Angel Of Vengeance Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Of setting innocent lives against one another all because two men in suits have a difference of opinion. But this book is interesting. It’s about the original angel war. A warm breeze flows through the room. Tugging my hair and tumbling the pages. The wind curls around me when it lands on a page of a warrior. And angel above the rest. An angel that resembles my mother. Although his is much more built and has a stone cold expression on his face, the features are so similar to hers. ‘Train. Fight. Battle. Win.’ The wind whispers into my ear like a lovers breath fanning my cheek. ‘He dragged you into this. Drag him out of it.’

This is the only thing that could ease my mind right now, the rain would make my worries go away just for a second so I tried composing myself. I clenched my fist, looked straight and aimed for those Dark Nights. Tonight, the Blood will come out and their flesh will be burned in the rain. I shouted and then there I felt all my bones cracking, feeling the burning sensation all over my body. I am now turning off what I should be, a wolf that is not scared to die for her people. I glared and ran towards the border. I could see them killing our people so I attacked them one by one, leaving no one alive. This is the pay of their actions towards us, feel the wrath of my raging emotions.

that he would reach the point where he would one by one erase my family from the world because of his selfishness. So, now that I was lucky enough to survive the accident I faced to escape my demon husband, I would really use the miracle that happened to me to get up and start again. And when the time is right, I will return to them. I will return him to pay for his arrears to me. "When he returned to this country, we welcomed him with cruel karma. I will take Sarah back and I will make that family suffer the deluge they made me suffer. Because the moment we face each other once again, they will taste how sweet my vengeance is.”

asked Valencia, now calmer to accept some of the information Zean was giving her. "Sister Alexa, your other identity is Angel of Death, a leader of an underworld organization called The Devil. An organization engaged in the illegal arms business and the like. And the organization you lead was ranked first in the list of best businesses at least two years ago. Due to your disappearance, The Devil has been on hiatus for the past two years." Zean explained slowly and calmly to keep Valencia from getting depressed. Valencia was shocked at first, and she almost experienced the same symptoms as a while ago. But Zean patiently guided Valencia to breathe slowly until Valencia was able to organize he

Dead Silent! BOOK 2 ON THE WAY!! (Vengeance on the cruel Alpha King ) -THE END-

As part of us, you have to understand there are no criminals, we all are criminals. We play the roles of angels and whatever is handed over to us. We do not bite our own and most importantly…WE DO NOT BITE THE HANDS THAT FEED US '' They all joined Tessa as they chorused, the last vow. Kelly looked up at all of them like they were nothing but a flock of sheep in her eyes.

Angel faced a lot in this book, but each struggle was necessary to bring her to where she was in the end because those struggles were used to strengthen her and also aid the pack, such as with the traitors. For those who met the twins as infants in the first book, they have always been her protectors and desired to make her smile. They would do anything for her, just as we saw in this book. Some readers felt that Angel did not need them and could stand on her own. While she is strong, she is not invincible. They protected her physically but also emotionally, something that she desperately needed, especially when she felt lost.

NOELLE I'm still trembling when he pulls his fingers away, and I whine at the loss, my hips jerking after him. His eyes are dark, his chest heaving. But he's scanning the boutique, his nostrils flaring. "Angel," he rasps, his voice husky. "We need to move. The New Order might be close. The incense—" Rage ignites under my skin instantly. I shove myself off the wall, my legs shaky. "No."

My body was betraying me, constantly growing hot and unbearably sensitive but I was safe. Everything happened in a blur, first, all I heard was Azrael’s growl, and then two of the guys were being slammed into the wall. Azrael is half-shifted—his wolf is unlike any other wolf I've ever seen. It made no sense. His claws were inches deep into both of their jugulars. The way blood sprayed from their flesh splashing Azrael’s face made me cringe even in my drugged dazed state. Caspian on the other hand had a guy pinned to the wall, his fangs tearing his neck apart, making the guy choke loudly on his own blood.

DEVIKA I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Vance’s words still echoed in my head, sharp and cold, like the edge of a knife pressed to my throat. My heart was racing, my wolf still pacing wildly inside me, growling and howling that one word I didn’t want to hear again. Mate. No, it wasn’t true. The moon goddess couldn’t be this cruel. Then suddenly, Vance jerked back, coughing loudly like something had caught in his throat. His eyes left mine, and he turned his back as if I had burned him.