Angel's Bliss Novels & Stories

I was barely handling my own. Reaching out once more this time to the seven unbonded angels. They stood in front of the training ground at attention. The first angel was blonde hair falling in waves to her small, slender shoulders. With those big wide enchanting lavender eyes would be so easy to get lost in. She couldn't hide her predatory gaze... Her eyes were such a contradiction to the rest of her more feminine features. A small upturned nose with soft pink plush lips, her lower lip fuller than her top perfect for sucking and biting on. Her petite frame and apple breast. She could easily pass for a sprite if it weren't for her angelic Lavender and grey wings dusted with white angel dust.

Angel adjusted the box she was holding under one arm and placed her free hand on her hip, looking at him with disgust for a moment before her face began to fall. “Don’t bother making promises you can’t keep and besides, it’s too late anyway.” The sadness in her voice might have been enough to tell Layon how she felt but it was in that moment that he saw a flash of memory in his mind’s eye, a woman who looked much like Angel but slightly older, a woman who was no longer around. The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack.

I smiled by resting in his embrace peacefully meanwhile in the sky good angel : awww I'm shy evil angel : huh good angel : how cute they're evil angel : I don't feel so good angel : blind guy see love everywhere evil angel : I don't think so good angel : why evil angel : because we makes a great pair than them good angel : WHAT

My body was now hopping up and down in ryhthm to his movements while my breast kept flapping hitting against each other. "Fuck me Angel, I don't want to be fucked by any other man, take me, take my fucking pussy and own it because it's yours." I begged amidst my moanful cries, Angel was driving me on a high I had never experienced before. I could feel my pupils almost getting to the end of my eye. My eyes were so blurry as Angel's persistent strokes filled me with torrents of sweetness and drove me to esctasy. "Fucking slut, how do you like my dick inside of you?" Angel said in a hoarse voice and I quivered at the mind blowing sensations I was experiencing.

I will get back to you “ Michal looked at her in anger “who.. are you exactly??” “Angle , you can call me Angel grace “ she smile at him cutely “so you are miss grace “He spoke smiling “seems like you heard of me , well I was waiting for the day I get my hands on you., too tired of killing those Lowe lives and peaks “ She spoke wiping her hands. “Are you talking about my men “A slight growl was heard in his voice. He advanced towards her, But she didn’t move back. She smirked and dug her heel in his right toe making him fall. “oh, I totally forgot your one of those peaks. No different. (she bent down)” what you thought you can touch me .Angel got up and Michal free hand was about to reach

Angel replied in a relaxed husky tone as he turned around to face her. "I'm not complaining,” she replied, beaming with smiles. Angel saw happiness radiating from her eyes, and he smiled warmly at her to cup her chin. He lowered his head to press a gentle but searing kiss on her lips. "You can have your brunch, dinner and anything you want beautiful," Angel said. "Yes?" "Yeah … But know this. Every chance I get, I'm going to fuck you," he rasped probing her lips apart as he kissed her. "And fuck you until you plead for mercy," he rasped.

Angel could not see it clearly because his sight was getting blurry. ‘Idiot, feel it instead of asking.’ Angel wanted to counter but he was totally weak until the cold breeze from the air suddenly touched his skin. It made him realize that the window that he was attempting to open was now widely opened for him. Then the alluring scent around the room was now moving smoothly around him. It was calming him down and his body collapsed. “Next time just call my name, my beloved one.” Mira whispered to his ears as soon as she pulled him into her arms and let him collapse there.

"...but my sister's fine, yes?" Someone says. "She's fine, just needs some rest" someone else says. Ugh, can they not see a girl trying to rest? Then the realization hits me, I'm in hell. I rub my eyes then slowly open it. I expect to black and red everywhere but it's white-ish. Wait, am I in heaven? My eyes gets used to the brightness and I look around. There's Liam standing in a corner next to Anthony. They're both staring intently at me.

Yumena’s lips curved into a smile. Mrs. Vega’s face beamed with happiness. “Well, I’m honored.” She turned to Jade, who sighed in relief after hearing Yumena’s remark. “May I ask who’s the owner of this sketchbook?” “Oh,” Jade muttered. “I’m not sure, Ma’am, but I saw it on your son’s table.” Hearing what she said, Mrs. Vega’s smile faded.

Well, Elijah had to stay at the Windsor’s Kingdom to make sure everything goes well in the village. The morning sun beamed peeking through the clouds. The carriage was prepared, for their departure. The maids were dressing up Angel, making her wear a beautiful baby blue gown, with matching jewelry that shone on her porcelain like skin. Angel was heading downstairs, when she glimpsed at Elijah’s figure standing at the very end of the corridor gazing upon her. She sweetly smiled at him. “Angel,” he approached her. “Yes? Elijah.” “You look absolutely mesmerizing,” he uttered while pushing one of her strands behind her left ear.