Angel Ward Novels & Stories

Angel stood up from her seat and went among the dancing people. Angel removed her navel so that his long and beautiful hair fell down. Angel also removed her cloak and opened the two buttons of her vest as if she were being washed. Angel raised both of her arms above her head and waved her hands. Twisting and turning while grinding down like a madman stroking his hair, Angel noticed that the people dancing had moved aside to give him a wide space. Angel suddenly felt something on his waist, and when he turned his gaze to it, he immediately noticed a hand wrapped around it.

Her Husband, Salvatore stared at Angus straight in the eye. His black cloak covered his face too. Angus felt uncomfortable, he wondered if he felt he was hitting on his wife. He was not into hot psychopathic and cruel women. “I'm happy you have decided to join us tonight. I must say you are very brave. Because you are in a tunnel underground in the deepest forest in Alparo, far away from your territory”. Velda had a menacing and disarming smile pasted on her face. She carefully lifted her legs off each other and arranged her boobs before getting up.

She got more into it than she should have, all things considered. Lily continued talking about vampire squids and the ROV footage she had watched already until they arrived and met up with the questionably happy couple. It was far too easy to ramble when the person she was talking to didn’t cut her off. Angel wore a simple sleeveless white dress that stopped above her knees and looked like a regular part of her wardrobe rather than a wedding dress. Her hair was curled but her glasses were on and she wore light makeup. Most likely so no one would recognize her as the rather scandalous Miss Americana winner who turned down the crown on live television.

Gale replied to Angela as she was doing the dishes. "I need to know if there's a wedding gown hidden in this house," Angela said, tense. “Why does it pique you, Angela?” Mrs. Gale asked. Angela told Mrs. Gale about the lady in a wedding gown she had seen. And she saved her from the perils of acid throwing. And I was desperate to find out who that woman was. Everyone in the mansion was concerned about what had happened to Angela. They all pointed to Lara as the perpetrator.

the whole pack chorused. "In case you are wondering who these are. This is my uncle, my father's junior brother, Alpha Bardulf Wulfblood of The Boldclaw Prowlers’ Pack and Luna Hera Wulfblood from Ohio. They are Angel’s parents. Their land was stolen and they were kept as slaves. A lot of us here know what that was like. But now they are free and now home. Accord them the courtesy you would accord me. Having them here feels like having my parents back."

Wait, who even was her? What's my name? The Angel of Death was sitting at the lobby of the hospital, his wings uncomfortable with how the chair was designed. At his side was the furball, Kegawa that he likes to call Kedama. They were waiting for the machines to beep, for the flatlines to show on the monitor. He looks up at the clock and he smiled. Any moment now, he thought. "Oi, Keisuke. I thought they succeeded?" the furball asked him. "Why are we here waiting for the Seven Souls?"

A year later Sitting on a couch in the living room, I flipped through the photo album on my lap. They were photos from our wedding. Staring at them and seeing the smiles on our faces had me reminiscing. "Mwommy, ish this dhaddy and uncle Vah?". Angel who was sitting beside me on the couch asked. She is now two years old and looks like a bundle of sunshine. "Yes baby". I answered as she grabbed onto my arm, staring at the photo with a little cute frown on her face.

"Paisley, that b*tch! How could she be so vicious!" She was going to her child. Right now, she wanted to kill Paisley! As soon as Angel received the news that Aurora's child had died, she learned that Angel was also dead now. After hearing this, Paisley was delighted. Since both of them had already passed away, she was the only one who could inherit Ornard's property.

Angus was one of them. Angus left the isolation zone, his job became taking care of a garden and feeding the nobleman's dogs. He lived in the staff dormitory, where he was finally allowed to watch television, but it only received a few channels. Angus's most vivid memory was the first night he watched television. It was a hot summer night, and the staff dormitory had only one air conditioner. Angus ate a whole piece of dry bread while staring at the TV screen. On one channel, Duke Salleri was celebrating his only daughter Emilia's birthday. This beloved little sweetheart, with her silver hair like moonlight and purple eyes like precious gemstones, wore an expensive, sparkling diamond tiara.

Rex Gavyn said, the couple's acting is too much! "Look, this daughter-in-law started to protect her before she even walked through the door, but, Mr. Gavyn." Garcia Karen held Wendy Walters's hand and said softly, "Auntie is here, a woman who is divorced and has a life of life. How difficult, and since you just had a miscarriage, it must be difficult to adjust your state." Wendy Walters's smile suddenly froze on her face, her brain stopped thinking, she blinked, and suddenly coughed heavily, she quickly got up and left the dining table.