Brent Weeks Night Angel Novels & Stories

At the end of the night, after I’d changed into a white summer dress and sandals, Sebastian bonded my eyes and led me away from the pack. “Are you ready, Angel?” he asked. “I have so much planned for us for the next two weeks.” “Am I ready? Get me there and we’d find just how ready I am to start the rest of my life with you.” —THE END—

He’s interrupted by cheering. He waits for everyone to quiet down again. “We will be having Angel’s Luna ceremony tomorrow night. I know it’s fast, but there is a reason for that.” He stops looking down at me before taking my hand in his and kissing it. “Angel was held captive by vampires for seven years. Apparently, vampires like the taste of Guardian blood. They have put a bounty on her head for seven million dollars. The other day, we were attacked by vampires in the canyon and today, we were attacked again at the offices in the city.”

with the other five angels working tonight, all of them getting ready. The preparation was extensive. Full body waxing. Makeup applied to perfection. Hair styled. Bodies oiled until their skin gleamed. Each angel wore the same uniform: a black silk robe that would be removed the moment they entered their assigned stations. "Room assignments," announced Mistress Katrina, the club's manager....a severe woman in her fifties who ran The Obsidian with military precision. "Maya, you're in the Velvet Room tonight. We have eighteen members booked for gloryhole service between 9 PM and 2 AM. Think you can handle that?"

"Billshit. Over time, you will become a company slave and shit.” Angel ignored her cousin's sarcasm and continued dancing to the music. She freed herself to do anything tonight. She even wore one of Ellena's sexy dresses that she had just brought from Las Vegas. The dress was thigh-length, had a deep V-neck and almost touched her navel. Underneath the dress she only wore a thin thong and something for her breast. It was definitely not a bra. She didn't wear it at all tonight. Ellena gave her a bra cup with tape to protect her precious assets. “Psst...”

he said playing with his fan. ___________________________________________ Angel sat on the queen size bed in her "new room". It had white walls and a small window near the ceiling with bars on it. There was a bathroom, with no window just a tiny vent. Angel sighed to herself there was no way to escape. Suddenly her door opened to reveal an angry Alec. "What do you want" Angel said sacred. She didn't fail to notice how angry he was that she was brought here. "I'm here to get entertained and to have my revenge." He said sadistically as he approached her.

She groaned. “Unbelievable!” Seven dramatically threw both hands in the air. “Imagine, I was demonstrating and using all my theatrical mannerisms to give more details to my true life story just so you could enjoy it, and here you are; sleeping while I perform for the spirits! That's disrespectful!” “But you've sha told this story to me a hundred times. It already feels like it happened to me.” Angel shrugged, braids resting on shoulders. She wore a pink Hello Kitty blouse, Blue Jeans, and her indoor Crocs.

Ace’s POV I got back home in the middle of the dark, and headed straight to bed. Angel was still sleeping peacefully, and I snuggled beside her, then held her into my arms as I listened to her rhythmed breathing. On the other hand, my racing thoughts didn't give me the privilege of getting to slumber, so I watched into the phantasmic sunrise amidst the dark, raging clouds. Around 7am, Angel regained consciousness. She didn't say a word, she just stood from my numb arm's rest, and disappeared into the bathroom.

I heard Ace's voice, followed by Santana's. "So" Santana trailed and I walked closer to the balcony until I saw Ace standing, facing the view that we got from the balcony, with a cigarette between his fingers. Damn, he looked hot with his messy hair and such a tight hugging white shirt. Snap out if it Angel! My mind screeched. My eyes then fell on Santana. We were like polar opposite. She had blond hair with black eyes and she always wore those slutty dresses which would make me wanna puke. She was leaning the wall, showing off her cleavage to a non interested Ace. "How come I never saw you?" she asked, batting her eyelash flirtatiously. I hid behind the long curtains and decided to eavesdro

This car was my favourite one. "Hey, Angel, how was your day?" he asked, smiling. He looks really handsome when genuinly smiling. Wait, what am I even thinking? "It's been great," I answered, averting my gaze from his hypnotizing eyes. "Oh and I'm meeting Wailyn and Trish at 7 tonight, so, I was just thinking...can y--" "Can I drop you? Of course, I will Angel," he said, looking at me intensely.

"I even searched for her coach, 'Ronin,' and found some websites, but they were all in a foreign language. I couldn't understand them. I was planning to get someone to translate, but then the websites disappeared. It's really strange." Anthony lifted his head, his face filled with sorrow as he gazed out of the window, wearing a melancholic expression. "Two souls, both in distress... My angelic girl appeared out of nowhere that night and vanished just as suddenly. I have no clue where to start looking," he lamented. Leo contemplated for a moment. "You did mention she was near the Dynasty Entertainment Club that night. What if... she's one of the performers in there?" "Cut the crap! My angel i