Concrete Angel Real Story Novels & Stories

It's like he didn't want to let me go. When Cupid's arrow hits Red Chandler Buenavista, he becomes very clingy. As soon as I picked up my phone from the table, it rang. Angel's answer was in it when I opened it. Last night, I talked with him. He called me right away, and we talked for nearly two hours. When I told him what happened, Angel was angry as usual. He almost went to the mansion and beat all three of them to death. Before we said goodbye, I also told him where I lived. We were going to talk about Redemon and me, but he had to go to sleep because he had a client to see in the morning.

"If Angelina doesn't make it, then even I won't make it." "Don't say that," she cried softly. "I won't come back if she isn't there with me," I said and kissed her forehead. "Stay safe, alright." Every second felt like hours when we finally reached L.A. My mind raced with all the evil thoughts. Gabriel informed us that one passenger did arrive in a wheelchair. It was a woman in her early twenties. The man, who I assumed to be Ace, had fed the story of her mother dying and the girl being unstable. The pathetic people bought the story as easily as they'd eat shit.

"I'm grateful you're here. Otherwise, I might have fainted. Please lend me your assistance. I've encountered numerous individuals in my life, and I believe you're the type who can make a significant impact. Please!" Angel remarked dryly, "Increasing the net worth by 20-fold in three months is not just difficult—it's nearly impossible." Despite the great challenge, Angel's face displayed no despair. She radiated determination and optimism. "But I still have time, right? Three months. If I work tirelessly, a miracle might happen. I'll accept defeat if I can't meet the target despite all my efforts." Angel's eyes conveyed an indescribable resolve. Logan nodded, moved by Angel's refusal to give

Sincerly, Angel Franco

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

This story about love between an Angel and a human. This world made with innumerable magic and history. which is manage by God and Angeles. This story about an angel one of them. One day some Angeles talked about the earth. some of there traveled on the earth and they shared their experienced to each other.There were an Angel Arin was just listened them and said I wanted to go on the earth.

I back off slowly moving to my back and hitting the wall as I crumble to the floor on my knees. My phone buzzed in my pocket. The icon appears to be Elle, the woman who’s claiming to be Angel’s mother. We never had a conversation except for once the rest of our relationship has centred on Angel getting better. She watches her, brings new clothes and offers to pay for treatment which I couldn’t accept. Angel is my responsibility and until my wife beats this obstacle I’ll be by her side and what’s confusing is that my wife knew her, lived with her, maybe that’s how she got to find out her helper was actually her real mother, strange how life works. She showed me the ultra scan, baby clothes, a

Matthew said softly, "what is certain is that I still love you like my own mother." Mrs. Matthew was still unable to speak, only her watery eyes now shone with extraordinary emotion. "The second-" Angel paused her sentence, feeling confused about how to explain her current condition in a simple sentence. "Maybe this sounds ridiculous and far-fetched, but actually Erick and Jack are not humans." "What?!" shrieked Mrs. Matthew frowned deeply. "And actually I'm not of pure human blood either," added Angel with a grimace. "Hah?" Mrs. Matthew snorted with her mouth open, "Are you guys trying to tease me or what? If you're not human, then what?"

We were sitting inside Deena's living room, and I'd spent the last two hours telling her everything. The festival. The hotel. Emilio. Ophelia. And most importantly...Azrael. When I finally told her who Angel really was, Deena stared at me for almost thirty seconds. “So wait...your Mr. Angel is the Azrael Valchini?!” I nodded, taking a sip of wine. “You've heard of him?” “Girl! Who hasn't! He's like one of the richest men in the world right now thanks to some tech software program.” Now that surprised me. With everything that's been going on, I hadn't had the chance to do a full background check on him. So he's also a tech genius?

I was going to delete my notes about how I planned my life to be a month after I started at Fire and Desire but something held me back while looking at the notes in a very fancy font and highlights •Become a successful and published author •Travel the world with the man I love •Earn enough money to pay Mama’s debts and get back our house. •Renovate the house ❤️ •QUIT FIRE AND DESIRE; all in a bold font and underlined I shut my laptop off as my eyes eyes well up with tears as I remembered how I became Angel *Flashback; Seven years ago* “Please Mr. Johnson, just let me stay for a week! I can pay the bank soon enough!” I cried as I held a backpack and a luggage “I’m sorry Safina but your mother