Novel & Cerita Buffy And Angel Wedding

Gale said firmly, “Don’t worry, Sir Ares. I’ll never hurt Angel.” Gale nodded and said, “If that’s the case, you can stay here.” Sir Ares stood up and proceeded to walk away. However, Gale stopped him. “Sir Ares.” Sir Ares turned around and asked, “Is there anything else?” Gale revealed some shocking news. “Angel was my wife in her past life.” Sir Ares froze momentarily. He then fixed a sharp glare on Gale. “As you said, it all happened in her past life.” Gale tested the waters tentatively. “If I ask for your approval to marry Angel, will you have any conditions set out for me?”

I remained standing exactly where I was, silently watching him approach me. He stopped right beside me. Without hesitation, he turned to face the warriors standing before us. “It looks like I arrived too late,” he said in an even tone. “What a pity… I wasn’t able to save your comrade.” From the corner of my eye, I noticed him briefly glance at me. It was only a quick sidelong look. “Good thing only one warrior died today,” he murmured. “I honestly thought we were going to lose five.” “Anyway,” he continued smoothly. “I’ll be the one to formally introduce this young lady to all of you... This woman beside me is Angelicca Severia.”

Angela pretended to mediate, adding, "Jessica, don't worry. I'm the operations manager now. If anyone at work gives you hell, just let me know—and I'll fire them!" Oliver glanced at me dismissively. "What kind of trouble could she face? Due to something as trivial as a wedding, she ran away. Now, she's learned that making money isn't easy and wants to get back together. Even if she faces some hardships, it's still better than being unemployed." Hearing Oliver speak so lightly about it, I couldn't help but frown. The wedding I had meticulously planned for three years was given to another woman. How could he consider it trivial?

I was in the small sunroom off the library, trying to lose myself in a book, when Izzy burst in, her face unusually pale, a gossip magazine clutched in her hand like a venomous snake. “Angel! Nonna tried to hide it, but I saw it on the newsstand when we went for pastries!” She thrust the magazine at me. The headline screamed across the glossy cover in lurid, oversized font: {BILLIONAIRE’S BOGUS BRIDE! Damien Salvatore’s ‘Fiancée’ A Penniless Painter Hired to Hoodwink Dying Mother!}

She affirms. "Then that doesn't make her an angel or my prince's mate." I state. "All werewolves phase on either their seventeenth or eighteenth birthday. Anyone who phases after that have very high chances of phasing into an angel." She answers in an impatient tone, like she is wondering why I hadn't figured it out and had to ask.

she asked. “I was kind of hoping you would take mine,” Zane said. As Ava looked at him, not understanding what he was telling her, he went down on one knee and took out a small velvet box. “Angel, from the first time I saw you, I knew I had to have you in my life. I was a fool for not seeing how much you mean to me and how meaningless life is without you. But I know now, and I don’t want to spend one day without you. I need you the same way I need air. Angel, Ava, my love, would you do me the honour of becoming my wife?” he asked, and opened the lid. Ava looked down at the beautiful pink diamond in a snowflake setting, with clear diamonds in a halo. Then she looked at Zane and she realised h

His life was being controlled by his mother. The very next day, news went out announcing Ethan's marriage and his lucky bride. Camila saw it and went crazy but Isabella was there to calm her down. The days went by and preparation towards the wedding was ongoing. Mr Garcia also went to check up on Mr. Wilson, his lawyer but seeing his condition he could not share an update on his wife's situation with him let alone ask for help. The day of the wedding finally came. Mr Garcia left Camila with Isabella and went to prison to visit his wife. Camila drugged Isabella and left the house. She picked up her keys and sat behind the wheel of her ride and drove to the location of Ethan's wedding.

"Where were you?" Xavier's voice came from behind her. She stopped her movement and turned to look at him. "I was on a date." He appeared surprised at first, then the shock on his face morphed into curiosity. "I do not understand. Why did you go another date with him?" "Apparently, it is my duty as his fiancee." She said in a nonchalant way. "What?" He looked at her with shock. "Are you really going to marry him?" He asked with an angry expression on his face.

Avery added extending her hand to me for a handshake with a mocking smile on her face. "What?" I said shocked. My heart dropped to my stomach. Theodore had a fiancé? When was this? And why didn't he tell me about it? I could hear my heart beating as my eyes watered. I ignored her handshake and turned to Xavier silently asking for answers. I had so many questions and zero answers. "Who is she?" His father asked, "and why is she in my son's house?" I couldn't speak. I just stood there like a statue and kept staring at nothing. "She's his girlfriend," Xavier said emphasizing on the word girlfriend.

Crystal couldn't understand why Rose seemed to envy her so much, but she brushed it off, knowing that it was not worth her time or energy. "Did you hear?." Grace asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Hear about what?." Crystal inquired, genuinely curious. "Angel is no longer here," Grace revealed, her voice filled with anticipation. "The owner wants to take over and be in charge now. I heard he's a guy and a complete hottie." She couldn't help but smile mischievously. Crystal's heart sank slightly at the news. She couldn't shake off the feeling that something wasn't right