Buffy Angel Fic Novels & Stories

But then, one might wonder if anyone on Earth has everything under control. You must be wondering why this writer has chosen to sound so lame, but fear not, for Angel's tale is not done yet. No one's story is ever truly done, but right now, we will leave Angel to talk about someone else, for while Angel was busy preparing her revenge on her ex-husband and twin sister, this pure soul was waiting for the love of her life to fall right through the sky and into her arms. And don't you worry, for I will be the one to tell you about this girl, the girl named Fiona.

"Why are you still fucking stood there!?" Angel snarled furiously. Shielding me from him as if he had seen me naked. Hearing me cry out in pleasure might as well have been the same thing In angels eyes. "Why the fuck were you touching her!?" Cole snapped back at him murderously. "She's mine!" Angel growled out slowly, his lycan rising like a wild beast. I knew if he escaped he would go into bloodlust, he would shred Cole to smithereens before using his bones to sharpen his teeth on.

Chapter 11 Angel is a super excitable girl. I was wondering how I could bottle her energy and sell it. I could make a fortune off her endless bouncing. So far, I have gathered that her and her mom are part of my dad’s pack. She also was just told how we were taken from our parents before we were born. She agrees with me when I told her I’m glad they found the birth mom dead. Her mom Fostina was with my mom during most of the surrogate issues. Her mom was my mom’s close friend.

Angel said when she and Damon were finally alone. Ignoring her statement, he asked, "Do you have blood with you?" "No." She replied, shaking her head. "Then we have to leave school and get you some blood to drink before you suck anyone dry." "I don’t know why I keep craving human blood. It’s not always like this. I used to only crave it when I saw the blood. But now—" Angel shook her head vigorously as worries consumed her. "I don’t want to hurt my friends. I think I have to stay away from them."

Ava told her. “Sure thing,” Veronica said, quickly handing Ava’s order to her. Ava spun around on her chair and looked out over the club. It was a Friday night and despite it being early, it was already packed. The rumours that if you were lucky, you could see angels dancing on the dance floor and the clubs special drink, Angel’s bliss, had caused a spike in its popularity. The fact it was said to be owned by the mafia added an extra hint of danger and excitement. When Ava felt relaxed enough and the music got to her, she got of her chair and moved out on the dancefloor. She had become used to dancing in the crowd and she trusted whoever was covering her to keep the men away. Ava let the mus

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

That was the only word that I got hold of. I wondered if the Vampire had crossed their barrier so.. I waited for some time to listen carefully for a bit. "Uh..what's going on.." Anita asked curiously. "The angel...she's up but.. causing trouble. " "What did she do...Did she kill?" Anita snarled as she started going deep inquisitively. "No...she takes a host and.."

Tangled. Hearts racing like they’d race a fucking marathon. The room was spinning. Angel couldn't move. The stranger was still inside him. Still hard. Then— The fucking incubus started to move again. “Shit, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Angel could not believe it, he croaked. ‘I have to run,’ his mind said one thing, but his body didn’t even want to move and leave. Instead his hips met the man’s every thrust. “You’re not done yet, are you, you beast?” Then Angel moaned again. **

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

Angel replied. “Mmm… I hope we can soon end that nightmare…” “You can help get us out of here, as for the nightmares… that will take time…” “I hope Rufus is badly hurt?” Xavier said, his voice almost cruel. “Yes, but recovering—although not as fast as he used to—You killed his healer,” Angel said. “The girl faking to be my mother?” “Yes.” “How is she his healer? He spoke to her like she was his pet,” Xavier said.