Bad Little Angel Novels & Stories

“It is passed 4 already, so, I’m done for the day.” *** Angelina had arrived to the Badara club so late that she couldn't play the role of rhianna, well, she was late all thanks to Sylvester who had told her to work overtime and print out those documents for him, and one thing led to another, Mrs Richard had been beaming with smiles since the time Angelina arrived which was kinda odd! But Angelina shrugged it off since it wasn't actually her business or her concern because her major problem she had at that moment was the thought of Sylvester Being in the club scared her to death.

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.

Nicholes looks around and walks toward the corridor Angel in the bathroom cleans her hand and looks in the mirror. "Angel what are you doing you are on a mission you have to stop this man. This man is bad. You must do your mission." Suddenly three girls enter the bathroom giggling. They look at Angel keep giggling and walk to the mirror to fix their makeup. Angel continues to wash her hands and can't help but listen to the girls' conversation. "You know what my husband bought me a necklace and earrings made of studded diamonds yesterday." one of the ladies say

“What’s with the get-up?”Rachel asked.”Halloween on the other side?” The Angel Of Death rolled her eyes.”My latest…client,shall we say?...He was a lowdown pimp and drug dealer.This was his idea of an angel,carrying him off to paradise.Which,believe me,was not where I took him.” Gabrielle closed her eyes and in an instant,her outfit changed,from the trashy dress,to her more traditional black,hooded cloak.

“Malakith.” He only smiled and pulled Gabriel from the wall to smash him against it again with a hard thud that made him clenched his teeth in pain. “So you are the Angel that has been rumored to be giving my demons final death. Of all Angels...A simple worthless carrier.” He punched Gabriel in his stomach until blood shot out his mouth. Gabriel’s eyes glowed gold as he powered his Angelic form, but Malakith kicked him in his mouth causing more blood to spill on the ground. “You’re weak. You already sinned. I can smell her on you.” Malakith grabbed Gabriel by his hair, holding him up as he dragged him over to the bathroom.

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--

It was like I am in some spell. A few days later, there was an attack on Angelina by dark angel and demons. I fought with them alongside archangels. We won the fight but I was badly hurt. I was taken to witches where they need to make a potion for which they needed a fairy's nail and not just any fairy.it has to be a fairy princess nail. Eva knew there is no option so she asked Carol for help. Carol knowing that it's me immediately helped and gave her nails to the witch who created the potion and I was healed.

I cut him off. "No, who told you so?" He looks at me confusedly. "Well, I don't think that you have the ability to read minds because you are damn wrong. Wrong because, I don't think that I am with Arabella Rossi since I already know that she is not here and I have never met her actually." His expressions change to the one of shock. I look back at my Angel and same goes for her. She has become pale. I pull her face closer to me, cupping it gently. "What happened, Angel? You okay? Go into the car. You don't need to deal with this man here. I will, okay. Go." She surprisingly obeys me and goes to sit in the car. I turn my attention to Devin now. "So, you were saying something?" He opens his mo

I had let myself relax too much. Who would have thought my biggest competition would be that pretty rich boy? I mean come on, him? Sure, he was tall and had that stereotypically good look going for him, but anyone with eyes could see him and Angel were not meant to be together. She was so kind and genuine. He looked at her like a pretty new tool he was trying to figure out how he could use best.

I will skin Riccardo alive and feed him his entrails if I find a single scratch on her beautiful skin. We descended in silence, tension rolling over me in waves. My jaw ticked the closer we got to the club. I didn't peg Callie as the partying type. Did she do this to spite me? Going out without telling me because I didn't inform her I'd be out all night. I shook my head. No, Callie's an Angel. It must be that big-eyed Isabella; she's bad influence. When our car pulled up to the curb outside the club, ear-deafening music greeted us.