Concrete Angel True Story Novels & Stories

Although I couldn't see his eyes because of the mask, but right now, it really felt like his stares were piercing right into my core, leaving me breathless. "W-were w-we still talking about the sinners that were needed to be punished in the story, r-right?" Damn, I couldn't believe I just stuttered! Good thing he just chuckled and patted my head like a pet. Gone was the strong aura he was emitting a few seconds ago. "Of course, we're still talking about the story. So let them live. Let them live after taking away everything from them. Let them live forever in nothingness." He leaned closer, close enough to the point that our noses were literally touching each other. "Because, sorry to spoil

Casie(surprisingly): "How you can be born here? Isn't we suppose to become an angel after death?" Amy: "In early days there was no concept of angels and demons kingdom. After a person died they either go to heaven or hell. You see my father was a quiet pure-hearted person and when he died he went to heaven but since there were not many similar people who were human once he used to feel so lonely so he asked god if we can have our own place where people of our kind can reside and help and practice their magic and adapt hobbies. God liked the idea and my dad and a few others planned the place. There were a few more people who were in heaven. One of them was my mother. She helped my dad and dur

Until now, Keyla still doesn't know that her mother lives at Richard's house. Suddenly Jessica looked at Angel's face who was standing beside Keyla carefully, something that could possibly happen occurred to her mind. "Angel, I want to ask, when you were on the road after coming home from Camellia's apartment, was another car following you from behind?" asked Jessica inquiringly. Angel was a little wide-eyed, but she immediately shook her head, "Nothing, madam." “Has anyone asked you about Camellia or me?” asked Jessica too. "Nothing either, madam. Besides, I've been told not to tell anything about the identity of the madam and Miss Camellia," Angel lied.

He told her stories of his history with substances and thoughts of suicide. His family made him hate the world and made him want to contribute to its misery. An angel appeared to offer him a deal, requesting their first born in exchange of chaos. He told her how he turned down the hand. He claimed there to be no difference between demons and Oregome

he asked me. "No just don't disturb me." I said him and left for the elevator. I punched the button for 11th floor. I was feeling hot and I'm sure that slut gave me high dose of aphrodisiac. The elevator stopped and I got off from it and walked towards my room. I checked the room number twice as I'm not in my right sense. It is indeed my room. I unlocked the room with my master key and entered the room. To make sure that no one can enter the room while I'm in this state I locked the room properly. I can feel my erection due to the drug so i decided to take a cold shower. As I turned I couldn't believe my eyes. There was an angel sitting on my bed. Am I hallucinating? I pinched myself but no

He continuously shook his head. I smiled sadly. "I wish everything was a joke, but it's not, Lenos. I'm telling the truth." "How did you know all of this?" he questioned me, refusing to believe what I told him. "Baby, how?" "The day after the accident, I woke up in the middle of the street where the accident happened," I started. "I was then greeted by a weird guy. He introduced himself as my death angel. He's the one who told me that I'm a soul and my body is currently at the hospital. He brought me to where my body is and then told me I'm going to die after sixty days."

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

However, I took a step back, my back hitting the car’s door as I raised my hand to push him away “I’m the last person you wanted to see, remember?” He frowned in confusion only for his eyes to widen when he realized that I was well aware of what happened “Anastasia…” “The man that you killed was an undercover officer that was tracing Verone. Ignoring that, you took me for a fool and told me that you had work. Ignoring that too, you wanted to take me for a fool again by hiding this from me” “Anastasia…” “The mistake that I did was trusting you after finding out about the auction…” I said stopping him. My heart ached with each word I said and I could swear that I saw pain in Elijah’s expressio

Tears trickled down my cheeks and I tried sniffing it back in. A knock resounded from the door. Did he come back? “Phoenix. It’s Angel.” I sighed, and wiped my tears before telling her to come in. Angel was one of the artist whose work was displayed. She was a very beautiful woman who survived her husband’s domestic abuse. Just like me, she was rescued by the company.

Kaze struck quickly. It all happened in a flash. The whole thing was over before Angel knew it. By the time his mind caught up with what had happened, he realized he was on his knees. The crippling pain in his cheek was a humiliation he could not swallow. Angel was a long-time buddy of Cronus, helping him establish an empire in the underworld and legitimate businesses. He was one of the few elites who could stand alongside the heads of the three major families. He was a figure who commanded respect.