Angel With Ski Mask Novels & Stories

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

His eyes were red as he said hoarsely, "Y-You heard everything? We didn't mean it like that!" "Zach! Angie!" Hearing Ingrid's voice, Angeline hurriedly shook her arms free from Zachary's grip. She then bent down to grab the coat from the ground and handed it to Zachary, who'd turned his head around to greet Ingrid. Ingrid was wearing a mask on the lower half of her face. She had long, luscious curls that fell around her waist. She held her winter coat in her arms as she'd just gotten out of her MPV. Even with half her mask obscured, Ingrid looked like a brightly-shining jewel.

Kai gave the girl a soft peck on the side of her face, her nails running along her thigh again. “Good girl.” I wasn't sure why, but I just nodded, turning to Jordan once more. “So…” “Go have fun, Nia. I'll make sure we're all safe; don't worry.” At her words, I relaxed. My eyes couldn't help but dart down, seeing Angel perfectly content as he kneeled between Jordan's legs, one of her hands in his curly ginger hair. His mask was off. Angel seemed to sense my attention on him, and his eyes fluttered open, the emerald green pupils staring up at me.

As Angel turned to leave, Chris, still reeling from his vision, reached out and grabbed his hand. “Wait,” Chris’s voice was almost a whisper, desperate, his grip firm. “Please… take off your mask. I need to see the face of the man who saved me.” Angel hesitated, a long sigh escaping his lips. But finally, he reached up and removed the mask slowly, his face emerging from behind its dark shadows. “My name isn’t Angel,” he said quietly. “It’s Aiden. Aiden Gorbachev.”

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

"I'm ready" "ok, you see this girl on the screen, her parents just died in an accident but she was saved, she has a great future but without the help of an Angel, she will be led astray, you have to guard her for 18 years and if your past, I will send you to earth as a human angel to guard the human of your chosen" 18 years is a lot by then Vegas has grown, but I will come back to guard him as a human and I can be able to interact with him "ok" she smiles

Soon, they would expel me from the territory. As I stood watching the twins sleep, the door suddenly creaked open. I turned quickly and my eyes widened slightly at the unfamiliar presence that entered. Beside him stood Alpha Zarkus, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed coldly on me. But my focus turned to the strange man at his side. He wore a long, black hooded cloak, and in his hand was a wooden staff topped with a round, black crystal. His presence exuded ominously. “Angelicca,” Alpha Zarkus spoke. “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.”

Angel was sporting cowboy attire with pink baby goggles. Well, Ace knew how to dress simply at the same time with class. He was wearing a Gray t.shirt and blue jeans. His hair was neatly gelled and combed to perfection with not a strand falling on the other side. Scarlet licked her lips and he gave her a knowing smirk, knowing quite well what was going inside her. "Wait for the moment the firecracker sleeps and I'm going to have you for my next meal." He whispered dangerously low in her ear sending tingles down her core.

is a spoiled Sin who always fights her twin brother. “Rayne, I’ll be off now.” Angel said as she got her bag. “There she goes again. Why can't you spend a little more time with us?” Ashley complained as she got up to look at Angel. “If I don’t get home before Jiro, he’ll be suspicious.” She explained with a smile. “How about your bruise?” Jacob asked, still looking at his phone. “A little make-up will do.” Angel said as she winked at us. Angel is a model and she’s an amazing make-up artist. Asides from glamming herself for pictorials, she also uses her talent to hide bruises and cuts from combats. Amazing and scary at the same time.

he asked a favour and Veronica smiled at him. "Sure, let us excuse first," she said to Pocco and Evangeline. Pocco nodded and she followed after Blake. "Is there a matter?" she whispered when they were a few inches away from them. Blake shook his head and explained, "Well, you know that Evangeline was an angel, right?" he first asked and Veronica nodded his head, she was confused. "Yes, is there a problem, babe?" he repeated.