Buffy And Angel Fanfics Novels & Stories

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.

Isabella said annoying Camila "What is wrong with you? Are you for me or against me? You know what? The reason why I failed is because I have an enemy for a friend. A devil who calls herself my best friend but only works against me. Wait, are you helping the Carters?" Camila asked "Camila, you don't see it when someone cares about you, do you? If I am not supporting any of your plans is because I know it will not bring you happiness," Isabella said getting down to of bed and standing on the other side of the bed facing Camila.

“I guess I won’t have sex with anyone then. My poor vibrator’s going to have to do for the rest of my life. Of course, there’s also oral sex. I can’t get pregnant like that!” Fallon’s eyes heat with desire at her words. It’s almost amusing to see his pale cheeks flush and his mouth gape open in shock. However, Bree continues to speak completely, unaware of his reaction. “Oh, and let’s not forget that my little sister is some kind of angel who just happens to be the Devil’s mate. Doesn’t anybody else think this is completely crazy?” Everyone remains quiet as they let her absorb her new reality. As we stand there, I can’t help but consider the fact that things are going to get worse for all of

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

"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.

He chuckled at the expression on her face and silenced her with his lips again as she tried to speak but she wouldn't even have spoken if she had wanted to because he took her mind off every thoughts except the feel of him, his body and his heart. She and their children were his everything. She was his world. She was His Angel. The End ❤❤❤❤ We've finally come to the end of this story and I'm so so happy. Thank you so much!🙏🏻❤ Do check out my other story, "Married But Single." Leggo! 🏃‍♀️ 🏃‍♀️🏃‍♀️ l love y’all ❤️❤️❤️

“HAHAHAHA! You’re so lucky that no matter what kind of face you wear, you still look like a Greek god who went down here on earth! Hahaha! You’re so lucky that your Clan has beautiful genes.” “Shut up.” ANGELA. “Angela! Oh My Gosh! I’m going insane!” My co-worker, and best friend Christine came running towards me while I’m at the bar counter, getting the ordered foods and coffee of our customer. “Huh? Why? What happened?” Christine screamed first, before answering my question. “Angela! You never told me that you have a very handsome boyfriend!!” “What? But I don’t have a boyfriend.” “What did you say? Then who’s that handsome guy named Rafael?”

AUTHOR'S POV Staring in the distance, Ana's mind had been travelling to all sort of memories. ' You shouldn't have done this, Angel! ' That's what, Beast said that night. He called her with nickname Angel and a week ago, at the cemetry, Damon Alvarado called her by the same name. Was the really a coincidence? Her head had been pounding. What was happening? She couldn't understand. This Beast was getting inside her mind and was not letting her think anything else.

She answered right back as if it was fixed on the tip of her tongue. "Who?" Laurent asked. He didn't sound curious to her, almost demanding. "What?" Laurent stood up, an inch distance between them, she backed up. Slowly he lifted his hands up and his shirt came off leaving his upper body fully bare on display for her to see. "Was it Michael? Let me inform you that I'm much better than him, physically as well as mentaly. Your ex boyfriend is bonkers and lanky." He bragged, he had no intention of comparing himself to the Angel he hated most and neither did he want to show himself as a better option but he did it anyway.

Her physique was so perfect, her up the knee mini skirt did no justice to enveloping her perfectly sexy thighs. Her almost pale skin colour matching her choice of suit left Lucian wondering if she knew what she was doing with all of that dressing and choices. Lucian had seen so many beautiful women since his stay on Earth, but nobody told him Angels lived freely around too. Lucian had his mind going haywire at the sight of this woman that had such impact on him. He dropped his pen and rested his back on his chair, tilting his head up and spinning the chair gently sideways as he kept on feeding his eyes.