Novel & Cerita Angel Unaware Book

ANGELINA'S POV: I opened my eyes slowly, the lights blinding me slightly as I try to adjust them to my surroundings. I'm back in my bed-chamber. Sitting up I look around in confusion as last night's happenings all come swarming back into my mind. I look down at my body, there's not a single bruise or cut upon me. 'how did I heal so fast?' that awful memory of that man, Barrett fills my head. Tears fill my eyes and sting my cheeks as I sob uncontrollably, my body trembles as I rock back and forth, pulling my knees to my chest. A numbing feeling overcomes my entirety. I feel empty. Hollow. Disgusting. He has tainted me. He took what was most precious to me, something I'd been longing to give t

But actually, I’m somehow grateful that at least, I was already able to have short conversations with him though not a proper one … but at least. “I’m Angela Santos. A seventeen-year-old girl who’s living with her two siblings in a small apartment. Both of our parents died in an accident when I was still young so I had to find a job even if I’m still underage just for us to have some food to eat. Until I met— “DO YOU REALLY WANT ME TO TEAR THAT FUCKING MOUTH OF YOURS?!” He angrily said then threw a book at me which I luckily avoided. “YES!! I WAS ABLE TO AVOID THE BOOK!” I exclaimed while clapping my hands.

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

Swaying on my feet, my body finally gave up on the fight of staying awake and I lost consciousness. ... I woke up with hands wrapped tightly around me. I followed the hand that led me to the most handsome face I have ever seen before. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep, almost like an angel. A wide smile spread across my lips as I stared at him like a creep. I couldn't believe that this fine specimen was all mine. It felt too good to be true, like a dream. But this was my life now. I had the perfect mate and we were madly in love with each other.

There was a silence between them and, carefully, Gabriel looked up to see Carla gazing at the floor as if she was trying to say something but didn’t know if she should which gave him a creeping, awful gut feeling that something horrible had happened and he- Carla cleared her throat but even that didn’t stop her wavering voice. “Angie had twins, Gabriel. A boy and a girl. When we came through whatever that portal-thingy was, it sent her into labor. She was put into a coma because she lost a lot of fucking blood, I had to donate mine to save her” - Carla frustratingly wiped at tears and swallowed her hiccups - “and when we found out she was pregnant with twins it was already too late. Her son

“I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.” As soon as he said those words, he vanished. His entire presence simply disappeared before me. I clenched my fists tightly. Then, out of nowhere, my attention snapped toward the window. Luna Ravina had appeared. “Angelicca... Looks like they have to send you off sooner than expected... But I will add something to the punishment... Thank goodness I wasn't late for this..." I didn’t hesitate. I rushed toward her with full force but just as I was about to reach her, a sudden burst of black light exploded from the cr

"There’s nothing to see, don’t come any closer” Angela cried out. It was easy to grab the book from her, just like taking candy from a handicapped baby. When he took the book, Angela felt the heat of embarrassment travelled up to her cheeks and the throbbing in between the legs increased. Antonio went through the pages, his eyes wide open in awe, and then he got to a page and stopped it to read the page out. “Stop it already” Angela screamed out, trying not to touch herself due to the throbbing sensation in her clit…

The tension between him and Riya was palpable and the tension in the room was so thick it could be cut by a butter knife. When they were out of sight, she stole to where the babies are knelt beside them, cooing like a dove. “You guys take care of yourself, I’m sticking with these angels, and yes, they are sleeping in my bed tonight.” Georgia raised up an eyebrow, “Trust me, you don’t want do that. Especially when there is a life sized Annabelle doll in the mix.” Riya looked at her in confusion, “what do you mean?” “The female,” Anna responded, forking the last bite of pancakes down her throat, “she packs a punch.”

Raff starts. “I know. I should have told you last night or maybe this morning, but Rafferty Maellan Verdante Addams, you have no right to go through my things and read my spell book!” Willow shouts. Raff looks shocked at the accusation and a bit scared. “Woah there princess! No one went through your things or read your spell book. Just hear Raff out, then you can explain what your spell book has to do with you being more fae than we thought,” Aiden says, stepping to block Raff from her wrath if she unleashes it.

I read a few pages from one of the books and my wonderment went up a notch. Angel, Eva… They were nothing like what their families had been. Their lives at the moment looked so peaceful, so ordinary. But I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was missing something. They left me no clues, no loose ends, nothing to hold on to. “Looking for something?.” A too-familiar voice suddenly said, startling me. The book made a loud bang on the floor and I turned to see Angel, sitting casually by a window, a book nestling in his lap.