Angel's Bliss Novels & Stories

“I go by Mischief now.” Mischief grasped the Addict’s arm, swinging him to his feet and then in a wide arc. The angels’ wings wrapped around each other, as they slow danced to the song that had been played for me, close and intimate. Then the Addict purred. I blinked. Angels purred when they were happy…? Or maybe only when they were hard-on happy…? Either way, that was hot. “Zophia or Mischief, I care only that you’re here,” the Addict murmured. “The sorceres—”

She fails to raise her hand and extend it to me as Blaze walks across the threshold to the front door, making this all seem pretty fucking realistic. Blazes' grip tightens around my thighs with every step he takes, “your tears are wasted on someone like your mother, Angel.” His voice is clipped with an underlay of gentleness to it that embraces my lady bits, setting them ablaze with arousal. “I.. I didn’t say anything.” I reply through gritted teeth, my gaze fixating on the ground as I concentrate on my breathing. “You didn’t have to. Your emotions are on full display with the black roses contaminating the front yard.”

The pups’ laughter fades away and when I opened my eyes, Divina and my pups were gone. Archangel Gabriel gives me a sympathetic look. “It would have been a beautiful life. It’s the one I was rooting for,” he says quietly. The background shimmers and the colors morph into a new landscape and an angel with light blue wings stands with their back to me. Wings that remind me of Divina’s. I can’t tell if the angel is male or female at this angle. They stand at the edge of a cliff looking out over the ocean as it crashes against the rocks below. My breath catches when the angel turns and it’s Divina. She looks sad. Her eyes are dull with dark circles. She is dressed in battle gear and her shoulder

Leyanne and Lyra Helene went to their mother, and Selene chose to be with me. She wrapped her arms around my neck. “I love you, Daddy.” Her lips puckered, and she planted a kiss on my cheek, then she went to her mother, while Leyanne and Lyra Helene hugged and kissed me before walking on the bed toward their usual places when they sleep. “Okay, girls, prayer time,” Angela reminded them. Our three angels nodded and started their long prayers, thanking the day that I didn’t need to ask Angela what happened between Lalaine and her because of what I heard from the girls. They also included their wishes but what made me raise my eyebrows was about having another puppy and their last petition.

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

"Angel." Angel was stopped crying when she hears his voice in a low tone. Even though she closes her eyes, she will immediately know who is the owner of that voice. The way he pronounces her name, she really knows that that’s her man, that’s the man who owns her heart and her soul. The reason why her heart beats like this. Honestly, she wants to hear it again and again. “Josh?” she answered even though she knows that Josh can’t hear her voice. She hurriedly got out of her bed and wiped her tears. She has been crying for a while and asking her guardian angel to meet him once more.

A – She shivered under him, the smirk on his face made him look more devilishly handsome, she tried to intimate him, and she placed her hands around his neck, whispered: “You look no less, incredibly handsome and smoking Hot” Shivay was bowled out by her boldness; she is indeed a beautiful witch in the form of Angel, he chuckled and griped his hold on her, now her shyness was back. Suddenly colourful fireworks burst in the sky, adding glory to the night sky, many hearts appeared in the sky and the words “WILL YOU MAKE ME YOUR BOYFRIEND” Appeared in the sky, making her stunned, tears formed in her eyes, she was so happy, she felt bliss, she turned to look at him, but the sight left her more s

With a dull boom, dazzling fireworks exploded across the night sky, shattering into millions of starlights before slowly falling away. The shifting light painted Victor’s profile in flickers of brightness and shadow, like something out of a dream. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin on my shoulder as he murmured, “Do you like it? I prepared this just for you.” I stared at the brilliant yet fleeting display, and an uncontrollable sadness hit me. This grand beauty felt just like the time I had with Victor; it was gorgeous but destined to disappear.

These souls would be reborn after some time into humans limiting the existence of supernaturals to some extent save for a handful of cases over the past few centuries. At first, the two kinds lived together mingling and being a part of each other's life. They weren't divided into separate worlds like they are now and it all happened in the name of love. Talking about the present time, there are two worlds divided by the darkness named Void. Utopia is the place said to be the home of white-winged beings while Abyss is the home to coal-winged beings. If the two different creatures were to stand in front of anyone without their wings out, it would be impossible to distinguish. The only thing al

She didn't say anything but kept silent while turning her fists into balls. "Hmm, I don't think you could get yourself ready by your own. Your body is still sore isn't it!?" Amara heard the maid's voice again and she stepped out of the bathroom realizing that she doesn't have any option other than agreeing with her. That's how she got dressed up in a black lacy dress which hugged her body showing off all those gifted curves which looked like they were sculptured by the god himself. Mrs. Hess, the old maid who helped Amara to dress up praised the girl who's looking herself in the mirror dressed like an angel.