Angel S Pawn Novels & Stories

He looked almost like he had been petrified in stone. Karl enthusiastically introduced me. "Dad, this is my girlfriend and your future daughter-in-law. She's beautiful and adorable, isn't she? "Her name's Lindsey Hawthorn. We were classmates back in the day. "Babe, this is my dad, Eric Buckley. He's a total beast at making money, and one day, it'll all be ours!" he finished off with a laugh.

"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.

The girl exclaimed, visibly petrified. “Damn it!” Angel said as she released a sky full of petals. Since she had received her mother’s Goddess of Nature legacy, her special powers were more in touch with nature. Each and every one of these petals she made was a deadly weapon. Suddenly, a voice shrieked loudly. “Summer! Be careful!” ‘Summer?’ Angel turned her head and was met with a horrific sight. Summer was surrounded by four Iron Demons at the time. They used their swords to set up a sword formation, trapping Summer entirely. These swords were radiating law power too. Hence there really was no way out of that.

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

But his gaze was unflinching, his expression hard and unyielding. “You… you’re just using me,” I whispered, the words tasting like ash on my tongue. “All this time, I was just a tool in your revenge. Nothing more.” He nodded as if I’d finally understood. “Exactly. You were convenient, Angela. Nothing more, nothing less. And once I’m done, once Lyra is where I want her, you’ll be nothing more than a fading memory. You thought you meant something to me, but you’re wrong. You’re just a pawn. And that’s all you’ll ever be.”

Content Warning (Explicit) This chapter contains graphic sexual content, strong language, and themes of infidelity, power dynamics, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Intended for mature audiences 18+. If you are sensitive to morally gray relationships, explicit erotica, or taboo dynamics, please proceed with caution. Angel’s Pov. Dropping to my knees like the desperate sinner I was, I wrapped my fingers around him, dragging my nails along the throbbing veins that marked his shaft. The sight of his swollen tip and the feel of his heat in my hand made my nipples tighten and my pussy throb—soaked and aching with fresh want. I licked my lips, teasing th

Just emptiness. “You can’t shut me out,” I said, my voice low, almost breaking. “Not after what you just did. Not after you—” My words strangled themselves in my throat. She blinked once, then finally spoke, her voice hollow. “He said I’ll always be a pawn. No matter what I do.” Her father. That bastard. Rage flared hot in my chest, but I forced it down, swallowing hard. Now wasn’t the time for my anger. Now was the time to keep her from breaking down completely.

Both appear relaxed and familiar with each other. There are several more photos of her with the same man. My grip tightens around the pictures. "Who is he?" I ask Angel Angel's expression darkens. "One of the Varkai princes." “What the fuck!” I exclaim, staring at the photograph. Slowly, I look up. "How did you get these?" Angel folds his arms. "That’s the craziest thing, Alpha. Some of these were emailed anonymously to my home address, and since I haven’t been home since the attack, they've been lying in my mail box for the goddess knows how long."

” Angel spat “Angel it's not like that—" “Then what is it like?! I am sick of people justifying everything bad they do! Why not just own to it! Tell to me to my face! tell me that you never cared and that you were using me! tell me that I was just a pawn in your game, tell me the truth! it's the least I deserved. “It's not what you think, I love you so much I love you so much son, I—"

Angel is still the same person, it's just that she now has limitations. But Sean's request was ignored. Angel now closed her eyes, and soon tears flowed from those beautiful eyes. As Sean was about to speak again, he realized one thing. The bed used by began to be wet with pee. And at that moment Sean squeezed his hands together and turned around as quickly as possible. Sean lowered his head before he burst into tears again. ---