Charlie And His Angels Novels & Stories

DAMIEL That feeling like you’re floating on air, not water. You feel light but heavy; you feel full and, at the same time, empty. No one said angels were rude to newcomers. “Someone fucking attend to me.” Murmurings. Charlie. I can smell him, sweeter than normal and smoky. His scent is stressed. I hate that. He is feeling like shit because of me, and who the fuck left him here while he is in heat? Is he even having a clear mind?

Although Charlie was unaware that the little sister he’s been protecting his whole life in his College time would soon suffer at the hands of his Alpha. Why? Because in the past when the Guardian Angels found out who they are, they were put in prison as they know that giving strength to their Alpha will also drain their life energy. They would lose their time of youth, hence why their freedom is taken away from them because their Alpha knows they’re gonna do everything to escape their fate. "You gonna stand there all day or what?" Charlie gave me Marjorie a smug look. "Damn, girls really take a whole day to get ready."

Salvation added. Charlie Sr was speechless, unable to comprehend the situation he found himself in. Charlie Sr was too furious to focus on the screen and the words Chloe was saying drove him insane during the interview. As a result, he didn't notice something earlier. But now he instructed, "Get the cars ready. I need to head over to Celestial Hotel right away."

"He came to the human world himself!" "Are we in trouble?" Murmurings filled the air as the black limousine stopped in front of the huge mansion. The door of the car was pulled open by another and as soon as it was pulled open, silence fell across the entire mansion. Not even the breathing of the others in the mansion could be heard as a lot of them had their breath hitched. The King of Death Angels, Adonis had not come to the human world himself for over a million years but had spread his angels to take over the tasks of taking expired souls away and now he was suddenly back to the human world. It was frightening for every other death angel.

‌ Carlin joined in with a giggle, "Oh yes, Charlie’s Angels got nothing on us." ‌ “Just for your information, Charlie’s Angels consist of three females,” commented Cathari. Her tones hinted that she wanted to be part of whatever Vanya and Carlin were doing. ‌ Kevin's eyebrow raised, "Oookay, so I take it you have a plan concocted?” ‌ Carlin exchanged a glance with Vanya before bursting into laughter, "Oh, Kevin, you have no idea." ‌ Vasky, the nerdy guru, chimed in, "I'm intrigued. Care to share your method?"

“Don't worry it won't hurt when you hold onto me.” I stretched out my hand. There was just something about him that made me want to believe anything he said. William hissed and left the bathroom. Don't know what his problem is. The flying man pulled me off the floor and into his arms, like I was a weightless piece of paper. Then he set me down on the bed inside. I spotted William from the corner of my eyes. He was sitting in the dark. “I'm sorry, where are my manners,” He extended his hand for a shake. “I am Charles, an angel. It's nice to see you all grown up, Catalina.”

“Yet you keep testing my limits. The Medici estate does not welcome you. There is only one reason you’re allowed to step inside, and that is to face your judgement.” “I will!” Victor shouted immediately. “I’m willing to accept your judgment, Rachel, as long as I get to stay by your side!” I nodded. “I’m a fair person. That depends on whether everyone here is willing to give you that chance.” The elders looked at him in silence. “No one objects!” Victor’s face lit up with hope. “I request–” “I object!” Chiara objected. She walked straight up to Victor and spat in his face. Her eyes were red as she glared at him.

Calvin’s phone pinged. He glared at his screen, reading and rereading the words as if expecting them to change. Charles wanted to know if he would be available to join the wedding rehearsals since he was acting as the best man. But all he could think was: how did the days go by so fast? Angel hadn’t called him, and he hadn’t bothered to ask Charles for her first name. He chose friendship over love. He shouldn’t be feeling this horrible, but his chest and heart hurt each time he thought about it.

GILDA’S POV When Angel was done playing, I lifted her into my arms, and the three of us, Japheth, Angel, and I, went back inside the house. Japheth rolled quietly beside us as we returned to her room. Japheth stopped at the doorway while Angel and I went in. He didn’t follow us inside; instead, he stayed there, watching us in silence. The room felt unusually quiet, and I could feel his eyes lingering on both of us as we settled in. After a moment, he finally broke the silence.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **