed aside anyone who tried to stop him and led Melanie to the hospital. He knelt before the lifeless Bethany. "Mom, don't worry about Melanie. I'll take good care of her and make her the happiest woman in the world. As long as I'm alive, I'll make sure neither you nor Melanie suffers." It would seem that the promises he made were only good for seven years. Feeling like a chunk of her heart had been ripped out, Melanie opened her mouth to say something, but the tears came first. So this was what being in agony felt like.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

I drift my eyes to where I last saw Tee, Angel is there, she's talking to her friend who is dressed as Chucky. Angel is dressed as an Angel, I know, very cliche but at least it's a dark angel, it's black wings are not too spreaded and thank luck because she'd be hitting people with them. She wears a short white prom dress to compliment her wings, I hate to admit it but it's sexy and definitely not a try hard costume.

More people that I had never met before came and went; as the future continued and flashed before my eyes. Angels had visited me who claimed to be my guardians. I have three, by the way; their names are Tamiel, Zadrael, and Hadrael. It was almost as if they were translucent with a golden hue of light that outlined their forms. They had to be ten feet tall, with long flowing golden hair. A golden light outlined their wings, with all of the colors of the rainbow that swirled the insides of their wings. They were so beautiful. With each visit, they would cast a bright golden light over my body to give me the healing I needed. Then they would award me with a glimpse into my possible future. I co

She wasn't sure if she was ready for that chapter. “Don't think too much about this Lia, everything is going to be okay. Who knows, maybe you might find the man of your dreams there.” Jane winked at her. The man of her dreams. ‘Amber eyes’. It was all just a dream, no man would want to be with her after everything that Davis did to her. Her past was terrible. “Please...” Jane pleaded. “I-i will go Mrs McCain...b-but w-what if I fail the interview?” Accalia asked with a stammer.

Nothing could contain my tears and I started bawling like a child, sobs broken from my throat. Her little arms wrapped around me and she held me tightly. “It’s okay, Angel. Jul told me you had to go, even though you didn’t want to, and you loved me a lot. I knew you would come back; the woman from the moon told me that in my dreams.” “The woman from the moon?” I echoed. Startled, I parted the hug to search Stella’s green-blue eyes. “Yes, the Goddess, silly. She visited me in my dreams when I was sad and told me you weren’t gone forever like mum and dad. Don’t cry, Angel, we are together now,” she said softly, wiping my tears.

The 19years old strolled to her bathroom and decided to have a shower before starting her day properly, she'd call her Boyfriend and brother too, though she didn't know if her careless dad had done so. ~ Oxford, stroke noon and the 12 O'clock oxford bells chimed loudly waking the napping dogs and sleeping babies, companies going into break and the superstores filled with buyers. Joachim Mateo, clad in a brown raincoat in the Drizzling afternoon walked into a book store which was opposite a south African student club building, He pulled down his hood, stared around the store before catching a sight of The keeper stretched on the floor in a corner of the room, his head below a wooden desk and