Angels Flight Novels & Stories

I've been with Hansen Fullerton for seven years. One day, he tells me he's sick of me and dumps me for a younger, more vivacious woman. I don't kick up a fuss this time. Instead, I throw away my ring and cut up the wedding gown I've just bought. Then, I take a red-eye flight away from Gold City. His friends place bets on how long it'll take for me to return and beg for reconciliation. Hansen sneers. "She'll be back in less than three days, crying and begging me to take her back." However, more than three days pass without any news from me. Hansen loses his cool and calls me for the first time. "You'd better come back once you've had enough of this, Christine." All he hears is a man's low chuckle on the other end of the line. "You shouldn't have taken this long to pacify a woman, Mr. Fullerton. Look at how someone's already taken her away from you." Hansen snarls, "Tell Christine to answer the phone!" Landon Shore lowers his head to kiss me. "She can't—she's still out of it. I have to kiss her awake first."

Rachel Larson was adamant about marrying me, and she spent ten years stealing my heart. On the night before our wedding, I overheard her conversation with her friend. "You're marrying Leonardo? What about your side piece?" A moment of silence later, Rachel answered, "That guy? He's just a cheap replacement. Leonardo's the real deal. Don't compare my side piece to him. If he stays put and keeps his mouth shut, I might let him stay around. Leonardo's a broad-minded man. He won't mind." The side piece did not stay put. In fact, he caused a scene at the wedding the next day. He shoved me off the stage, but the woman who was supposed to marry me darted over to his side instead. Why? He was holding a piece of broken glass against his throat. Gutturally, he roared, "Choose! Me or him?" Panicked, Rachel kicked me away despite my injuries, and she roared, "Get out of the way! I need to take him to the hospital! If anything happens to him, I'll kill you!" She didn't need to wait that long. My heart died right there and then. … That night, I bought a flight ticket that would take me abroad and left her.

On the third day of my business trip out of state, someone new joined the group chat formed for my son's class. It had been quiet for weeks when she suddenly sent a voice message. I tapped it, and an unfamiliar woman's voice played through my phone. "Hello, everyone. I'm the new language teacher at the school, and I'm also Tony Gardner's mother. Looking forward to getting to know you all!" My whole body went cold. I opened the group member list and checked it over and over. My son's name was Tony Gardner, and she said she was Tony Gardner's mother. Then, who the hell was I? I immediately called my husband. "Did someone get added to the parent group by mistake?" He paused on the other end before he laughed it off like it was nothing. "Oh, probably just a mix-up. The school has so many kids. It's not unusual for kids to have the same names. What's the matter? Did something happen?" I kept my voice light and told him everything was fine. The second I hung up, I booked the next flight home and headed straight to my son's school.

Sam and I have been married for ten years. He always said he would give me the wedding of my dreams. However, three days before the ceremony, my eyes, which had been blind for the past six months after saving Sam’s life, miraculously regained vision. The first thing I saw when I opened them was Sam tangled in bed with his pretty secretary, Alisa. The bed was still shaking while Alisa typed on her phone. She showed it to him, smirking. [Sam, we're out of condoms. Why not ask your blind wife to grab one for us?] Sam’s veins bulged at his temple. His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] Sam sighed in resignation. “Hazel, can you pass me the box of cigarettes from the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel. My heart shattered, and I booked a flight to Rockbridge before the wedding. When Sam came running after me, hysterical, I said coldly to him, “Sam. I can see.”

“You’re trembling, little bride.” His voice was velvet and sin, wrapping around her throat like a leash. “Is it fear… or excitement?”He says in a husky voice, she could feel the burn of it on her skin. She should have run the moment she stepped inside his cathedral of darkness. Should have ignored the way his black wings unfolded behind him like a promise of ruin. Should have looked away from the monster with heaven in his eyes and hell on his lips. But when he touched her? When he whispered mine against her skin? She realized monsters were far more tempting than saints. Bound by an ancient vow she never agreed to, she’s dragged into a world of fallen angels, deadly desires, and dangerous obsession where one possessive creature is determined to claim her as his bride. He doesn’t want her heart. He wants her surrender. And the worst part? Every filthy promise dripping from his mouth makes her crave him more. Because behind those wicked smiles and sinful hands lies a man willing to burn heaven itself just to keep her. CLAIMING HIS BRIDE is a dark paranormal romance filled with obsessive love, possessive monsters, dangerous temptation, wicked tension, and a heroine who discovers that being claimed may be the most intoxicating sin of all.

