Romans & histoires Archangel Romance Books

Levi reminds him, as they both turn towards me with hungry filled eyes. "Fuck, Angel." Salem moans at the sight of me touching myself. "Oh, she's far from an angel, can't you see?" Levi smirks. "You're right. She's much more breathtaking than one." Salem retorts making me blush. He moves back in between my legs, before looking deep into my eyes. "Are you ready, Angel?" he asks me softly, gently running his hands up and down my thighs. "Yes." I moan, more then ready.

prologue It was peaceful and wonderful in Angel’s empire, trumpets were singing, clouds were dancing and angels were peacefully resting but a sudden appearance of Kram, stopped their calm and peaceful empire. Kram, was the Archangel, highest above all angels. 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.

Standing just a few feet away from the car on the concrete alley I took a deep breath, closing my eyes for a brief moment, still feeling a ghost of the warm sensation wherever his skin had made contact with mine, making it even harder for me to calm down. Damnit... Why can’t I just stop feeling like this? “I don’t care who the fuck you are, you’re paying for this, man!” I could hear my brother’s annoyed tone, shouting at Azrael from somewhere behind me, clearly referring to the entirely missing door of his car, making me lightly shake my head in disapproval at his arrogance. My brother really is something. Just about an hour ago, he had found out that Raz is an Archangel, and now he is argui

" Prove that death only obeys the one who understands and respects it. Be mine, my promised. I didn't kiss him, despite the closeness, because that decision didn't have to be mine. As much as I twisted my nose several times before that the archangel would never have the chance to sin with me, there I was, offering myself for it. And for a moment, while our magic fought the thunder fired towards us, I thought Miguel would retreat, I thought he would change his mind. But as if death embraced life, he held me and lifted me up; not to carry innocently, but so that my legs would envelop his hips, and so that our faces would level. And it was there, in the midst of the rain, with hundreds of archa

While dozens of wolves with Renald in the front running on the street below us. “Sarah J Maas. She writes books about faes with great erotic sceeeeEEENNS!” The angel just took another sharp turn to the right. But a wolf jumped from the building on the right. Luckily, Renald had appeared –or as the angel said, winnowed, to the wolf and snapped its neck right then. “You have weird references, huh?” the angel continued, “Hold on tight.” “I’m already holding on tight!” “Then hold on tighter.”

Damon’s POV Angel seems like she’s on a mission, at first her hand started to rub my cock gently but now she’s going at it like her life depends on it, I can’t help but let out my moans, I can feel her wet pussy dripping as my shaft slides up and down the outside of her lips, I can smell her arousal and it’s hard to keep my wolf at bay. My turn to play to, although she’s straddling my lap I’m much bigger so I reach my arm around her back down and under, and I easily find her juicy wet pussy, she drips instantly at my touch and I feel her body quivering. Angel drives me wild, my fingers do circles around her clit while my palm is rubbing around her opening catching her delicious juices, after

NIKOLAI VOLKOV And then, between sobs and broken words, the story continued. Angelo was the only son, and also his parents' favorite. Then he recounted the most painful details. When Angelo threw himself on top of her to protect her, he absorbed the full impact, dying instantly with broken bones while she walked away with a scar on her face. The mother's grief, transformed into hatred. The exile to the convent at age nine, the childhood hope of becoming a nun, a sacrifice to redeem the life she had "stolen." And then, at eighteen, the silent expulsion back to a house that was not home, to a life of service and invisibility, two years serving her own family as nothing more than a maid.

I promised. "I won’t hear it but I know now that you are thinking of her. Tell me are thinking of her when you fuck me?!" She said harshly. "Is it my face you see when you bury yourself inside me or do you imagine her face instead." "You're being ridiculous...” I stated defeatedly. "Angel, I swear you are all that matters to me. I love you." "How can I believe you when I look at you now all I can think of is that you are thinking of her on our intimate moment together." She stated moving away from me. "I honestly don't know if what we have is real or am I just imagining things."

she blushed he carried her all the way to home a new journey of love started blooming meanwhile in the sky good angel : waww how cuteee evil angel : uff how many days you'll watch other's romance good angel : untill I get my love evil angel : you wont notice still talks good angel : what do you mean evil angel : aha nothing

But it seemed like he was all too lost. "Welcome everyone to the death of the lady Amorivia!" The Angel raised his head to gaze up at Tenshi. "Don't worry. She will restart soon." Not a second wasted and Tenshi attacked the Angel. It is clear to him that he was of no match for the Angel but he can't stop the hatred and regret in his heart. Inside his chest is being consumed by a dark force that keeps him from thinking straight. The others couldn't just stand there, they have to take Amorivia's body. The ran to get it but they were stopped by the old man with his subordinate, that girl and boy.