Archangel Romance Books Novels & Stories

With the wolfsbane in my bloodstream, I couldn’t heal as fast as I was supposed to. Swallowing the cry of pain that threatened to come out of my dry throat, I stared at Aaron’s grey eyes. “Angel please, don’t do it! Give him a chance. It was bad, but I am sure he can change with love and time. He is our mate, you can’t do it” Sia cried in my mind. No, he couldn’t change. He had just shown his true colours and some things shouldn’t ever be forgiven. I started, yet I wasn’t able to finish my sentence, “I, Angeline Chantara, reject you Alpha–”

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

Who could not believe it when she saw how serious Gamma's expression was to her? “And now, do you still not believe me?” Gamma asked, staring at Angel with full of question looks. "Are you repaying my feelings, Angel?" No need to wait any longer, Angel nodded her head, looking at Gamma with flushed cheeks. “I think I ... I reciprocate your feelings.” “You what?” Gamma seemed dissatisfied with Angel's confession. Angel's cheeks blushed even more. “I .. I think I love you too.” “Really?” Gamma raised an eyebrow. “Then how do you feel about Rain?”

While it was strange, and rather annoying that it took so long, I can’t say I didn’t enjoy my time with the little Human. It’s funny how time can change things. It was almost as if the realms were playing a cruel joke on me. I’m Dominik, the dark side of an Archangel. I have no good in me, and I haven’t loved anyone ever in my entire life. Yet here I am, falling for a frail Human girl with bright blue eyes. How?

The necklace, still faintly glowing, felt heavy against her chest as if it, too, held secrets waiting to be uncovered. She made her way downstairs quietly, avoiding the bustling kitchen where Rose was likely preparing breakfast. Instead, she sought solace in the library, a sanctuary of knowledge and quiet contemplation within the main house. The shelves were lined with ancient tomes and volumes on supernatural lore, each holding a promise of insight into the world beyond human understanding. Andrea pulled out a dusty book on werewolf mythology, flipping through its pages in search of any mention of beings like her—half-human, half-something else.

The confusion drew upon me and my brothers but then the witch began speaking again. "She has let her wings spread and opened the door of her heart..." She spoke, her voice stretching out each of the words, "The season of love is knocking there and it's just one step afar...." She stopped, her hand lifting the cloth with her eyes still closed. A smile tugged at her lips, "He is there, her protector for eternities. The heart of the angel has now connected with the king just like the imperishable bond of their souls," Bond of the souls......That means the smell of that powerful Lycan that I sensed was because he was her mate.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

I didn't care, I just knew that it was fantastic. With every lick, the ember of my desire burned brighter, threatening to catch into a full blown blaze at any moment. I felt my temperature rising, the heat consuming me from within. Tremors rocked my body as his tongue fanned the sparks that my body nursed. I felt the heat rising, felt the smoke, and where there's smoke, there's always fire. When the flame ignited, my eyes squeezed shut. Delicious licks of fire washed over my every nerve, intensifying every sensation that I felt. The red color of the flames was all I could see, and my ears roared with the intensity of the flame.

"I'm done with the letter." Chiara nodded her head and continued working on her laptop. Xavier glanced around the room, not sure of what to do. He had checked the laptop for incriminating information, but all he saw was games and songs, there was no file on the laptop and the browser history was clear, absolutely nothing. He stared at the bookcase in the room, it was filled with different business and marketing books, he wondered if she actually read them. A book caught his eyes and he looked closer at it, it was titled 'Expressions and Emotions: How to understand them'. He read the title on the spine again, to be sure he had not imagined it, it was correct. 'Why would she read something lik

He thought he heard the sound of the door opened and closed again but paid no heed to it as he took another sip of his drink with his eyes closed. Then perfume scents wafted in the air around him and he felt a feminine hand tug gently on his arm and made him lie on her soft chest. He tried to look up to see who she was but he couldn't make out her face as the room was darkened, his blurred sight not helping and she started murmuring light words of comfort as she loosened the buttons on his shirt. Too tired to care who the lady was and what she was doing, he resigned himself to his fate, imaging the woman to be His Angel but with a small thought at the back of his mind that her scent was not