Angst Fanfic Novels & Stories

She moaned "already wet" he chuckled and withdraw his fingers from her panties "What just happened?? " Bluey asked no one in particular "Fuck! Fuck!!. You Motherfucker!! "She screamed and Angelo smirked "I hate you! "She retorted "The feeling is mutual "He replied and Bluey narrowed her eyes She groaned and rushed out. Angelo watched her leave the room He took a cigarette,he lightened it and started smoking. He groaned and threw it off the window "did I just do that "He thought and bite on his lower lip

ANGY: i saw my sister killing my parents every night and i was there but i was freeze of fear. AHMET took her in his arms and assured her, ANGY feels so hot and her desire showed up she pushed him into the bed and she sat on him and whispered < i love you and i will never let anyone took you from me> and she bites his lips and then she kissed him with desire and she took off his shirt and kissed his neck and licked his chest when she heard. YURI: what are you trying to do with my master . ANGY turned her head and she saw YURI, she was shocked then she blushed and she lost consciousness, AHMET puts her on his bed and cover her and he slept beside her, he asked YURI to sleep in the backpack.

I might burst my feelings out and he will ghost me. I went to the kitchen fast to take a chair and use it to climb the tall cabinet dusting the top. I don’t know why Hailey suddenly pushed the chair as if it’s an accident. My body jolted as I tightly close my eyes to wait for my body to feel the floor. But then I didn’t, I was between Angelo’s arms when I open my eyes. It made me startled seeing how close we are.

Just listening to him speak, it's obvious why the haters have labeled Alastaire a snob, while the fans consider him “the charming one” Even though all the boys met at a prestigious boarding school, Alastaire still sticks out – his accent and way of speaking make him sound like some kind of romantic aristocrat. An aristocrat who happens to have the palest blue eyes, an unusually beautiful face and a halo of burnished gold hair that literally makes him look like an angel from an old painting (hence his nickname – "The Angel".) He's really taken the whole angel thing on board, and started playing with a pure white electric guitar, embellished with two silver angel wings on the scratch-plate. It

I wanted to let the cold in my body, as I was feeling stressed. Angus sighted me, shut the door immediately locking as he rolled his tongue. He dashed to my side and knelt to maintain a balanced height between us. “Give me a chance here.” Angus stuttered, feeling drunk with love. “I am going into you, again.” “Do it gently, please.” I demanded, as I kicked my breast to his lips, allowing him to suck and grow more drunk in love. After a long time of playing with my breasts, Angus picked up my cloth, tearing it to pieces with his sharp fingers. He drew closer to me and took off his trousers.

"I'm ready" "ok, you see this girl on the screen, her parents just died in an accident but she was saved, she has a great future but without the help of an Angel, she will be led astray, you have to guard her for 18 years and if your past, I will send you to earth as a human angel to guard the human of your chosen" 18 years is a lot by then Vegas has grown, but I will come back to guard him as a human and I can be able to interact with him "ok" she smiles

"She's that vicious?" "Mm-hmm." Aurora nodded. "Angie told me earlier that she's reading a novel right now. Because the plot didn't go the way she expected, with the female lead not forgiving the scummy male lead but instead falling for the supporting male character, Angie completely broke down. She's been relentlessly attacking the female lead and the author, using filthy language to insult them. She accused the author and slandered her. Even though I'm her cousin, I can't stand her comments. They're so vulgar and unrefined.

I let out a heavy sigh and recounted the events that had unfolded at my mother's house, all the while my eyes intermittently straying to the stripper, who moved with a captivating grace. "That's pretty messed up," Angelo commented, his gaze following mine. "Looks like you could use some distraction tonight." "Who is she?" I asked, curiosity piercing through my brooding. Angelo chuckled, his eyes not leaving the dancer. "Ah, you noticed her too. Just look at her—the way she moves, that allure... She is something else, isn't she?" Anger surged within me at Angelo's casual remark. How could my destined mate be the subject of such crude comments? I shot a glare at Angelo, who seemed oblivious to

Instead, Finn's face appeared right in front of hers. “What are you doing, Angel.” “Fuck off,” Angel pushed Finn’s face away from her. She snorted, trying to hide her blush from her nosy best friend. “Your face is so red. What were you thinking? You look like a horny virgin.” “Shut your damn mouth, Finn. Get away from me," Angel pushed Finn's face away from her and shifted her body to the right. She still hadn't recovered from her fantasy of dancing with her boss. That damn Finn had ruined her imagination.

But I shook my head, a slight smirk playing on my lips as I took in the sight of the innocent angel who dared to venture into my forbidden domain. I took a step closer, now just inches away from her. “This room is off-limits to workers and non-members, especially angels like you.” As Summer tried to back away, I moved closer, trapping her between myself and the stairwell. Her chest rose and fell. I could smell her berry scent. The tension between us crackled in the air, charged with a dangerous energy.