Angel Title Novels & Stories

I sit up and push the ball to the side. "Hey, look who's going out!" Ted suddenly exclaims and walks to the window. The other guys are busy with the game and clearly don't give a fuck. I walk to the window and see Angel walking out of the house with a bag hanging on her shoulder. I can't believe that I thought her name was Madonna. I blame that little asshole tied to the chair. "Damn! She looks hot" Ted says after a whistle. I glare at him and turn my attention back to the walking figure.

There is a wide grin on her face as she looks between us. My eyebrow quirks up. "Uh, I think we might need an explanation for that one," I say slowly, glancing over to see Daniel just as confused. "Hybrids are more powerful than normal angels, right? So, we break them out of rehab and have them help us take down the Council!" Daniel lets out an incredulous snort. "Are you insane? Do you remember how high security was there?" "Yes, but I have also seen the strength of your pack. Plus, Ana is probably one of the most powerful angels in the world now that she's got her wings back.

Angel pressed a kiss atop her head. "I should introduce you… Cole, this is my father; Alpha Bardulf Wulfblood of The Boldclaw Prowlers Pack. And my mother Luna Hera Wulfblood. Mum, dad, this is—" Angel said. "Let me, please,” Cole said, “It’s a great honour to get to meet you, Alpha Bardulf and Luna Hera. Here are my friends. This is Jason, Ash. Ed…” Cole continued and each one stepped forward to shake Alpha Bardulf’s hand and bow a little to Luna Hera. “And yes, you are right. I am human but you and your family are my families now," Cole continued. Angel's mother searched his eyes with a keen gaze and a frown furrowed her eyebrows. Cole directed his eyes to meet Alpha Bardulf’s gaze and th

Angel is a fairly tall man around six feet with broad shoulders with a lot of lean muscle, a slight tan with shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes. “Alpha Raven, it’s good to meet you,” Angel bows his head baring his neck making me nod while reaching out to shake his hand. “It is good to meet you, Angel. I hear you’re Alpha Osric’s brother and quite the warrior?” I question with a small smile as he firmly shakes my hand.

Titus was surprised to see the werewolf’s white eyes when he turned around. “You are not an Alpha, but your fur is black. What are you?” “My name is Ansel. I’m sure you have never heard of it. I’ll enlighten you; I’m very rare and ten times stronger than you ever will be, Alpha. I could kill you right now if I wanted to, but it would be too easy. I want you to partake in the pain first.” “Ansel? No wonder the Devil was scared. Why have you chosen to fight me? I don’t remember ever making you angry.”

She sips from her cup again. “I’ll be sure to pass it along,” she says. “He loves the praise.” “I would too,” I mumble. The sandwiches that Angela ordered arrive. I gently chew on one as I stew over what facts I’d just been introduced to. Angela is an Archival. Meaning, she has ties to the world’s greatest warrior. Even better than that, Angela is nice. Having someone nice on my side would be nice. Sure, Debbie is great. But Debbie can’t get inside the pyramid. Debbie isn’t intertwined with the Hayes like Angela is. Angela could be a powerful ally to help me brave my way through the next two months.

she asked. "Do you remember when we met when you were five years old, Miss? You asked me what I was running away from," she began, lowering her eyes. "And I'll tell you: my real life". Thetia frowned. "What does that mean?" she asked. Angela hesitated for a moment before answering. "My real name is not Angela Green. I am better known to my friends and family as Angela Franklin or Angela Di Angelli. I am both the daughter of the Queen and King of Abari and the wife of Paolo Di Angelli, the eldest son of Fabiana Di Angelli," she finally said. It was as if a huge weight had been lifted from her heart, she felt lighter.

He sits down on a plush leather sofa and pats the spot next to him, indicating that I should do the same. I hate this guy, and I definitely don’t want to obey him - but he holds Nash’s life in his hands, so I take a seat as far away from him as possible. “What’s your name?” “Sarah,” I say. “I’m Ansel. I’m the Alpha of the San Diego pack.” “I know.” “I’m sure that Nash has told you all sorts of terrible things about me, but I assure you, none of them are true,” Ansel says, looking directly into my eyes.

Angels are not just chubby babies with cute arrows They are strong and powerful entities You would be doing yourself great harm If you cross the path of this warrior angel -PenaciousShewa She walks into the building all sweaty and tired. Training with her father has lately become really intense. She is approaching the age of twenty-one and she will soon be officially named the delegate Alpha, and she will be crowned of course after her father passes on. School is ending in two months, and final exams start next week. Kayola has been able to successfully juggle school, training, and home. She however has to do more studying for her upcoming examinations.

Angeline said, “Nonsense. He’s so skinny. He’s as slim as a thread and not even tall. How can you compare him to your daddy and brothers?” Angel said with a confident face, “He’s obviously tall and fair-skinned with beautiful eyes. He looks just like an otherworldly prince.” Angeline was baffled… She glanced suspiciously at Gale’s back as he walked away. He was clearly a tanned and thin child. How did Angel mistake him for a tall and handsome prince? Angeline merely thought that Angel was still young, so her aesthetic conception was somewhat lacking. She did not take the matter to heart. At this moment, she was more worried about Baby Zetty’s safety.