Archangel Tv Series Review นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Can't you see that he doesn't deserve you? You give in to him so soon and guess what? He'll do bad things in future and you'll forgive him again because you were able to forgive such great evil against you!" Carl spills his guts panting. He moves closer to me, cupping my cheek and giving me a concerned look. "Angel isn't a good person Thea, he's a mafia boss. Ruthless, heartless. He's evil. You don't want to know the things he does behind closed doors. Wake up Thea. Have some dignity."

ANGEL'S POV Angel put into her mouth the drug that was given to her by the man she had met for less than a second; in other words, the young man was still a stranger to her. But she couldn't resist his teasing and drugs. Angel didn't think anymore because, in these situations, now that she's drowning in sadness, the only thing on his mind is, How can she escape from this sadness? But no one can ever escape sadness because, with every step we take, we cannot avoid carrying this sadness.Angel swallowed it because she didn't understand when she looked into Daem's eyes.

Ardina's eyes glanced in annoyance. She is known as the angel of death has a cold expression on his face, but he's looked very handsome. But its nature makes every woman feel fulfilled when she knows he is an expression angel of the death is very cold. "Are all angels like you?" She asked very curiously. But, Ardina felt useless asking questions to this one angel. The lips remained silent, hesitated. She has ignored the angel was also reluctant to turn to her. The gaze remained focused forward, continuing to pull Ardina's hand.

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

As if the chair had bitten her, she shot to her feet and pointed at me. “Rachel! You… You’re not dead…” I nodded. “I did die once, but I came back from hell. After all, there are still debts to settle.” I stared at her pale face and smiled brightly, asking, “Didn’t Victor tell you?” I paused before continuing, “In the Medici family, debts are always collected. They’re never left unpaid.” Her body swayed before she collapsed back into the chair, completely drained. “First thing,” I said, my gaze cutting into her like a blade. “Get up. That’s not your seat.”

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.

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.

I sit up and push the ball to the side. "Hey, look who's going out!" Ted suddenly exclaims and walks to the window. The other guys are busy with the game and clearly don't give a fuck. I walk to the window and see Angel walking out of the house with a bag hanging on her shoulder. I can't believe that I thought her name was Madonna. I blame that little asshole tied to the chair. "Damn! She looks hot" Ted says after a whistle. I glare at him and turn my attention back to the walking figure.

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?

I've always wondered why he left Shadowvale and what caused the rift between him and his family, but Chloe would never tell anyone. Listening to Angel's tale of regret—of not loving his parents enough, his struggles living on the streets, and his transformation into a vampire—I find myself empathizing with his pain. When he finishes, Vivaldi scoffs, and I can't help but feel a mix of pity and skepticism. Is this all just a made-up story?