Angel Under Novels & Stories

Virendra exclaimed. "Yes, I hope Mr. Danial immediately kicks him!" Angela climbed into the car with a sinister smile. What kind of family is that? They accuse Angela of being a fox demon, when in reality they are the fox demon. "Just go straight home, Miss?" "Yes Jose. I'm so tired!" Angela exclaimed, rubbing the nape of her neck. "Okay."

she chuckled as she sipped on her wine in an elegant way. Amara just stared at the only girl who started conversation with her. The girl seemed like she was in her mid twenties, looked extremely gorgeous dressed in her wine red dress accompanied with deep neck line in the front showing off her cleavage a way too much. The side slit of her dress exposed her long thin legs and her lips painted in the color smiliar to her dress made her look more sexy and appealing than any other girl present in the hall. Amara found it odd, the vibes coming from every woman in the hall were kinda weird. To be honest she found her own outfit to be more decent than others.

Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her. "Hey, isn't it that nerd girl we saw at school? How come she's a Siromani? I don't get it", Ashley said beside me. I thought, how would you get it when you're only interested in pompous appearances? "That's what we call laying low Ashley", Mason replied her while I gave Annabelle a proud look. For once, I could be proud of someone that wasn't Mason.

(Angela) Seductively, she scoops ever trails and dropped of my semen of her face and drank them, then, Angela spread her legs opened, using 2 finger, opening her vagina, showing my that her baby hole are twitching, wet and steamy waiting to be plugged. Seeing such forward actions from her, I knew that it was time I marked her as my woman truly, ingrained in her brains and body that that pussy is mine.

I look at Antonio and he is smirking at her. “Angel, you know he won’t allow anything to happen to her. She is the little princess of both families. He would be stupid to let anything happen to her,” he says, looking at me and I read the warning in his tone. Antonio Moretti has the power to destroy me and my club, and I would be powerless to stop him. “Pwincess, Rebel pwincess.” We all smile as she wiggles next to me and claps her hands. “Yes, baby, you are a pretty princess.” Angel says so softly as she watches our daughter. Just then, one of the club whores walks up and runs her nails along my shoulder. I stiffen as Angel watches her, but smirks at her.

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

It was only her seen by our generation in books. When Angel lowers back to the ground and looks normal again everyone is looking at her in awe, we’re all shocked. A day like this goes down in history books and it’s seen hardly ever. The elder breaks the silence and the crown that was just a symbol of her role is actually fitting for a queen. He used her full title ,”Queen Luna Angel Hunter” and hearing it makes it all the more real. Angel looks scared and I can feel her concerns. I tell her I can explain as everyone gets on one knee and bows.

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.”

Draven growled, his forked tongue flicking in mocking satisfaction as his coils constricted. “Shit Ange!” Alinta screamed inside her mind. “Blast him, do something!” “Here goes nothing,” Angela muttered, exhaling slowly as she closed her eyes and drew in a deep breath. “I submit to you– “ANGE! NO!” Alinta shrieked, fighting desperately for control. “Such a good girl,” Draven hummed, leaning closer, his scales brushing the edge of her flames. “–Great fire of the Sun,” Angela finished. Her eyes snapped open.

I ask, my sister smirks at me “Angel is not downstairs, she is working at the hospital this morning so she can be at the party tonight” I look at her “I didn’t ask about Angel” I try to say but she just rolls her eyes at me. Angel is Uncle Atlas and Aunt Kalsea’s daughter, also my best friend and Beta’s twin sister. Even as a kid she was the only one I could be around all day without getting pissed off at. She is beautiful, her red curly hair is down her back.