Novel & Cerita Angelic Lady

SILAS We all turned to find a beautiful woman with long blonde hair and rainbow eyes. She was wearing a blue floor length dress with an interesting pendant around her neck. We were all hypnotized by her beauty, mated or not. “Mommy!” Angelina squealed, running to hug the woman. When she did, we were shocked that she was actually there. “Hey baby,” she giggled as she hugged Angelina back. “Are we really in the presence of the Moon Goddess herself?” Valden gaped.

All men stared at her, jaw dropped on the floor, their eyes filled from the feast that is Angel's beautiful being. Deep red lips. Bosom that can make any man salivate and hips that never told a lie. And what's more is that angelic face that matches her name. She was wearing a green dress that hugged her curves and heels that accentuate her buttocks. She walked gracefully towards the platform where Jihanna was standing at, then she shook Jihanna's hand as they exchange formalities and greetings. "Hello, I'm Angel Beatrice Lewis, but you can call me Angel or Angie." She announced through the microphone. "I'll be working with you guys for the next two to three months, and I'll be expecting a lo

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.

I tear my gaze from the looming building to her, rubbing my clammy palms on my black dress. “You truly look like a goddess,” Marina says, repeating what the makeup artist, who’d done my makeup said when she saw me all dressed up. She’d been so startled when she saw me, claiming I was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. I’d appreciated the compliment right until she said I looked like an angel. Lily had been more than delighted to let her know my name is Angelica. “You are the goddess,” I tell Marina with a chuckle, finally feeling my stomach unknot itself.

She didn't say anything but kept silent while turning her fists into balls. "Hmm, I don't think you could get yourself ready by your own. Your body is still sore isn't it!?" Amara heard the maid's voice again and she stepped out of the bathroom realizing that she doesn't have any option other than agreeing with her. That's how she got dressed up in a black lacy dress which hugged her body showing off all those gifted curves which looked like they were sculptured by the god himself. Mrs. Hess, the old maid who helped Amara to dress up praised the girl who's looking herself in the mirror dressed like an angel.

“This should really be a place of peace. I have the feeling that everything is slowly slipping away from me. Oh Lord, please give me strength. " "So be it.", Came a female voice that pulled Godric out of his thoughts. He looked around hastily, then looked at the bowl in which the holy water was beating waves. It pulsed and released a light. “What is it now ?!” Startled, the abbot took a step back, ignored the small step that led to the altar and landed painfully on his bottom. His gaze was fixed on the spectacle of what was happening before him. Was that another one of Louis' penetrating pranks? The water did not change color, however, but seemed to shine even more purely than before. It for

“S-Shut up, Lucy! Can’t you just stop pretending to be me?! I’m Angela, and Lucifer and I are already getting married so stay away form my fiancé!” I looked at her, “L-Lucy, please don’t do this…” “Guards! Get this woman out of here!” Princess Melody suddenly called the guards. “N-No, Princess Melody, please tell Lucifer the truth… N-No! Please let go of me, Lucifer!!” the guards grabbed me by both of my arms and started dragging me out from the garden. “Lucifer!!! I’m Angela! Believe me! Lucifer!!!”

The entire office felt like a resolution, a bad quality movie, but the major question is who is this angel? "How dare your pathetic ass sleep while on duty?" The angel said in a British accent. Her tall frame and slender body were like that of a Victoria secret model. Her soft ivory shoulders were exposed and her cherry red curls fell down on her back like a bone straight hair. Her lips though in a pout were carefully tinted red. Her skin looked flawless, impeccable and perfect. She blinked her eyes from time to time, allowing her eyelashes to flutter like the wings of a butterfly. She snaps her long, slender fingers in my face snapping me out of my reverie. She is a beauty to behold. The ty

All the angel warriors stepped aside and a beautiful angel walked towards us with a stoic expression. The angel cleared his throat and spoke, “Archangel Elaine, this group came here using a portal—” “Layla!” Stephen and Michelle let out in surprise and Elaine looked at us with mouth hung in awe. Elaine looked fabulous in her angel dress code, and the holy arc of light above her head gave her more elegance. So, she’s now back in her duty. Her gaze found mine, and I smiled at her. “Hey, Elaine,” I said. Tears formed in the corner of her eyes, and she ran towards me.

Obviously thinking something bad was about to happen, Rick quickly shuffled from his spot right next to me, keeping me as close as possible against his body. I hastily grabbed his hand, still warily eyeing the four seemingly young creatures as they gracefully advanced right towards us, their attention still trained on Micah. “Amariel. Finish him,” The white-haired female commanded with a simple flick of her wrist and in the fraction of a second, one of the three angels suddenly stood right in front of him, drawing one of those silvery blades they all usually carry right through Micah’s chest, his violent screams briefly cutting through the air, a bright white light seeping from the wound, ri