Angels Reading Free Novels & Stories

“In the morning, when it first comes up, the sky can turn all shades of pink, orange, and red. It’s beautiful. Sometimes it does it at sunset as well. There’s nothing like the first warm day after a cold spell, though. And then, the moon, that’s beautiful, too. Especially when it’s full and bright. The stars are like little lights that twinkle in the heavens.” He had his head tipped back so his face was to the ceiling, like he was looking at it, except his eyes were closed. A small smile lit his face, and Rain couldn’t help but be reminded of the angels she read about in a book once. They weren’t allowed to read too many religious texts because so many of those books praised men. But there w

” Ouriel was reading from his phone, “An excepts from My Experience with The Angel of Death by an unknown author.” The next morning, Remiel and Azrael was sat in the dining table, in front of each other, while Ouriel was sitting at their side in the head of the table, behind him was a painting of a rose with blood drippings. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt. Rad and Rogziel were out early. And Nae was arranging their lunch on the table, “Stop it Ouriel, no one’s listening to you.” Nae said as she sat down beside Remiel. Azrael was playing with her fork and Remiel was staring at Azrael’s fork. “Well, you’re wrong.” Ouriel turned to Azrael, “Azrael, what did I just read?” he said, confiden

"Oh, Angel, I do love you truly. I love you more than words can express. You are the sunshine that brightens up my day, the star that guides me through the night. You are the rhythm that makes my heart sing, the melody that fills my soul with joy. You're my Angel, my miracle. You are my everything, my reason for being." He took a deep breath, his eyes burning with intensity. "I love the way you make me laugh, the way you always know how to make me feel better. I love the way you always hold me, touch me, kiss me. I love the way you always make me feel like I'm home."

I'm sure they're supposed to be words, but they're peculiarly stacked together in such a way that only the writer can decipher them. I flip the pages, which I'm surprised are empty at all, given how used the book feels and looks. Closing the book, I open it again to a random page. But there's nothing random about this page. It has been visited multiple times, even recently. I'm sure my sight serves me correctly. Angie's Must-Do List— Steps To Freedom. The title reads, and then there's a bunch of things. * Drink Alcohol * Try a cigarette * Have my first kiss

I scoffed, "Who am I to be mad at you for such a silly reason? We just met a few days ago, we're not even friends." "Don't say that, Angel," he said, softly, lifting my face with the tip of his index finger and his thumb. "Yes, you're not a friend to me, you are so much more. Eversince, the day you came into my life, you changed it, Cherry. What was a dark, gloomy day, you turned it into a bright sunny one. You are the echo to my silence. You are happiness to my sadness. You are the light to my darkness, Angel. And I'd be damned to see a tear in these God damn beautiful eyes because of me," he softly wiped the small trace of tear at the corner of my left eye with the tip of his thumb. "I'm s

I smiled by resting in his embrace peacefully meanwhile in the sky good angel : awww I'm shy evil angel : huh good angel : how cute they're evil angel : I don't feel so good angel : blind guy see love everywhere evil angel : I don't think so good angel : why evil angel : because we makes a great pair than them good angel : WHAT

Angel’s POV Angel was still kneeling. And he was angry. For whom—himself or the savage bastard—he didn't know. Maybe both. Or maybe he was angry even with fate itself. He could still taste him in his mouth. Bitter. Sour. His mouth was stinging like it had been kissed by acid and bad decisions. When in truth—Angel had just given a stranger—a man to boot—a blow job. That’s the cold hard truth. His crying eyes narrowed.

“These books are not merely stories. They are vestiges of our Father’s will and power. That is the reason why they are scattered across the globe. Many make the mistake of merely reading the words written in them and thus, fail to find the true power hidden within them. That is why the families that have them research them so ferociously. You read the first book as a human. There was nothing special about you then, so it doesn’t really count. You have the chance to peruse its contents again, but this time more thoroughly. I would advise you to hold off reading any of them until you are strong enough. Open the first book when you reach the peak of 4 Stars and the second when you entre the ran

She then tears up and thanks Ren for keeping the thing later on that while they are asleep Angel secretly wakes up and went onto the balcony there, she reads the tent letter. (sobbing) as she continues to read her cry and feelings of sadness gets heavy meanwhile as Ren in his deep sleep when he turned to hug Angel suddenly he noticed that he hugs a pillow then he wakes up and sees the door is open then Ren sneaks and finds Angel as he went downstairs he thought that she's in kitchen as the lights are on, but when he check no one is there then he sneak at the window there, he see Angel reading the letter while crying he wanted to approach but thinking to respect her time then he leave her.

'Angels are the guardians of hope and wonder, the keepers of magic and dreams. Wherever there is love, an angel is flying by. Your guardian angel knows you inside and out, and loves you just the way you are. Angels keep it simple and always travel light. Remember to leave space in your relationships so the angels have room to play. Your guardian angel helps you find a place when you feel there is no place to go. Whenever you feel lonely, a special angel drops in for tea. Angels are with you every step of the way and help you soar with amazing grace. After all, we are angels in training; all we have to do is spread our wings and fly! Nobody's perfect. We're all just one step up from the beast