Beautiful Angel Novels & Stories

She's so beautiful. The thought came unbidden into Layon's mind as he caught himself staring at Angel who, by the sound of her gentle breathing, was now fast asleep in an awkward position in the chair across from him thanks to the belt around her waist that she now refused to take off. Thinking of how fearful she'd been for him when the jet had been jolting all over and he'd hit his head, he couldn't help but smile. She was feisty and stubborn and more than a little annoying at times, but she was also cute and beautiful throughout. Even now

look. Shaking my head, a sigh left my lips when Ace entered his side of the car. "Seat belts!" He hissed. Nodding my head, I quickly clicked my seat belts on. As we drove out of my house, I kept on thinking, 'what should I do now? He didn't even say I look pr-' "You look beautiful Angel." He whispered. I quickly snapped my head toward him, shocked. Did he just read my mind or what? "Uhm thank you, sir," I whispered looking away.

The entire office felt like a resolution, a bad quality movie, but the major question is who is this angel? "How dare your pathetic ass sleep while on duty?" The angel said in a British accent. Her tall frame and slender body were like that of a Victoria secret model. Her soft ivory shoulders were exposed and her cherry red curls fell down on her back like a bone straight hair. Her lips though in a pout were carefully tinted red. Her skin looked flawless, impeccable and perfect. She blinked her eyes from time to time, allowing her eyelashes to flutter like the wings of a butterfly. She snaps her long, slender fingers in my face snapping me out of my reverie. She is a beauty to behold. The ty

"Hello, Sariel." with a small nod, she acknowledged me. Tall and lean and perfectly sun-kissed regal elegance graced this angel. One of the deadliest of angels ever created a real predator. Dark straight hair is worn in a high ponytail. Peridot eyes that sparkled even at night, lined with long dark lashes, her perfect high cheekbones. A straight nose and rounded lips colored deep red. Her beauty drew you in, and like a black widow, she'll end while showing you love. Peridot wings dripped in emerald angel dust. One word described her, and she couldn't hide it or deny it. Lethal.

Because usually he is always adored by everyone. Angel smiled crookedly, feeling a little happy when he saw the woman who was annoyed with him. "In reality, you are just a pale-skinned woman who wants to take Bella's beauty." "Don't you think I'm beautiful, huh?!" Rose snapped with an increasingly annoyed face. "Just so you know, I am the most beautiful woman-" "You're not very beautiful," interrupted Angel, even though in his heart he acknowledged the woman's beauty. "Even the ugliest woman from the human race is still more beautiful than a creature like you."

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

Miah’s soul was so beautiful that anyone meeting her could see it shining in her eyes. Shaina looked up at the ceiling first, shocked that her body didn’t feel pain. She remembered the voice of an angel reassuring her, making her promises. A voice she had to listen to, but she was very afraid she had made it up. She turned her head and found her angel. She was beautiful. Every bit as beautiful as any angel Shaina had ever imagined. Her hair was long and flowing, as black as a raven’s wing. Her face was that of a Madonna. She had a classical bone structure that was delicate—almost fragile—and so beautiful that she took Shaina’s breath away. Shaina had not spoken a word in months. It was diffi

But light after darkness and vice-versa is the game of nature. The challenges Ace had to face are just round the corner. **** Angel came down dressed in a white gown with a blue scarf covering her head. Ace observed their daughter holding the hand of Scarlet and getting down the stairs carefully. His eyes watered with tears of contentment, in appreciation and praise for Angel who was looking like a real little Godmother. She had hardly finished getting down half the staircase, Ace rushed to her and picked her in his arms before kissing her cheeks. "My princess looks very beautiful today dressed like mother Mary." Ace complimented Angel and the house was filled up with merry giggles of the li

It was no wonder people loved staying here, it was beautiful. an angelic voice greats me and I can tell its Angela by her scent wafting to me from the back on the entrance. Angela is a succubus and she is very good at her job. I know Dorian didn't tell Rebecca about what she was, and for all intents and purposes she never questioned why Angela was so perfect. Rebecca wasn't even intimidated by her which I found intriguing since Angela was drop dead gorgeous. Any man or woman that walked threw these doors were just enamored with her which made bookings a breeze.

Her peaceful expression tugged at his heartstrings, filling him with a deep sense of reality. “This world has been too cruel to you, Angel.” He muttered softly. Beneath the gentle caress of the moonlight, Amara looked ethereal. So innocent. The soft silver beams spilt through the window, casting a delicate radiance upon her face. Her ebony hair cascaded in graceful waves around her, like strands of midnight silk, contrasting with her porcelain skin. Moonlight danced upon her delicate features, illuminating the contours of her face, revealing the subtle curve of her cheekbones, the graceful arch of her brows, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath.