Angels Horror Movie の小説・ストーリー

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

--- What the fuck are angels doing in my yard? “Don’t you dare touch him you peasants. Get your dirty paws off of him now or I will kill you.” The angel with a large build said as the other man behind him who’s significantly smaller than him winced with worry as he held the fuming angel back. Dad and Lev showed up, wasn’t really expecting it even if I summoned them. Cool that they came. What’s not cool are uninvited guests, especially Angels who blew off the barrier around my house and destroyed my door and demanded shit. Who the fuck are these assholes even? I don’t remember being affiliated with angels except that time when Lev and I interrogated one.

Not horrifying to me, of course. The men on the internet were onto something. When we couldn’t decide on a movie we both wanted to watch, I had keyed “what to watch with a woman” into the g****e search bar and a horror movie called The Reaper was the top suggestion. I didn’t think it made any sense when I saw the description. Why the hell would anyone want to scare the woman they wanted? Because she would cling onto you like an octopus. That was why. When the movie was finally over, Angelica moved as far from me as the loveseat could allow, tucking a lock of her long hair behind her ear. “Sorry.”

I was more than happy to oblige. I quickly removed my clothes and went to her. I maneuvered her with her ass high in the air and I entered her from behind. I was an ass man, and she had the nicest damn ass. I slapped her cheeks greedily as the lights started to flicker on and off in the house. “What the fuck?” I heard someone say. Travis answered, “apparently it happens when two angels fuck.” “They’re angels? I thought she was a vampire.” The same voice said.

"She's not like the sluts you sleep with." I know! "Disappear," I order, and he walks away and flips me his middle finger. The guys stand up, then we make our way downstairs. "Where are you going?" my mom asks us as we reach the door. "Walking Angel to her gym class," Ted replies, and my mom nods. We walk out and start jogging so that we can join her. "Why the sudden interest with Angel?" Daniel suddenly asks as he jogs behind me. "I need a new prey," I simply say while stuffing my hands in my pocket.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

“Victor, Rachel is dead. I’ll send you a photo. Sigh… It’s your big day. I didn’t want to be the bearer of bad news.” A photo came through, showing Rachel on the ground, covered in blood. Vincenzo had absolute confidence that it would fool anyone. After all, the makeup had taken three full hours to make it look this real. He continued, his voice calm and steady, “When you’ve calmed down, we’ll talk properly.” “Shut up…” I muttered, over and over again. “Shut up… Shut up…” Then suddenly, rage ignited in me, and I slammed my foot down on the phone.

It was a welcome relief not to have her arguing with him, and he settled himself in the seat opposite her after instructing the pilot of their destination and their need to hurry. Angel’s silence didn’t last very long and almost as soon as they were up in the air, she seemed to revert right back to her old self. “You know we can’t just walk right into Italy, right? Not since supernaturals came out of the closet.” Layon couldn’t help but laugh at that. “You remember who I am, right?” he responded and watched her face drop with distaste at his need to be so bigheaded. “That doesn’t mean you can ignore the rules,”