Angel S Pawn Novels & Stories

"It's a beautiful name. But if you try to use it to control my creative work, Leonard, I'll walk away from the roles and the money. I'm fighting for my voice, not for your investment." "It's yours," he confirmed, pouring his own coffee. "Mine is just the funding. I want you to shine so brightly that Mason goes blind watching you. That's the only return I need." Angel giggled again, drawing my attention. She had taken a small piece of bacon and was trying to feed it to Elias, who looked mildly terrified but accepted the offering with a gracious bow. "Good soldier," Angel smiled brightly, clapping her hands. I smiled, a genuine, warm smile. Angel was the key to this whole terrible house. She m

“Enough. Tell me, how do I make Rachel come back to me?” Vincenzo replied, “Did you actually believe that? You really are an idiot.” I raised a brow, my right hand slowly moving toward the gun at my waist. “I can’t make Rachel change her mind,” Vincenzo added, “but I can help you kill her and put you back on your throne as the Don.” A sinister smile spread across his face. “The price is Brooklyn and Queens.” I said nothing. Just as my fingers brushed against my gun, the guard beside me pressed a barrel against my head.

I would suggest you find out what Kingsley did with your money.” He seemed to have his voice back as he said, “You’re not taking my horses.” Angel smirked wickedly and said, “Want to bet on that?” she heard Jackson snicker and she threw a look at him that stopped him cold as she turned to the man, she said “I can feel sympathy for your situation and circumstances. But I own those horses; they will be going home with me tonight. My men are on their way to retrieve them as we speak, anyone who tries to hinder that, will find himself flat on his backside. Am I being clear enough for you?” The man looked at her and said, “Look honey, I don’t know who you think you are, but you will not take wha

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;

She gripped the glass tighter, tears suddenly stream down her eyes, she was worried, yet couldn’t move any step towards him. The moment she saw him turning his face to Pocco and ready to suck his blood, she whispered, “Please, don’t, please, Blake... I know you’re a good person, please prove to me I’m not wrong. That I’m right in choosing you over my duty as an Angel.” She knew that he was not able to hear it, but she didn’t whisper it for him to hear her beg, but it was from her mind that came out to her mouth.

It would be a big festival, because new born seeds are rare and would always occur, thrice in a year. But Lucifer had a mission which had never been successful since his rule, rather, since his existence. The mission was to extract the forged excalibar from the lines gate of earth. The excalibar would give him divine dominion to rule over all the Earth's realm and beyond. But the white angels from the moon realm, Ishka would never allow his minions to get hold of the excalibar. Even Lacian with his pack had been sent, several times. They ravaged all the corners of earth, yet there was no sight of it. Maybe they weren't committed enough. One fateful day, Ichabod summoned his legion of angels

Isla went to the palace. Arin took the arrow and started looking at it. Who can attack them.If the owner of this arrow is something other than a human, then he should know Arin that Arin is an angel.And no one can be higher than an angel. Arin was very angry. He changed from his human form to his true form, the Angle form. And he shouted, "Who has the courage to shoot arrows at me come forward?"

Then looking directly at me he patted his belt, where the scalps of his victims swung; and I knew what my fate would be if he got his hands on me. “Don’t you even look at her,” Cain growled. His stance low and screaming aggression. The crazy angel just began to laugh and laugh, his head flung back, white hair rippling down his back as he flexed his one wing. “Once I get done with you, son of Adam and brother killer, I am going to show her what it's like to really scream in fear.” Cain was a blur as he charged the angel, who was more than ready for the impact. Cain slammed him into the tree behind him, the tree I recognized that had marked our meeting spot with those at the base. The one Usel

Did I look funny? "Nice to meet you, Sacha", Alan smiled, exposing his fangs. Of course, he was a vampire. Why had I expected something else? "I've heard a lot", he said sensually and I stifled the urge to wretch. Well, I can't say the same, bozo. Gosh, I really wished I was anywhere else. I could foretell that this was going to be a very long night. Very long. "Alan is from the fifth house of pure blood", my father cut in with that piece of information.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."