Angels Tea Room Novels & Stories

I chewed my lips anxiously, cautious to not draw any blood. A friendly looking waiter's eyes met mine as I flashed him a weak smile, not moving from my position. Angel's was a trendy, affordable place with a live band every day at this hour and an open patio for people who wished to dance or dine outside. The place was dim with only fairy lights yet not dark enough that I could not be seen by Logan. At a table to the far right, I saw Cath and my friends seated, their giggles and murmurs mingling with the melliflous songs played and sung by a handsome boy band on the stage right next to their table.

"Hello, Ms. Floyd. This is Evelyn. Can we meet up?" Naturally, Angel would not refuse. "Sure." They agreed to meet at a cafe in the World Trade Center. It was just a stone's throw away from Angel's apartment. Angel didn't have a car, so she took a taxi to the cafe. During the peak hour, it was not easy to get a taxi. She waited for a long time on the roadside before she got into a taxi. When Angel reached the place, Evelyn was already there. She was slightly stunned when she saw Angel's clothing. "Angel doesn't look good. What's going on?" She was baffled, but she still smiled at the former. "Ms. Floyd, good to see you. What do you want to drink?"

“Well, your momma heard everything that rat bastard had to say. Spouting his mouth off about it being his club. Your momma took him to the room where they hold their meetings and we followed.” “Hey did you know the upstairs is a sex club? Man, the things we saw. Just wow. Women with multiple men and vice versa.” Ice says and I chuckle, shaking my head at him. I place the plates in front of them and sit next to Angel as she sips her tea, nodding her head. “Yeah, of course I knew. I was planning on …” I look at her and she blushes as she realises what she was about to say.

Damien's POV How could he be so foolish? Inviting an angel to Hell was not only dangerous, but unheard of. When the angel king had stepped into the castle, the wave of pure energy was almost nauseating. However he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed it. After the male had left, Damien deeply regretted his choice in words. Upon first seeing Ashton, he was mesmerized by the angel's beauty. He had been told by various guards that Heaven's heir was a sight to behold, but he wasn't expecting this. With an annoyed grunt, Damien collapsed on his plush bed. Every moment that passed, he continued to curse himself for attempting to maintain his reputation. It wasn't his original intentions to cont

The maid placed the tray down the coffee table and left after Angelica motioned for her to be excused. As the maid closed the door gently shut, Angelica bent forward, her slender and flawless fingers held the teapot and poured tea on both ceramic cups. “Have a drink.” She spoke after placing the ceramic teapot down. “Thank you.” Crystal mumbled and gingerly took a ceramic cup, lifting it up to her lips as she took a small whiff of the hot liquid. From what she can assume, it’s jasmine tea with a mix of red berries. The scent alone is enough to give a calming ambience in the room.

And after being cleared by the immigration authorities, there was a man dressed in a blue suit, with red roses in his hands, waiting to take Cordelia to her new hostel in school. In a bid to get drunk, get high and forget her worries, Cordelia instructed the driver to take her to the biggest bar in town. The driver took her to the Fainting goat, the biggest bar in town. With loud music, bouncers and hookers surrounding the bar, it was easy to tell that it was a very busy place. Cordelia stepped into the bar and sat at the first free seat in front of the bartender that she could find. “Welcome to the Fainting Goat”.

She forced a smile. “How do you find your room?” She wondered, pulling the typical hospitable stunt. I returned the smile. “It soothes my soul.” “Can I help you?” “Hmm.” She hummed and took a glance at her papers clipped to the board. “You are required to join us in a few minutes. Room 5, just behind the receptionist.” “Sure. I’ll be there!” I assured, and started closing the door so she would leave on her own. The ick had began. I hated this, but it didn't matter. I had to meet Angel halfway. 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 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.

When Xavier heard that he could reach Monique, he hurried over to Cindy excitedly, “You know where she is?” “Yes, but it’s not convenient to talk here. Let’s find a place to chat,” Cindy walked forward after saying that, while Xavier followed behind her. … On the 23rd floor of Marriott Tower, Angel was alone in the office. When Daddy saw that Mommy was not in the office, he asked her where she went. Angel said that Mommy went to Mansion Coffee, so he headed over.

The mansion is so empty during the day and glows during the night. “What are we gonna do here?” I asked. “Imagine we are in a ball and we are dancing to a music,” Angelo said. Suddenly a music played on the background like it’s for real. It’s weird that I watched at every corner of the room to find the music. “You can hear it,” he said clicking his hand and in one blink the place turned into a huge space with dominance of gold color. “Did you do this?” I asked confused still frozen with my feet.