Angel S Pawn Novelas e Histórias

Plus being known as the royal king he wouldn’t dare challenge me, so I knew our location would be kept secret. The mix of wolfsbane and liquidised silver wasn’t keeping Angel down for as long as I had hoped. Every twenty minutes or so she would regain consciousness so I had one of the wolves re-inject her. I knew what I needed to do for Angel to be marked and I honestly didn’t care. So what if it degraded her, her father degraded me with all the shitty jobs he gave me. Whether he realised it or not didn’t matter anymore, I knew I would get the last laugh by taking his daughters virtue and not giving her the chance to be with her fated mate the one person who would unconditionally love her.

He pauses, "But, I have to take you from behind with my eyes on that little ass as you come all over my cock again, mou angel [my angel]" Gods... yes... My inner goddess hisses with glee when he starts walking into his room from the ensuite.

I couldn't believe that I destroyed the cabin completely. I dropped to my knees in despair and let out yet another painful cry. The tears ran down my face like a river as I sobbed uncontrollably. I did this. I vaguely remembered the warning I had received from the angel when I thought I was dead. She had warned me that I had the power for good and also for great destruction. I had vowed to myself from that day that my powers would only be used for good. I wanted to laugh at my old self as I now stood in front of my own destruction.

Once again, a slow mischievous smile graced my lips. He had been too concerned with capturing my knights and rooks that he’d forgotten to defend his empire. Rather unfortunate. Much like this, Angel Winchester was as good as a pawn in a game much larger, darker, than she could fathom. Roma only interpreted the risks, but my insatiable desire to conquer this city, Las Vegas, and seize back my reins of control was a greater priority than the self-destructive sacrifices I’d have to make. There’s no peace till even hell has been devoured.

Unlike what a majority thought, Ema Claw was much more than a software company. My eyes caught sight of a frail female figure advancing towards me and a gentle but wicked smile played at the corner of my lips. I looked to my watch. It was exactly 9am. Why was I not surprised? My pawn had arrived just on time. I saw her look at me with pained eyes which I shrugged off. "Take a seat" I said and I saw her bite her lips in hesitation but sit down eventually. "You look rather worn out bitch. Seems this week was a bit tough for you?

And it seems some of those antiques went missing two days ago. “Give it to me straight,” I speak with firmness. “It seems they meet every Tuesday, same time, same place at the Bistro Bar just outside of Auckland.” He blows air out of his nose. “I witnessed her sliding over one of four Angels your mamma possessed with the gold chain and a ruby stone.” I let out a scoff that was filled with anger, rage, and wrath. The real Angel alone goes for thirty thousand dollars. All four, for a hundred thousand. “Grazie. I will-” The words fade from my lips when Selena comes barging into the room with a look of outrage engulfing her.

author pov Chip and Bob had been glued at the hip all morning. They both stood in the middle of the fire pit on the phone with Alpha Lorn of the Starlight pack. They had no way of knowing for sure what was happening to others in the god realm. They knew something was going on because a few hours ago, anyone who had been moon touched or blood bonded with Katia, had begun crying out in pain. They had quieted down now, however, they all claimed to feel the goddess' pain still. Chip watched as the angels who had been led astray, screamed orders at the ugliest creatures he had ever seen. They looked like someone was trying to cross-breed different animals and something went wrong. Some had red sk

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

the whole pack chorused. "In case you are wondering who these are. This is my uncle, my father's junior brother, Alpha Bardulf Wulfblood of The Boldclaw Prowlers’ Pack and Luna Hera Wulfblood from Ohio. They are Angel’s parents. Their land was stolen and they were kept as slaves. A lot of us here know what that was like. But now they are free and now home. Accord them the courtesy you would accord me. Having them here feels like having my parents back."

An elderly man walked into the living room. "How may I help you?" he said and Andrews stood to his feet. "I am Peter. Peter Schmidt. I am the new head of Carter's guard. I was sent by Mr Carter to deliver this to Ms Green," he said and the man smiled "No problem, but tell Mr Carter, it would take more than roses and jewellery to appease my daughter," he said and called one of the servants to come for the items from Andrews. Andrews wonders what Ethan did, that it would take more than roses and jewellery to appease the woman. He handed the items to the servant who quickly exited the room with the items.