Angels Reyes Novels & Stories

Stefano said as he eyed Jay, who remained amused by the whole thing. Jay stretched his arms as he looked outside the window. "It's a hunting season now that everyone in the Kingdom knows about Ezekiel's death sentence." "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" Joshua spoke inside Jay's mind. Jay smiled on his own while looking outside the window. The Angels were speaking in different languages with each other. He knew every word that they talked of, but he chose to ignore them. Their main problem was to hunt Ezekiel down as Jay already gave out a death sentence on the fallen Angel. Unlike the rest of the Angels, Jay was tied to the living world due to his upbringing every time he died after helpi

His wings were like billion of stars when it shines, too stunning that you couldn’t turn your eyes away, it was heavenliness that could warm one’s heart in just one glance. Kram came near them with frowning eyes and lips, all the angels immediately stood up for they knew that there was something bad that happened the moment they looked at the Archangel’s expression. They slowly formed a line before him and bowed down their heads as they knelt one knee above the ground, as a respect for their superior. “What’s the matter, Kram?” Xhagreb asked, one of the male angels, an old man around 2000 years old, who was guiding the little angels, his face was wrinkled but it was smooth and white as snow.

Closing my eyes, I said a silent prayer not to God but to the angels I had once lived amongst in heaven, hoping they would remember all I had done for them. "Angels, I know you can hear me; I know I have no right to ask this of you! But please- save this man! He is a good man! I need him! Please! I promise I will owe you a great debt!" Hearing nothing on the other side of my prayer, I sobbed silently; hot tears trickled down my cheeks, tasting the saltiness of them on my lips. How could I be an angel and not help this man? "PLEASE, I promise! I will come when you call!" I begged wholeheartedly. Feeling a warmth wash over my body divinity spreading through me from my core, I let out a breath

Angel is a fairly tall man around six feet with broad shoulders with a lot of lean muscle, a slight tan with shoulder length black hair and dark brown eyes. “Alpha Raven, it’s good to meet you,” Angel bows his head baring his neck making me nod while reaching out to shake his hand. “It is good to meet you, Angel. I hear you’re Alpha Osric’s brother and quite the warrior?” I question with a small smile as he firmly shakes my hand.

"Ate? Manang Cora is already asking for the payment, because the list of our debts to her store is already long." ***** While walking on their dark and small road, Angel kicks every stone she steps on. This is what she hates the most when her Kuya isn't around, she doesn't know where she will turn to. She hates this feeling, when she doesn’t know what to do. She will borrow and then she doesn't even know how she will pay. Hey, life! She whispered as she looked up at the sky. She was greeted by the dark sky with twinkling stars.

But this time, it was Angel’s face. His expressions. The way he looked at Tony. His sweet sweet voice. The way Angel felt in his arms. How he fit there perfectly. His heart felt like it was being jabbed with dozens of needles. Then the way Angel said ‘..mi ami.. (love me)’ His whimpers. His heat. Then— “Uhm, young master...” A voice. A Santa De Leones’ man braved himself to step forward. His body was shaky, his eyes wide.

I placed my hand around his neck and looked at the other two angels. “Frey!” One of them—a brunette cried. “Please! Don’t hurt him. We are just here for cleaning up the place!” He said, holding the other blonde boy—a younger one close to him as if to protect him. I let the angel go and placed a barrier on the place, reinforcing Leviathan’s barrier making him raise a brow at how careful I am. “That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” Leviathan smiled sardonically towards the angels. “Now, let’s start from the top. My friend here isn’t really patient now. Where is Ashley Wilson?”

I tangled my fingers in his hair and he groaned sticking out his tongue inside me. "Fuck," I moaned. He put a finger inside me and fingered me. I could feel I was close to releasing my juices all over him. "Please..." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point. He added a second finger and I gasped. "Faster Theo," I moaned. I felt myself clench around his fingers. "Theodore..." I moaned. "Yes tesoro," he said, "Cum for me." (Tesoro: treasure)

He got to see her from another perspective and he felt like he knew he better. ******** Marcos punched the mirror in the bathroom. He was angry with himself and he did not want to see his reflection. He winced as he removed a small shard of glass embedded in his hand. He switched on the tap and put his wounded hand under the cool water. He needed to control himself, his body was still aching from the fight.

I stated. “Reina, meet Jax, the American mafia b-“ “Mafia boss, trust me I know a lot about that and him and his ruthless methods. Nice to meet you… Jax.” I snarled with my teeth gritting together in memory of exactly what he did. “His men. Felix and Ang-“ Reese began. “Angelo, I know, he’s the best friend I told you about.” I interrupted and flashed a genuine smile to Angelo. “You’re Angelo Angelo?” Reese questioned with a disgusted facial expression scrunched on his face.