Angels Reyes Novels & Stories

He confessed that he had reported my account previously to prevent the video from being posted, insisting that only he should see it. Later, he transformed his account, with ten million followers, into a chronicle of our everyday romantic life. After completing his studies and graduating, Jared formally proposed to me. ...... Jared's POV. I've been smitten since the moment I laid eyes on Yvette. If anyone asked me what an angel looked like, I would point straight to her.

"A drink then?" "I can get one for myself." "What do you want then?" I narrowed my eyes at him. "I'll let you know but just know you owe me, Kris." He answered, staring into my eyes. Huh? "Wait…how do you know my name?" "Weren’t you the one who called me an angel? Well, angels know everything." He stated, his lips curling into a smirk. With that, he got up and left, leaving me in a state of confusion.

, He said, but was pushed away by Godric. "RAFAEL !!" were the menacing words of Louis, who was glad that at least Godric had broken away from him. What was this angel doing here? Did everyone have a run or something? Or did he want to bring porn to Amoniel? One thing was certain, Louis didn't like the fact that he was so close to Godric. A quick throat clearing later, he looked directly into the angel's blue eyes. “How do we get the honor of Rafael? An angel of healing and also one of the 4 elemental angels in Assiah? Have you been thrown out up there? ”The addressee laughed a little, stroked his short, wavy and fluffy-looking hair. He was half a head taller than Godric and had pure white w

He is the most gigantic of the well fed soldiers, and his amused smile makes my fear surge. The other soldiers tighten their grips on my arms as the gigantic one readies his bull whip and steps closer. He halts one step behind me. "You agreed to spare her life," the assistant of the angel kings complains to them. "I said you can have her as your slave if she lives through her punishment," Angel Adon sternly corrects. "Surely you did not expect us to forgive what she did to our beautiful Princess because you ask us to," he adds and the assistant falls quiet.

“You’ve got to see this—there’s an anonymous angel investor in town looking to back the top 3 businesses. It sounds like our best shot; what do you think?” Reyna’s heart leapt with hope. This could be the lifeline she desperately needs. She typed a swift reply. “Set up a meeting asap. I want in on this.” Within hours, Reyna found herself striding into a swanky downtown boardroom, briefcase in hand. A handsome man in an immaculate suit rose from his seat. “Reyna Flores, I presume? I’m Daniel Walker, pleased to meet you.” As they shook hands, Reyna was struck by his intense grey eyes, somehow familiar yet unknown. “Likewise. Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice.”

I sit up and push the ball to the side. "Hey, look who's going out!" Ted suddenly exclaims and walks to the window. The other guys are busy with the game and clearly don't give a fuck. I walk to the window and see Angel walking out of the house with a bag hanging on her shoulder. I can't believe that I thought her name was Madonna. I blame that little asshole tied to the chair. "Damn! She looks hot" Ted says after a whistle. I glare at him and turn my attention back to the walking figure.

I continued, “If you and my brother are fucking, I swear I will have your blood on my hands. I’ve killed hundreds of people before, you’ll just be another one of them. You should never long to see me angry, ever?” Angel started shaking at the mention of me killing people. She struggled letting her sobs come out, I was still blocking her windpipe. She was on the brink of collapsing, so I let her go. I'm not planning to kill her, at least as of yet. I watched her grasp for air, holding her throat. After she balanced the oxygen in her body, she started wailing. “If you don't open this door now Ace, I'm going to break it. Leave Angel alone, it's not her fault!” Luis mumbled, still fighting a los

’ ‘Angel…’ ‘Fine…since you wanted it…so bet it…I, Angel Reeves accept the rejection of Ronald Meyers, and starting from now on, you’re completely forgotten.’ ‘ANGEL!’

he said, extending a hand. Chelsea forced a smile, his handshake light, almost tentative. "I'm Chelsea." Angel's eyes sparkled. "Oh, you're that Chelsea. Chelsea Waters, right?" Chelsea nodded, his gaze drifting to Angel's boots. "Yeah, I am. Nice boots." The red sequins seemed out of place amidst the somber atmosphere. Angel chuckled, his eyes crinkling. "Thanks! I'm a fan of statement pieces." He struck a pose, his leg bent to showcase the boots.

Sometimes she is messing with the students but I didn’t care. “Hailey.” I called her using a low voice so no one would think I’ve gone crazy for talking by myself. She stopped playing on her toes and face me taking her feet down to the floor. “Yes?” “Angelo is a demon?” She gave me a shrug. “And how can you still be here? My Birthday is done.” “Angelo asked me to watch over you,” she said. “Why would he do that?” I lean my back on the chair acting as normal as possible so no one would think I’m crazy.