Buffy And Angel Fan Fiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

He wanted Lucas to hold him… "When Jeffery left me......" ---- Tabby

I tore off his tie and pressed it against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. “Hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.” “No… I can feel it… I’m not going to make it…” He lifted his ruined left hand and, with blood-soaked fingers, touched my face. “Rachel… can you forgive me?” I sighed and said, “I forgive you, Victor Medici.” A brilliant light exploded in his eyes, like he was burning through the last of his life. “I love you… Rachel… I really do… One last time… I want to hear you say it again… say you love me…”

Butler Sam opened the door and I immediately saw Lucifer, lying on a hospital bed with his eyes closed. The tears that I have been stopping to fall down finally made its way down to my cheeks as I slowly walked towards him. My hands were shaking when I touched his face, “L-Lucifer…” His cheeks were hot, but his eyes and lips were closed. “Wake up now, Lucifer… Angela is here… your girlfriend is here…” I mumbled, hoping that he would finally wake up after hearing my voice but still, he didn’t move. I leaned down and hugged him, I felt his chest going up and down and I heard his heartbeat. “Lucifer…”

Lighting my body on fire Wishing For more Wanting for more "Did you miss me, my angel?" He says in his hoarse voice. I can’t lie to him this time. He already finds a way to control my body. My whole body was born with his Dangerous Passion. Phone ringing Angel reaches her hand to the dresser where her phone is. She takes the phone and answers it when she covers herself all over with a blanket. "Hello," she says when she is still sleepy "Angel, where are you? Everyone is waiting for you." Her friend said to her

Damien's POV How could he be so foolish? Inviting an angel to Hell was not only dangerous, but unheard of. When the angel king had stepped into the castle, the wave of pure energy was almost nauseating. However he couldn't help but admit that he enjoyed it. After the male had left, Damien deeply regretted his choice in words. Upon first seeing Ashton, he was mesmerized by the angel's beauty. He had been told by various guards that Heaven's heir was a sight to behold, but he wasn't expecting this. With an annoyed grunt, Damien collapsed on his plush bed. Every moment that passed, he continued to curse himself for attempting to maintain his reputation. It wasn't his original intentions to cont

Angel hold Mira down to his body as he made sure to feel her crotch touching his bulge. Mira was feeding from him while Angel’s hard rod hit her core making her hips grind against it. Both of them were moaning in the heated session and making them want to do more. “Hubby…” Mira moaned as she pulled away from feeding from his neck directly. Angel looked at her with so much affection and love while letting Mira dance on his top. “Wifey…I…” Angel was about to say something when Mira’s eyes shifted into tri-color and her fangs were showing.

Bright. Warm. Beautiful. And for the second time that day— Froz knew he had lost the argument before it even began. Far beyond White Fang Territory… A lone figure stood inside a dark forest. Watching. Waiting. Listening. A hood concealed his face. But not his smile. A cruel smile. A dangerous smile. One hand held an old parchment. A sketch. A young woman. Bright eyes. Golden hair. Summit Angel Warm. The figure slowly folded the parchment. Then whispered into the darkness:

If Zade was here, he would have called her a fucking idiot in three different languages. Angel’s hand wrapped around the tube and began to glow white, clearly transferring heat from her light into the tube. It was a conductor of heat, so Bianca’s growls and cries were expected. Angel let up after a few moments. “Be specific and elaborate. What were you to each other?” she demanded. “We were partners. Business ventures and sometimes sexually. People would come to us if they needed shit done, and we’d get it done,” Bianca explained quickly, clearly hoping that her answer would save her from additional pain.

The time had come for her to embrace her angelic heritage and unleash her true potential. With a deep breath, Claire closed her eyes and allowed herself to be enveloped by the ethereal energy of the forest. She opened her senses to the unseen forces around her, attuning herself to the ancient wisdom that resided within the very fabric of her being. As she connected with her angelic lineage, a radiant glow suffused her form. Her eyes shimmered with an otherworldly light, and her wings, invisible to mortal eyes, unfurled behind her, their majestic presence felt rather than seen. Zane gasped in awe, witnessing the ethereal transformation before him. He was in the presence of something extraordi