City Of Angels Book Novels & Stories

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.

Why Try – Ariana Grande Angels and devils ruled the city of Los Angeles, it was something everyone abided by and everyone kept secret. But no gang was quite as fearful as East Angeles. Some said the place inherited the name from the ruthless gang, others knew it did. I – I was one of those unfortunate souls that knew everything. Every secret, every true rumour and every person on a hitless.

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."

And I should've been more understanding. Now, I know what I need to do. I need to make everything okay and ask for Angel's forgiveness. I will not lose her, I will make everything alright between us. ***** Hey, guys! I hope you like this chapter! I've dropped a few hints in the chapter. I know this chapter is short in length but I had to end this here. I have something exciting planned for the next chapter so... stay tuned? ;) What do you think about this chapter? Did Angela react irrationally or selfishly? Did Mason do right by bringing her here? Thank you for reading! Bloom M.

Millie’s hand on my chest was the only thing keeping me calm, yet as our group continued to talk, I kept my focus on Gabriel and Uncle Lucifer. As Gabriel prepared to leave, I let everyone know as they gathered to say goodbye. I let Millie talk to Gabriel as, over her shoulder, I locked eyes with Uncle Lucifer, who stood next to me; I gave him a knowing nod that, for me, today was the day I learned Angels we kind of assholes. ——————————————— Note: This book is the property of Ulliend’s Musings and the book can only be downloaded in approved formats such as Kindlevella and Goodnovel.

I added and left to lock myself in the study room, savouring on cigarettes; one after the other. About an hour later, a notification came through on my phone. She had booked a flight, and I took a sigh of relief. Finally she’d get to be away from all the toxicity she doesn't deserve! —------------------------------------ Angel’s POV When Ace gave me his card, with millions of dollars in it, it was surreal. It wasn't about the money; it was the idea behind him giving it to me. He's always been confusing, so it wasn't really surprising that he would wake up a changed man, after locking me up in the coffin.

Well, I'm still staying at Zayde's room but I guess he's right when he said this is the safest place for me to dwell, especially when this entire mansion seems to literally suck the life out of me the moment I first stepped my feet inside. Good thing though, aside from a talking crow and a foreign-speaking butler, there were no other weird craps that could actually creep me out, like crying voices in the restroom or some unknown shadows or footsteps from the corridors and other crap. "But wait! If Alastor can actually talk, then why didn't he say anything the first time we met?" I couldn't help but ask, the moment Leaflet put the tray of my midnight snacks on the vintage table. And as usual,

Kian leaned down, brushing his lips close to my ear, his words meant only for me. “You’re mine now, Angel. Tonight makes it official.” And as his arm wrapped around me possessively, I realized I wasn’t afraid. Not of the stares, not of the whispers, not even of the families circling like sharks. Because for the first time, I felt untouchable. “This is a joke, right?” She snapped, her voice cutting through the noise. “Her? Over me?” The crowd gasped like they were at some soap opera live taping. Kian didn’t even blink.

It wasn’t the right time. "The things we booked will arrive in the morning okay. Its Sunday tomorrow, let’s go city hunting. Picnic hmmm"? He combed Liam's hair with his fingers, trying to tone down his thumping heart. He was Jeffery's baby brother. Lucas was a mafia. He shouldn’t involve Liam in all his mess. He should not involve Liam in the game of death.

“Then who are you marrying? Everyone knows you are madly in love with me. Do you expect them to believe you would choose someone else?” He tilted his head, mockery sharpening his voice. “Besides me, there is only the sixth son. Cassian, the broken-winged one. His wings were shattered in that griffin crash, and he has hidden in the shadow halls ever since. Some say he will never fly again. Some say other things are broken too. What will you do, Elena? Spend your life with an angel who cannot even lift himself into the sky?” The hall laughed again. Just then, Cassian Seraphiel appeared at the entrance in a wheeled chair, pushed by an attendant. His face was pale, and his dark cloak covered the