Angel Smile Novels & Stories

She is someone worth loving. -Here I am! Look at this, what's up?” Angie returns excitedly in a yellow dress with tulle pleats and sparkles on the corset. What am I divine! — I love it! She highlights your eyes and makes a perfect match with your hair, you should make a straight braid and a little powder on the cheeks would finish highlighting your face. Let's see, come closer to the camera, honey, I want to see those details in the corset well.

Henry said faintly as his sexy lips revealed a smile. "Really? That's great." Angel's big eyes were sparkling as she was smiling delightfully. Angel's thrilling tone elevated Henry's mood. 'Will that lady be looking forward to his return as well?'

A commotion outside of the room pulled me out of my negativity as I stood and opened the door to check on it. “What the hell is—,” I wasn’t able to finish my sentence as I saw the reason for the commotion standing in front of me. “Angeline,” I breathed, as I was taken aback by her beauty. It’s been a while since I saw her face, her original face and the smile she had on just took the air in my lungs out of me. Elias cleared his throat pulling me out of the trance of the goddess in front of me only to realize that fact too late.

Pavitra said suddenly, her gaze full of surprise and admiration. Angelique laughed softly. She was used to the reaction, though it still made her a little shy. Her white-blonde hair, cut into a sleek long blunt bob, framed her oval face perfectly. Olive-green, fox-like eyes shone with quiet intensity above soft pink lips. Her high cheekbones and sharp jawline lent her a kind of effortless elegance. Her complexion was luminous — neither too pale nor too rosy — and her long, graceful legs and subtle curves made her presence both delicate and striking. “Oh, thank you. You’re beautiful too,” Angelique replied sincerely.

she said with a gentle smile. "What am I?" "You are an angel, capable of good and evil. Angel's like you are born every hundred years. Your purpose on earth is to bring peace to all. From what I have seen, you seem to be a very pure being, but at the same time there is a darkness swallowing you whole. You must never succumb to your dark side or else you could be the end of all living things" she explained. "An angel?" I asked bewildered. "Yes. That's the reason why your wolf is white, it represents your angel side. You are the only white wolf in the entire world"

The scars of the past were no longer visible. Angeline's smile was bright. She was glowing and looked just like how she did when she gave a speech after receiving an award that time. She shone so brightly that it would make one's heart flutter when they saw her.

I wrap my arm around her waist. "auummm... So yummy ",she moaned. I feel myself hard again. That's what magic her moan always do on me. "angel... You want something else or should we go home ",I said in desperation. She smirked .she knew what her moans do with me. "no.. I want ice cream. ", "no angel.. It's not healthy. You can order something else. ",I said sternly. With final looks. She knows what that mean .whole ride she didn't talk to me. Not even look at me.

She muttered, “Just answer the question.” I sensed she was trying to control her anger. I shrugged and said, “Nothing unusual. Only a kiss to tell us we are two different individuals.” “Only a kiss?” Alisson exclaimed. “Did Sin know about this?” “I didn't…” “I know now.” Sin said. I flushed as he appeared in front of me. I avoided his gaze and stared at Elena instead. Her mate, Aiden, was with her, helping her out of the seat, and she flashed a smile my way and mouthed, “Good luck.”

"Like what you see?" Bell said, teasing. I chuckled. "Hell ya! You are dangerously beautiful. My little nieces and nephews are gonna be so freaking cute!! Just so we both have an understanding, they're spoiled." We both laughed. "What's so funny?" I heard Angel say from the steps. We watched her come down. Angel wore this pretty pink, v- neck baby doll dress. It fell to above the knee and was super flowy. She wore pink platformed high heeled shoes, and allowed her natural loose curly hair to fall down around her shoulders. She, too, wore light makeup and a faint pink gloss that looked beautiful against her sunkissed skin. She was a little darker than Bell, so the light pink suited her well.

The woman smiled at him, “What a very romantic prince you remain as.” “Ofcourse.” Cleoffe replied. I froze when the woman’s gaze found mine. She wrinkled her brows then smiled, “And who is this beautiful young lady we have here? A princess, perhaps? Or are you Miss Sachiel’s daughter? You somewhat resemble her when she was at your age.” I glanced at Cleoffe then looked at the woman, “G-Good Evening, m-ma’am… I-I’m Angela Santos.” “She’s my girlfriend.” Said Cleoffe.