Ango Bsd Novels & Stories

- he says with a grim tone. - You can always try, idiot. - Dominic tells him, and I laugh. - But Dad, Brady is still young. He will remain the beta for a long time. - I don't think so. After today, I'm pretty much sure. We had a big argument. I yelled at him, and he wouldn't open his mouth, but I saw hate in his eyes for the first time in my life. Angel's presence awakened old feelings in him, the loss of his mate 12 years ago. I think he's losing his reason.

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

Acre giggled "Yes young man I am, the moon goddess wills it" "What no, Ocean we are not taking loony Lanna are we?" before I can reply growls fill the room "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr" grandma Beth then spat "You two may think that because you have elemental gifts your special, but let me tell you both now that if you insult my good friend again I shall knock your teeth down your throats for you" "Ok ok sorry," I say then turn to Queen Lanna " we are sorry we didn't mean to insult you but your still not coming",

“It’s more like a volunteering.” “Volunteering?” “Yeah,” Seb nodded, fixing his attention on the road. “There’s this group like an NGO. They go around spreading awareness on rare illness and raise funds and basically stuffs like that. They are in need of volunteers to join this season so I thought it’d be perfect for you.” “Oh, it seems-”

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

“I know it sounds impossible, but… I was given a second chance. The Moon Goddess sent me back. She said it wasn’t my time yet.” Osiris, who had been staring, frozen, suddenly steps forward, his expression twisted with anger and something else—something deeper, heavier. “You stupid, reckless fucking—” Without another word, his fist flies out, connecting with Zane’s jaw in a quick, hard hit. Zane staggers back, wincing, but he doesn’t fight back. I move to step between them, but Zane raises a hand, signaling for me to stay back. Osiris glares at him, his fists clenched, eyes bright with barely contained emotion.