Angel's Dad Novels & Stories

My head snapped towards his, "Don't go on my appearance. I am so angry at you right now that if I had four hands, I'd punch you!" "What? That makes no sense, Angel," he spoke, puzzled. "Not to people like you," I directed my fake smile towards him, "And stop calling me, Angel!" And what if I don't?" he challenged, raising his brows. But before I could give him a crispy reply, I heard my mom speak. "Who is there, Ella?" she asked. She was most probably in the kitchen. "A monkey!" I replied back, cupping my hands around my mouth. "Really?! It better not be real, Angela! You're not allowed to keep any pets after you killed your last cat!"

I said, looking up into those bright blue eyes that rivalled the sky in summer. "I’ll try." He replied, giving me a small smile. I smiled back, tiptoeing and kissing his cheek. "I love you, Dad." "I love you too Angel, I'm sure whoever you end up mated with won't really deserve you." He said. "All Dad’s say that." I replied, rolling my eyes. "So, the guy you were messing around with was Rayhan huh?" He said, his eyes calculating. My heart skipped a beat, I didn’t want to put the guy under fire…

"Ah, I get it. Yes, they like them... You’re not going to dye your hair, are you? Your dad says I look like a little angel." I pulled my face back, feeling the sourness — and it wasn’t from the juice. "Little angel? What the hell is that, Ana Liz?" She shrugged. "Don’t dye your hair, please. I can’t even imagine you as a blonde. I like you as you are." "Huh. I would never do such a crazy thing. But explain this angel thing." "Your dad seems to have a fetish for angels, maybe." A fetish for angels. He probably thought blonde women with implants were seraphs from a hospital.

"But I can search for another way to break the spell. It won't be easy, but I'll try." "Thank you. If you needed my help, just say it." "I won't. If you just start your training with Kai and the other three boys here, you'll be already helping. Cuz you need to be stronger, Ava. Oh-" she starts laughing, "and just for the record, your dad had white wings. Angelical wings, it was his shapeshifter thing. All of the faes had some peculiarities like him." "Are you kidding? You're really talking about my dad?"

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Tho all the angels still refer to me as the little one, i doubt if they even remember my real name, Getting a building of my own and having nothing to do, I decided to pick which angel I will be staying with most. I decided to go for the son of the supreme, the greater one but decided against it because he is the boring type. He is always serious and don’t joke with people, that was what I thought without knowing that I was wrong. So I settled for brother Luci. every day was always filled with fun with brother Luci, after he’s free from the supreme, he will teach me how to play different types of instrument and also how to train my voice to be like his own.

Who would leave such a little girl wandering alone in a huge building like this? "What's your daddy's name?" Angela requested. "Lucifer...daddy's name is Lucifer," Alicia said. Angela's eyes widened in shock. Lucifer Camphell?! This little angel is that jerk's daughter?! That means mother must be a saint! "I know where your daddy is, so don't worry," Angela said. The girl smiled instantly. Angela reached her hand for her to hold but Alicia spread out her hands wide hopped up and down like a cute bunny. "Pick me! Pick me!"

"She's not like the sluts you sleep with." I know! "Disappear," I order, and he walks away and flips me his middle finger. The guys stand up, then we make our way downstairs. "Where are you going?" my mom asks us as we reach the door. "Walking Angel to her gym class," Ted replies, and my mom nods. We walk out and start jogging so that we can join her. "Why the sudden interest with Angel?" Daniel suddenly asks as he jogs behind me. "I need a new prey," I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket.

"I'm being serious here. You know what a Nephilim is. Those stories I told you while you were young weren't stories at all." "So you're trying to tell me that you and I are half-angels?" "No. You are the Nephilim." "And you are... an angel? No, do you know how unbelievable that sounds?! Vampires I know exist. Wolves, ghouls, witches—all those exist. But angels? That's just so fucking ridiculous!" Her dad leaned back on his heels with a huff, his dark eyes glowing with annoyance as he stilled her with a gaze. "Fine then," he said, words tight and controlled. "I'll show you since you find it so hard to believe."

I said suddenly. "I mean, I don't know what is going on between you two," Dad started and I interrupted him, "Dad, nothing is going on. We only met at work, twice. And then there was a formal dinner with my colleagues and Angelina." "What was Angelina doing between your colleagues and the Alpha?" Dad asked. "She is his stepsister." I told and he raised his eyebrows in surprise and then nodded like he finally understood something. "What?" I asked.