Angel Y Demonio Libro

Seraphina mistakenly fell in love with Alister, a man she wasn't even supposed to marry. Things take a turn for the worse when his ex-lover joins their pack, further driving a wedge between the two of them. Seraphina musters up the strength to leave and ends up in the arms of a ruthless Alpha, Callan to help pay off the debts that her father has acquired and give aid to fighting against Alister’s new army. It not only becomes a battle for power but also a battle for love. Which will she choose? Alister or will she find unexpected love with Callan?

“I know you want me in jail, but I want you in my bed.” Every man and woman Ángel meets disappears. Their severed finger arrives first, like a pretty little Christmas gift, wrapped in silk and presented in box filled with silent promises from his stalker. Castle, Mafia heir. Executioner. Obsessed beyond reason. He doesn’t send threats. He sends bodies. Because no one touches what belongs to him. No one tastes what he’s claimed. And if they try? They bleed for it. At sixteen, Ángel Di Cristina lost everything. His father—an FBI agent—was closing in on the Mafia when a brutal massacre left his parents dead. But that night, one masked man went rogue. He killed his own allies, marked Ángel with a scar, and disappeared. For years, Ángel hunted him. And now, he’s closer than ever. But Castle doesn’t play by rules. He never had. What he wanted, he got. He bends Ángel, fills his whole life with the thought of him. He whispers filthy things against his throat while pressing a knife to his pulse. Run? Hide? Fight? Useless. Because Castillo doesn’t just want to own Ángel. He wants to ruin him. And the worst part? Ángel is ready to let him.

"How I talk to my employees is not and shouldn't be your business." He started taking slow steps towards me while I kept moving back till my back touched the wall. There's no escape anymore. He pressed his palms on the wall, caging me in. I inhaled his intoxicating scent not wanting to meet his eyes. He slowly leaned in as I could feel his musky breath in my ear. "You defy me so much that I want to hurt you." With that he disappeared. The only evidence that showed he was here was just the sound of the closing 'Love? A mere word or feeling that makes us do weird and dumb things. I didn't want to love him. I didn't want to want him. I didn't want anything to do with him but the heart wants what it wants. He was my worst nightmare and at the same time my solace. He was my enemy and at the same time my friend. I hated him the most but at the same time I loved him the most!' ______________ Ivory Addams, a young waitress, is thrust into a dangerous world when she's kidnapped by a Mafia king who believes she holds the key to saving his son's life. As she navigates her new reality, she's faced with an impossible choice - marry a Mafia Prince or risk losing everything she holds dear. As she uncovers dark secrets and fights for her independence, she becomes entangled in a deadly game of power, love, and survival. Can she navigate this treacherous world and protect herself from becoming a pawn in their dangerous games?

Mi amiga, Sofía Santos, la misma que siempre juró que jamás se casaría, me acompañó a la clínica el día de mi inseminación artificial. Pero justo cuando estaba por elegir la muestra de esperma... ¡me la robó! En ese instante lo entendí: ella también había vuelto a vivir. En mi vida anterior, yo solo quería tener un hijo mestizo, así que decidí hacerlo por mi cuenta. Recuerdo que Sofía se burlaba de mí, diciéndome que era una tonta por querer tener un hijo de un desconocido. Lo que nadie imaginó fue lo que vino después: dos semanas más tarde terminé en la corte real. Resultó que el donante que había elegido era, nada menos, que un príncipe extranjero. No solo quiso casarse conmigo, sino que juró que nuestro hijo heredaría el trono. De repente, mi hijo y yo nos convertimos en figuras importantes de la familia real. Las joyas que me regalaban pesaban tanto que apenas podía sostenerme de pie. Mientras tanto, Sofía, tan obsesionada con sus ideas de liberación y ese afán de ir siempre contra todo, terminó metiéndose con la gente equivocada. La despidieron de su trabajo y quedó vetada de la industria. Cuando se enteró del bautizo de mi hijo, viajó desesperada para buscarme. Pero en cuanto la recibí, hizo lo impensable: empujó a mi hijo al suelo, matándolo al instante, y luego me arrojó ácido. —¿Por qué a ti te va tan bien? —gritaba—. ¡Eres una maldita desgraciada, no lo mereces! Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, estaba otra vez en el mismo día... el día en que Sofía me acompañó a la clínica.

------ Naniniwala ka ba sa mga 'Angels?' Diba kasi sabi nila lahat daw tayo binigyan ni God ng kanya kanyang Guardian Angel para bantayan tayo. Naniniwala ba kayo dun? Ako kasi, Oo naniniwala ako. Ramdam ko na Andiyan lang siya. Lagi niya akong binabantayan, at panigurado rin na namomoblema rin siya dahil sa kapilyahan ko. Bakit ko nasabi?

Divorciados y vueltos a casar. Ya ni sé cuántas veces Aaron y yo hemos pasado por lo mismo. Antes me trataba como si yo fuera lo más valioso para él, pero no había pasado ni un año de la boda cuando me pidió el divorcio por primera vez. La razón era sencilla: Vivian iba a regresar. —Vivian es una figura pública —me dijo—. No quiero que nadie piense que se está metiendo con un hombre casado. Esa actriz de cuarta no era nadie si no fuera por el sacrificio de su padre. Le dieron un balazo que iba para Aaron. Una vida por otra. Y por eso, Aaron sentía que le debía todo. Cada vez que Vivian volvía al país, Aaron se divorciaba de mí. Y cada vez que se iba, nos volvíamos a casar. La primera vez que terminamos, ahogué mis penas en whisky y volví a su casa a tropezones, medio borracha. Las luces de la casa se veían cálidas. Estaba con ella. Y yo me quedé afuera, temblando de frío, resistiendo la noche entera. La segunda vez, le seguí el rastro a todos lados; restaurantes, subastas, galas de beneficencia, solo para “encontrármelo por accidente” una y otra vez. Con el tiempo, aprendí. En cuanto mencionaba el divorcio, yo hacía mi maleta en silencio y me iba de su mansión sin hacer ruido. Mi amor y la humillación me mantuvieron atrapada en ese ciclo interminable de rupturas y reconciliaciones. Pero esta vez, cuando Aaron me esperó en el registro civil para volver a casarnos, no fui.

Every one thinks her life is perfect but inside her, she knows it's far from even good or she should say that it's more like a luxurious hell. She has everything that makes life fancy but no meaning. She never receives love from her own home Her heart is totally empty until her secret prayer came to life. That one night when she asks her mom who passed away long time ago, after giving birth to her for something she never thought possible. "I know it's impossible for me to be with you and I don't know kung hanggang kailan ko kayang mag-isa... well you could at least send me an angel." nakangusong wika niya sa kawalan habang nakatingin sa nakangiting larawan ng kanyang ina. Nasa ganoon siyang tagpo nang may biglang kumatok. Who could possibly that be?

Si Ysabella ay isang cloistered nun, ang babaeng mas pinili ang mamuhay sa apat na sulok ng monesteryo at ilaan ang buhay sa pagsamba at paglilingkod ng tahimik sa Diyos. Napakasaya niya at ilang araw na lamang ay matutupad na ang pangarap niyang maging ganap na perpetual cloistered nun, ngunit hindi niya inaasahan ang bilaang pagbisita ng kanyang nag-iisa at nakakatandang kapatid. Inamin nitong miyembro ng organisyon ng mga mafia at siya ay pinaparatangang nagtraidor sa grupo kaya kailangan nitong umalis at magtago. Nagmakaawa itong proprotektahan niya ang kanilang mga magulang sa maaring gawin ng grupo sa kanilang pamilya kung kayat napilitan siyang lumabas sa monesteryo. Hindi niya akalaing ganun kasama ang sinalihang grupo ng kanyang kapatid lalong lalo na ang pinuno na si Eric Madrigal na walang awang basta na lamang kumikitil ng buhay sa kanyang harapan. Sa galit nito sa kanyang kapatid ay puwersahan siyang inilayo sa kanyang pamilya upang pagbayaran ang kasalanan ng kapatid. Ano kaya ang naghihintay na kapalaran ni Ysabella sa kamay ng pinakamasamang mafia boss sa buong daigdig? Makakabalik pa kaya siya sa monesteryo?

"Do not dare pretend you didn't pray hard to be our mate so you can live in wealth and luxury, human!" one of the mighty angel Kings snaps in disgust. "I measure the quality of a man by his hardwork. Have you worked hard for this wealth, your majesty?" I boldly ask. * * * * * * * The angel kings of Lordsland, considered to be the most flawless of beings, had hoped that they would have a useful mate, like the graceful princess of the neighboring kingdom, especially now that the kingdom is facing the greatest crisis. Attacks by Rogue dragons are becoming more and more frequent, their kingdom could use the help of another army. They are utterly disgusted when a human of no royal blood, Rana, turns out to be their mate. They demand that a special ritual be performed to transfer the mate bond to the woman they truly desire. What they doesn't know is that despite Rana being a human, she hails from a special bloodline. She isn't just the bravest and kindest woman across all kingdoms, she also possess rare blood, the only thing that can control rogue dragons and wipe away every magical spell cast against their reign. Everyone is surprised by Rana's careless reaction to their rejection. Any woman would have knelt and begged to be their cherished queen. But Rana believes that only a kind man with genuine love for her is worth her tears. She also knows that the Angel Kings are making a huge mistake by choosing the pretentious Princess over her.

"The 10th circle of hell was actually the earth, and being alive is the real tormention." Naenia Lovercraft is a ghostwriter who's in a dire need of money, but because she's an epitome of a mad woman, every potential client tries to run for their lives away from her. Well except for this skull-mask wearing guy who introduced himself as Lord Serenade. He was indeed interested in making her write his gory fantasies and buy her works. However, it comes with certain conditions and it should include Neania herself. To live with him. In an old mansion. In the middle of nowhere. Thus, with mysteries to unveil and countless crimes relating to violence, one must connect the dots for everything before the cops arrest the wrong culprit. But in a world full of temptations and sins, who could really stay true to righteousness and prove that there's really a wrong culprit?