"Does this feel wrong?" He asked, running his fingers up the slender curves of her spine, instinctively Abigail purred softly shaking her head. Rolling her bottom lip between her teeth roughly. Losing herself in his dangerous hues."Do you want this?" He grinned running this thumb over the bottom lip she had just been chewing, mischief swimming in his deep green eyes. Her breath caught in her throat watching him edge closer, consuming all of her senses. Nodding slowly, words escaping her. Lord help her she wanted him! "Use your words." He commanded, running his tongue over her swollen bottom lip. He tasted- exquisite. "Yes," She whimpered… Closing her eyes consumed by guilt. "But I want HIM too!" When Abigail moved to Blue Moon Creek seeking answers from her Father as to who and what she was, she quickly realised she had bitten off more than she could chew. Ending up smack bang in the middle of a century old rivalry, torn between two Alphas and her destiny! Soon releasing that even angels have to answer to fate. Her actions have consequences as do the answers to the questions she so desperately seeks.Will she follow her head and do what's expected of her, or will she follow her heart and fight fate?

[WARNING: DARK ROMANCE] Tessa Langston once lived in a golden cage, trapped in a marriage that was nothing more than beautiful brutality. Her ruthless husband ruled their world with an iron fist wrapped in Armani. To him, she wasn't a wife; she was his most prized possession. But angels weren't meant to be caged. Tessa shattered her golden shackles in the dead of night and disappeared into the shadows of Cascade City. For months, she lived as a ghost with a new name and new life. Every sunrise felt like freedom. Until the day he found her. Blaze Langston doesn't just want his wife back. He wants to break her completely this time. His obsession has transformed into something far more dangerous, and he'll use every weapon in his arsenal: his wealth, his power, and the dark secrets that could destroy everyone she's learned to care about. But Tessa is no longer the frightened girl who once trembled at his touch. She's found her own strength in the darkness, and she's ready to fight fire with fire. The hunter has become the hunted, and Tessa realizes with chilling clarity that this isn't just about escape anymore. It's about survival. Because Blaze won't stop until he owns every piece of her, even if it means destroying them both.

My name is Kai and I lived in a world where guardian angels were assigned to an individual once they were 14, you are meant to only feel their presence and know they are with you and once you are 16, you are meant to meet your soulmate and your guardian angel's purpose will be done. However, I was 18 and in my senior year in highschool and never for once have I felt a presence, it was like I was forgotten and abandoned. I lived my life as the abnormal kid and pursue my dreams of getting into college but one day, that perception of my life changed when I walked into my room to find a glowing boy with wings on my bed, grinning at me. Was I supposed to see my angel?! What was the meaning of this? And instead of an innocent and delicate being, I was blessed with Chaos itself and like a switch, my once abnormal life took a dangerous turn and was flipped upside down, committing an Internal Sin. And what was all those flashbacks about, why was I getting memories of a life I've never lived? "You broke the wrong parts of me. You broke my wings and forgot I had claws. I should have plucked your feathers when I had the chance!" - Kai "A demon? Oh no, I am much, much worst," - Ralph "I'd kill them all if I fight back," - Cameron "I have no Master," - Rhys There is only one way to find out more. Click Read!

During an ambush, I risked everything to save Matthew, but in doing so, I lost the ability to stand—my legs were permanently damaged. Matthew was devastated. Holding me close, he swore he would love me forever and never betray me. Overwhelmed with emotion, I agreed to marry him. In secret, I sought medical treatment, and after a long, gruelling journey, the day finally came when the doctor told me I could walk again. Overjoyed, I rushed home, eager to share the incredible news with him. However, the moment I pushed open the door, my world collapsed. Matthew was fooling around with his female assistant—right there in our home. On our bed. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed passionately, completely lost in the moment. As things heated up, the woman gazed at him and murmured, "Matt, why don't you just leave that cripple? She can't satisfy you at all." "Don't you love the thrill of sneaking around? It wouldn't be nearly as exciting if I left her." A wave of icy rage surged through me. So that was what our marriage meant to him—nothing more than a twisted game, a joke between him and his mistress. Drained and heartbroken, I turned and walked out. That night, I booked a flight back to my hometown. I was done with this city. Let Matthew live with his regret.

“Dad, I agree to move to Haven State for the arranged marriage. Let’s do it quickly before I change my mind.” Her father, Joe Stone, replied instantly. “Good girl, I’ll have it sorted within a month at most!” Just an hour ago, Tara Stone had been in the backseat of a luxury car, her soft sighs slipping out as Leo Carter kissed her. His phone rang, and he answered in Genovian, his tone impatient. “Calling at a time like this?” The voice on the other end chuckled. “What’s up? Busy with something important? How much does she resemble Nina Lucas?” Leo absentmindedly stroked Tara’s delicate face. “About seventy percent similar. If you don’t get to the point, I’m hanging up.” “Wait, don’t! Nina’s flight lands tomorrow. She’s returning to revive her career back home. I thought I’d give you a heads-up. Nice of me, right? Your first love, your ‘one true love,’ is back. Think you’ll finally ditch the stand-in? What if she won't leave you?” Leo replied coldly, “There’s no problem money can’t solve.” Tara, her head lowered against the seat, felt her tears streaming uncontrollably. Leo had no idea she understood Genovian. Three years of heartfelt devotion, and to him, she was nothing more than a dog.