Novel & Cerita Buffy And Angel Fanfics

Unfortunately she couldn't. "Angel?" Rain's voice was heard there, calling for Angel who was still daydreaming and made Angel blink her eyes. "Yeah, Rain? Where have you been? I think it's been a long time since we talked." Angel missed Rain, of course. Rain cleared his throat. "I … I don't want to bother you with Gamma. He's currently recovering. Besides, I'm spending my time with Bella intensely." Bella. Angel almost forgot the woman's existence. Finally, Rain said that he had confessed his love for Bella and she returned his feelings. The two of them are now lovers: Bella who owns Rain. Angel tried to suppress the pain in her voice.

he took another deep breath and held her hands in his before glancing deep in her eyes, "Will you be my girlfriend, Angel?" "No."

As Benson said this, he expected Angelique to stop him, but she rather went into a peal of provocative laughter, before calming down and regarding the confused man before her. “Who’s your girlfriend? Benson… So, because I chose to play with you for a while, you thought we were an item?” Angelique chuckled in amusement, plopped lazily on her luxurious sofa, and concluded without care for Benson’s emotions, “I only wanted to make my man jealous. However, he still has his eyes on that bit*h, Bella. Bella Grey…” She became a bit absentminded, and at that moment, the furious Benson asked in an icy tone, ‘Who’s your man?” He dreaded what her response would be, but he still wanted to hear her.

But her voice betrayed her. Daniel’s smile faltered for a split second before he nodded, “ Alright… if you say so. Don’t let the gossip get to you. You know how people here are. ” So he knew about it too. Across the hall, Angel leaned casually against her desk, smirking as she scrolled through her phone. Her “ little project ” was gaining views. She knew exactly what she was doing. Amelia didn’t belong in Ryan’s life because she was too naive and too undeserving of Ryan’s attention. Angel had been by his side for years, waiting for her chance. Even though they had sex often, she knew he didn’t feel anything for her. The sex was just good, no romantic feelings whatsoever was involved. She was

he whispered huskily. He ran a hand along my jawline and I hissed in pain retracting from his hand. He frowned at me before he raised a hand and slapped me across the face. "For an angel, you sure are weak and pathetic. No wonder your own mate doesn't want anything to do with you. I don't even know why the guy that paid us wants you in the first place" he spat at me and walked out of the room. "You're lucky he wants you untouched and alive" one of the other men in the room mumbled.

I shook my head, focusing on the beautiful yet mysterious blonde in front of me instead of imagining my assistant in her place “Let me thank you for saving me from those pr*cks Lex.” Angel kneels in front of me and played with my c*ck and sucked the tip of it, teasing me once more “Stop teasing me Angel… just f*cking suck my d*ck.” I hissed out

"Harlot!" CRACK! "SLUT!" CRACK! "Yes!" Buffy howled, her ass glowing red. "I'm a fucking cheerleader! An exhibitionist slut getting off on every guy in the stand, and a lot of the women, fucking me in their imaginations as I shake my pompoms! And you don't even have to imagine it. You don't have to pretend to fuck my ass! You can fuck my slutty, wanton, sinful, cheerleader asshole, Dean Love!"

I slid out and positioned myself on the bed to where she could sit on my lap and ride me. She slowly lowered herself on my length and cried out when I bottomed out inside of her. I grabbed her by the waist and moved her up and down, fucking her from underneath until I couldn’t hold back any longer. “Fuck!” I grunted as I sprayed her insides with my cum. I then licked her neck and bit into it while she did the same to mine. We were officially bonded together. Jeremy’s POV My brother really outdid himself with this one. How the hell did he find an angel/vampire mix? Angels were really fucking rare to start with.

Some lay quietly beneath blankets. The atmosphere was vastly different from the lively scene outside. “These are survivors of abuse,” Angelicca continued softly. “Most of them suffered severe physical and psychological trauma. Their cases are often the most difficult to treat.” Jace's expression darkened. As Jace silently observed the room, something else caught his attention. The moment Angelicca stepped inside, the atmosphere subtly changed. Patients who had appeared tired moments earlier suddenly brightened. Several smiled warmly at her. Others raised their hands in greeting despite their weakness. Some called out her name softly.

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: