Angel Walks Brother Novels & Stories

Angel's PoV I turned around sharply at the sound of someone entering the room, my eyes scanned the person from head to toe, he was lean, handsome and tall. I have seen him before but couldn't remember where I shrugged ignoring him. "Ms. Rose, you are requested in the meeting room by Mr. Hunter" he murmured looking at me skeptically. I glanced at him and the similarity in his features hit me hard this time, my eyes widened, "You...your brother, he was your bro...ther?" I stuttered, stumbling on my feet. He simply nodded, with a stony look, as if, it's ok if his brother died by the same hunter he was working for.

Finally a little bit satisfied that he now knows from where she got her strong belief that he is married and has a daughter, he sucked in a deep breath but the problem now is, how is he going to tell her that Angel is his little six years old sister? How will he explain to her without exposing himself? "I...I remember now" he whispered "I saw her in my dream that morning but she is not my daughter." "How can you be so sure?" "She is my sister. I remember now and in my dream she was asking me when I will be back" he eyed her intently "she was calling me brother not father" his gaze never leaving her eyes, "she was calling me brother and was crying. I was so happy that I remembered her and was

She had never wished for the night to never end this badly before, but the sun peeking through her window was hard to ignore even if she wanted to. Thomas took her brother to his training after they had breakfast and then he would go looking for her father again. To her disappointment, he came back without finding anything about him. Angelica was already stressed out about her father's situation, so when her brother came back with more bruises after his training, she became mad. She could almost see Lord Rayven's smirk in her mind. If he was doing this to annoy her, then he was wrong. Because she wasn't annoyed. She was angry.

She once heard a story, way before she started doing business for him, about a guy who flouted the rules and Braxley ordered his men to skin the offender alive and then throw the remaining parts of his body into boiling oil. Her breath hitched in her throat. She didn't want to be like that, so the only other option was to beg Blaze not to talk. But how could she, especially when he was looking at her like he would rather be anywhere else? He was probably already plotting of ways to break the news to her brother and then to Braxley. Elias would kill her and then kill himself if he knew what she was up to. He frequently praised himself on having the perfect kid sister with hot brains and he wo

Upon witnessing this scene, Angeline felt that the two were akin to old friends who only had each other in their eyes. Suddenly, Angel said to Angeline, “I think I’ve seen this big brother somewhere before.” Gale stood up, took out a pendant from his pouch, and hung it around Angel’s neck. He smiled and said, “It seems like we both find each other familiar. I’ll be giving you this as a gift, then.” Angel looked at the ice-cold pendant and some inexplicable images appeared in her mind, but they quickly disappeared in a flash. Gale bade his farewell and said, “I should get going now, Madam.”

We came to a sudden stop, and Blake came to open the door, his eyes set in ice. "Come down." "How dare..." "I said, come down, or you will lose her body too. Choose." I swallowed, my chest heaving. I slowly came down, my eyes wide as I came face to face with Angeline. Her eyes were cold, and she watched me with some sort of disappointment. "What are you..." "This wasn't how I expected to see my brother," she said, her eyes wide. "This wasn't..." "Who the fuck are you?!"

’ I know after I rejected his advances on me months ago he has changed, but how can he accuse me without evidence? There's a pause, and then Brother’s voice cuts through, lethal and ice-edged. “You’re telling me Angela betrayed her own company? Betrayed me?” I flinch at his repressed anger as he mentions my name. “No,” I whisper to myself. “No, I didn’t. I would never…” The doors creak open, and I stumble back, seeing Brother’s piercing blue eyes lock onto mine. His presence fills the hall like a storm about to break. “Angel,” he says slowly, his expression unreadable. “Come in.”

“She’ll be fine. And soon, you’ll have a little brother.” Angelina’s face lit up instantly. “Really? A brother?!” Gerald chuckled. “Maybe even two if we’re lucky.” She gasped, her toothless grin making him laugh harder. “Two brothers! That means I’ll be the boss, right?” “Of course you will,” he said, brushing a strand of hair from her forehead. “You’ll be the big sister.” She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. Gerald lifted her up and twirled her once before walking toward the garden, where sunlight filtered through the trees and the scent of fresh lavender filled the air.

Nyra stared at the screen blankly for a few seconds before raising an eyebrow, “Why am I looking at a picture of Professor Moore?” Elara turned her head sharply to her friend, tears pooling in her eyes, “That's my brother” Nyra inhaled loudly, the sound harsh in the quiet of the room, like she’d been punched in the chest. “What the fuck.”

He took a deep breath and blew the smoke toward Grandmother Lyndon. "You and your family should stop shouting. I might have hit someone, but at least, I did not run away. What can you do about it? You don't have to act arrogant in front of me. The Lyndon family is nothing to me; my sister is Angela Angel," he spoke proudly. Angela Angel was a famous artist, and that young man was Don Angel, her younger brother. Angela, the top female artist, was at Donghai City for her concert. She was quite reputable in the entertainment industry; her only flaw was her notorious brother, Don.