Angel Title Novels & Stories

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.

feeling unsure and not really wanting to give her secret to other people, especially this newly formed family of unknown heroes. “What do you mean by special?” asked Brooke, as she touched Jane on the shoulder to console her. “When needed, I change,” Jane whispered. “What do you mean by ‘change?’ Like those things out there?” asked Gabe. Well, yes and no.” Jane took a deep breath and set them down. “Angelinka is a name I was called in the old language.” “What is Angelinka?” Scott asked. “Angelinka is old testament, a hound of god. And she is used when things need stopping,” Jane said. “And only then do I use her.”

“They don’t know anything useful. Low-level muscle. They were hired through a middleman, paid in silver. They never saw the one who gave the orders. They called him ‘the Angel.’ That’s it.” The Angel. The man who had pointed a gun at Peniel. The one who got away. The name was like a splinter in my mind. “Keep trying,” I said, my voice low. “There has to be someone that knows where they are. Find a name. A location. Anything.” They were out there. Julie. Kael. The one they called the Angel. They were waiting. Rhea nodded. “I'm on it.” She hesitated. “How is she?”

How rude. I heard a mocking laugh from somewhere. What was so funny? I irritably looked at Kreo. He coughed to stop laughing and pretended to smile at me. Were they making fun of me? I pursed my lips to stop myself from getting angry. “A-Astraea… He’s the prince of Devoc Empire, Prince of darkness,” Angel said softly, her cheeks turning red. What?! So he was the strongest among the royalties?! Oh, shit! “Haze Tevan Devoc, the crown prince of Caelum World.”

Hinata's expression quickly shifted from confusion to suspicion, and she crossed her arms defensively. “What are you talking about?” she demanded, her voice rising. “How do you know all this? You must be crazy!” Angela shook her head, about getting frustrated by Hinata's stubbornness. “You can look it up yourself. Antonio Montero. He’s an American celebrity. If you don’t believe me, search for him. His past, his family, everything you need to know is out there on the internet. He is not your Diego. He is my Antonio”. Hinata’s face flushed with anger and fear and her eyes widened at the sudden bravery in Angela's wet eyes.

And do you know why I had downed three shots of tequila already only to become more stressed? A certain thing called Angeles. A little piece of advice – never mess with gangs. I had messed with one and even worse, I had messed with their stupid leader. The alpha, the big kahuna. The deadliest being in the whole world, his name only spoken when you wanted a death wish: Angeles. He had been named accordance to his gang, it only making him seem more lethal. Nice going Jenny, way to mess with the devil himself.

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

She offered him a gentle smile before stepping forward to bow low before the queen. "Your Majesty, with all due respect, we have traveled a long way to be here, and we only wish to see for ourselves whether our packmate is well," she said calmly and humbly, keeping her head bowed and gaze averted. Layon watched the queen examining Angel, watched the way her brow raised and her face turned to a deep scowl. "And you are?" "Angel Hale, Silverdale omega, Your Majesty,"