Novel & Cerita Angelic X

Xavier had made it his mission to disturb me during lessons along with his annoyingly hot friend, Aiden. I met Aiden during lunch in the cafeteria and he was nice but I should've expected this behavior from him because he was my best friend's friend so why on Earth did I expect him to be better than Xavier? I turned around and glared at them. Aiden immediately shut up but Xavier did not. He kept laughing as something funny happened. "Mister Black is something funny?" The English teacher said. Xavier cleared his throat and sat up straight, "No ma'am." She sighed as the girls giggled.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

The angel smiled for the last time. Xavier bared his wings and embraced the human. His wings slowly covered Chris. The demon didn't interfere, knowing that he already lost. The third, and the gravest sin an angel could commit; Redemption. “Tsk, you're one stubborn angel aren't you? You really made sure that you won't lose twice.” Damien opened his palms and the wind scattered the fine white dust from the demon's hand. The dust sparkled as it spreads in the air. “Farewell, Xavier.”

"Then why are you trembling? Why can’t you look me in the eye without falling apart?" Sky’s chest heaved as she glared up at him, desperate to summon some semblance of defiance. But her silence spoke louder than any words could. Xavier’s smirk deepened, and he reached out, his fingers brushing against her neck, trailing down her skin with an intimacy that made her shiver. "Face it, Angel," he whispered, his voice dripping with dark satisfaction. "You can't hide it! You want me to fuck you right here! Right now! Your body, it's begging me to be fucked! Your pussy is wet just for me!"

She asked. Xander looked over at Grey and smiled. "Grey and I have met long before he met you. We have a long history together, but, that is not what brought me here," he replied. Grey walked away from the bathroom door. "What brought you here then?" He inquired. "It's about Alyssa's thirteen sins in heaven and the apocalypse she has set in motion, as her moments with you had prolonged more than before," Xander explained with a serious look on his face.

I have no idea where Xander is taking me, but I’ll pretty much go anywhere if it means talking to Meadow. However, when we show up at his parents’ house, I nearly make a run for it. I’ve already had to face Xander, his brother, the current Alpha, and his sister. Now, I’m going to meet one of the original Guardians and one of the strongest Alphas that has ever lived? Yeah, not high on my to-do list. Xander’s mother’s name suits her, Angel. She has long, straight white-blond hair. She’s short, shorter than me, making her nearly a foot shorter than Xander, with grey eyes. She has a kind face and shrewd eyes.

‘I know,’ Xavier said and gave someone named Darrow some instructions via mind-link. Angel could feel that the Were was also an Alpha wolf but not of Wulfblood. He wondered then just how many alphas were there! He almost laughed out loud. Antonio Rufus had no idea what he had walked into for sure. ‘Will you tell me your name?’ Xavier asked, drawing him out of his musings. He let out a sigh and replied, ‘Call me Angel.’

Xavier sneaked his hand under her left arm and grabbed her neck, not too tight to harm her but just tight enough to let her know that she was playing a dangerous game. “When did my little sweet Angel turn into a seductress goddess? Do you see what you're doing to me? Angels aren't supposed to make someone feel this way.” His voice was low and deep as he grazed his nose on that sensitive spot on her neck. “Maybe I’m a fallen angel.” Angelina let out in a shaky voice, grinding her bare ass on Xavier's hard on. She couldn't help the burning sensation between her legs. She missed him so much. She missed his touch, his kisses and all the sinful things that he does to her.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

I tore off his tie and pressed it against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. “Hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.” “No… I can feel it… I’m not going to make it…” He lifted his ruined left hand and, with blood-soaked fingers, touched my face. “Rachel… can you forgive me?” I sighed and said, “I forgive you, Victor Medici.” A brilliant light exploded in his eyes, like he was burning through the last of his life. “I love you… Rachel… I really do… One last time… I want to hear you say it again… say you love me…”