Beautiful Angel Novels & Stories

On the other hand, she was alone enduring 2nd degree burn. The earlier screams of condemnation tortured her mind thus the slight rustling of leaves provided her a momentary distraction. Her vision dimmed faster as the exhaustion and anguish drained the vitality out of her. Before she succumbed to the darkness, she saw a girl coming out from the bushes. An angel, she thought. Sporting a white velvet dress, it was inevitable for the little Caress Aragon to be mistaken as divine being. Heart shaped face, long lashes, pointed nose and honey skin are just a few of her defined assets. She was an epitome of beauty and cuteness combined.

But, confessing again, being with Angelic magically makes my time well spent. Once inside the cabin, Angelic sits next to me, and when the Ferris wheel starts to move, she places a hand on my knee and squeezes it lightly – maybe out of fear, or expectation. His face is adorned with a slight smile and blue eyes reflecting the lights of the entire fucking city. Simply, and undeniably, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. "It's just as beautiful as I remembered," she comments.

​She looked at his hesitant, handsome face and bit her bottom lip bitterly. ​"Just admit the truth right now," Angelika cried softly, her tears spilling onto his warm hands. "You should just admit you don't find me attractive again. I'm ugly to you now." ​Bryant got offended by her dark accusation. He released her wrists and grabbed her face passionately with both of his warm hands. ​"Don't ever say that terrible lie again," Bryant ordered, his eyes burning with intense heat. "That's never true, Angelika. You'll always remain the most beautiful woman in the land to me. You're flawless."

Her naturally friendly composure gives her an air of graceful reserve. You have to know her to fully appreciate her beauty. Physically she’s lovely – not that she would consider herself attractive. I know better. Sometimes I think that I’m the only one in the world that can truly see just how amazing Angelique is. Every thought Angelique has, everything she says or does is direct and honest. She glows from within with goodness, strength and so much more. I’m madly in love with her, so maybe I’m bias. Angelique is the most perfect and wonderful woman in the entire world.

I froze, my head turned towards the voice, all my senses heightened at the oddly familiar sensation I was feeling. And there she stood, my sister Angelica, the ever favorite daughter and princess of my parents. Her natural blonde was cut short in a bob framing her small face with plump lips and beautiful blue eyes, she'd always been the beautiful one. Except that her heart was filled with poison and nothing more.

If he really wanted to make up for all the bad things he did, then he had a very long way to go. I had just finished applying my lipgloss when I heard a knock from outside the door. Lucy looked at me and then at the door. She opened the door and Baron walked in. I turned to look at him and was awestruck. Baron was indeed very handsome, as much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny that fact. He had beautiful hazel brown eyes and a jawline that was sculpted to perfection. And the man sure knew how to dress. I realised that he was staring at me longer than he should have. It made my heart flutter a little.

“It is so—beautiful!” The now quiet Bastien stood behind her as she gasped and oohed while her gaze fell on this vase or that miniature. “Hummel…?” she gushed. “Oh, that!” She laughed outright as she pointed at an old Tiffany lamp. “I always wanted one of those!” Bastien stepped closer. “You like it?” Angel nodded. “Like it?’ She laughed. “It’s a world apart, it’s—” She halted. “Magnificent!”

She gave me a cheeky wave and I waved back lightly. I hid myself before the woman could swivel her head to look at me. "Who are you talking about?" The woman asked. "An angel. She was right there mommy, she even waved at me." Alexis explained. "There's no one there, Alexis. You're just giving me excuses so that I can let you play in the rain. Not happening!" The lady muttered immaculately and I heard the little one huff loudly. "But mommy I really saw a beautiful angel..." Her voice trailed off. Beautiful angel huh? I'm no where close to being an angel and I will never be. With the amount of hatred that I have in my heart I don'

"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.

She exercised almost every day and when she gave birth to our baby girl, she was comfortable with her body. Fast forward three years later and here we are. I was standing at the altar waiting for my bride. A lot has happened since Jackson was born. We found out that he was an angel like Ava, which was extremely rare considering that angels were only born every century. I looked over to my son as he sat with Katie and her kids. He had a bright smile on his face as he played with Katie's daughter. My attention focused at the end of the aisle when the song came on. My breath hitched in my throat when Ava came into view looking absolutely breathtaking. She was as beautiful as ever and my eyes se