Angelic Cover Novels & Stories

She locked the door and pressed her back on it. "I can't believe myself. A 25-year-old woman is having a wet dream because of a 24-year-old man! Kill me, somebody!" "Did you call?" Lucus appeared in the bathroom. "Get out!" "Jeez! It's not like you're undressed or something. Besides, angels aren't interested in human bodies. If I want, I can see right through your clothes" "What the! Wait- All angels?" "Yeah, you too," He winked "Wait-- What have I told you" Lucus covered his mouth.

Aliya growls. My angel's entire body is glowing along with her beautiful eyes. I look past Morrison to see her gaze fixed on a who I am guessing is Harlow and a guy. I am guessing that the guy is Liam but I am not sure. I hear more howling and I know that means that King Luthar and his guys are close. I watch as she levitates herself off the ground. You can her immense power floating in the air. I see Tallyn and Lailani come running out the front door but just as they go to step down they disappear. Just as I thought she sent them to Alpha Riccardo. I get a link from Luke letting me know that his uncles have surrounded the area with their guys so no one can escape. Something tells me

Trembling with fear, the young person took a breath and said: “My mother told me that there are angels, but I didn't want to hear, I didn't want to hear… Now I'm being punished by God for my sins. Jesus sends you, Angel Azrael, Angel of Death Azrael, to punish me as a sinner… ”The rest of the senseless babbling was lost in the deep sobs of the madman and he clapped his hands over his face, crying. “Cristiano, please! Give us your coordinates. Reinforcements are on their way to you, ”the device tried again.

Eve was looking at me like I’d finally lost the last of my sanity. "No way in hell, Rocco," she said, her voice dropping the playful lilt for something sharper and more protective. "Angel is for the eyes, not the hands. He’s my biggest draw, and he has a solo on the silks in twenty minutes, and he is not a fucking host.” She hissed. “He doesn’t sit with patrons, he doesn't drink with them, and he certainly doesn't do private sessions."

Now that he finally had her in the grasp of his hand, he wasn't letting the little angel go anywhere. ****** Raphaella told the doctor of all the symptoms she had, and the doctor drew blood from her and took it to the lab for testing. So, right now she was waiting in his office for the test results and Raphaella decided to call Betty. “Hey girl, what's up?” Betty asked in her usual, bright tone. Raphaella groaned. “You won't believe who my new bodyguard is.” “Who is it? Is it that hot bodyguard/ model that we always see on TV? Oh my gosh! Is it Dwayne Johnson?” Betty asked, excitedly. Raphaella rolled her eyes at Betty's bad guess.

Angelica, still half asleep and reacting as if she were in one of her sultry dreams, spread her thighs as wide as she could, stretching her panties taut across her thighs. As she kissed Roman, she wondered in confusion why he hadn't reached between her legs to cup her crotch, as he had in so many dreams before. And then Roman, according to their morning ritual, uncovered his sister's body, stripping away her covers. Gasping, Roman paused. Angelica's bright green panties were down around her thighs, revealing the dusky fuzz between her legs. Through her dark thicket, he could make out her pinkish inner labia between the puff of her pouting outer lips.

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

Mutsi interrupts before Helena can continue blaming herself for what has happened to her son. "Gideon, don't let anyone in here except for Osric and I, or your father," Embry instructs before leaving us alone to help Angel. I pace, watching my mother lay Angel on the fur carpet in front of the fireplace. She places one hand over Angel’s forehead and her other over his heart. Her hands begin to glow a bright white which turns to lavender which produces heat as her aura fills the room, making it difficult to stay close.

Monique’s face twitched. That man had a meaningful look in his eyes, she knew his question had not been a literal one. What a pervert and a bully… “Daddy, you’re amazing!” Angel praised, and her eyes had been gleaming. Henry looked at Angel, he smiled and said, “Angel is much more sensible.” Monique snorted, “What’s so amazing about it, I can do it too.” “Really?” He raised his brows. “Angels are subject not only to God but also to Christ, who is described as hereafter to return to judgment.” Monique explained.

Mr Carter said and Ethan acknowledged Andrews's greetings with a nod. They all exited Olivia's apartment and locked it. They all sat in Andrews's car and headed for the company. The drive was made in silence as each one prayed for the safety of Olivia. "God, I recently got to know you. The preacher man said to me; Until now you have asked nothing in my name. Ask, and you will receive, that your joy may be full. This is the scripture he read to me. So, God, this is my first request, please keep Olivia safe and help us find her," Mr Carter prayed