Concrete Angel True Story Novels & Stories

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.

"How does this scandal work in our favour?" George asked after updating Matilda with their plan. "Angela left home and Bryce followed her after seeing the news. He was furious. He found Angela in an abandoned place, meeting up with a man. He moves in to claim her, maybe just watching her from hiding. Eduardo's team opened fire on him. Bryce dies, Angela gets wounded and Zora dies. No one would believe Angela because of this news. My son comes back home to me," Matilda narrated smiling like things would play out like that.

Chey explained. “Just tell me Chey.” Matt insisted. “Fine, here’s the facts. Angel separated us at the festival. Trace lied to me and led me away. You didn’t talk to him so who else knows me? Angel. Then Angel bursts through a closed bedroom door that 2 sexually active adults are in, in the middle of the day. Then Angel acts the victim with her crocodile tears, and who chases after her instead of his girlfriend?” Chey explained. “Okay well when you put it that way, after it’s all happened, it does sound bad.” Matt said.

One thing was clear: those two people with identical faces needed to be watched closely. Suddenly, he remembered the text message from earlier from the unknown number. That text, Leo’s story, and the attack earlier proved it all. He simply couldn’t believe it. He wanted so badly to deny it and assume it was just a hallucination because he was drunk. But the reality was he wasn’t drunk. A single glass of bourbon wasn’t enough to get him drunk. He heard the doorbell to his apartment ring. He cursed whoever was still visiting at 11 p.m. He roughly opened the door and prepared to curse, but his body froze the moment he saw who the uninvited guest was.

The next morning, I called Caleb. “Meet me. Somewhere public.” We met in a sterile coffee shop far from my neighborhood and the community center. He already had a notebook open on the table. “Before you say anything,” I began, my voice low and steady, “I want you to understand something. The Angela Gonzalez Foundation is not about Lanc Arcony. It is not about betrayal or revenge. It is about my daughter. It is the only good thing left of her. If you destroy it with this… this exposé, you are not liberating the truth. You are destroying a sanctuary.”

Cassian kissed her head tightly. "Who are Damien and Aaron?" Cassian asked. Hailey closed her eyes in pain but took a deep breath. "Damien was my elder brother. He was murdered 12 years ago," she said, feeling exhausted. "I'll explain about Aaron and everything else some other day, please," she pleaded, looking at Cassian. He nodded, kissing her head. "By the way, Angry Bird, where is the intern who saved you? I think we should find her and offer her a job at Holt Group of Companies," Caleb suggested, trying to lighten the mood.

Angel said with a frown on her face while placing a plate of sliced watermelons on Gabriella's laps. "People like that are so evil" Angel added as Gabriella while slipping one of the watermelons into her mouth. Angel and Mona had called her and Gabriella realized that even if she had to continue to keep her identity a secret from them at least, she had to actually start telling them about her life. So she told them a fake true story.

"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.

“That’s a reaction, at least. I don’t need you moping for the entire trip back. I don’t know what you expected, Angel, and frankly, I don’t really care. You shouldn’t have gone in the first place. You’ve annoyed every¬one. Well, everyone except Mom and Dad. They don’t know yet, but when they do, they won’t be happy ei¬ther. Especially since your Human found out you’re a Mer.” Mariana cursed. “Gods, Ang. I came all this way to tell you Rod has consented to give you an interview, but I think that’s the least of our worries now. I hope The Council will be as lenient with you as they were with Reel, but he, at least, had Erica with him. You left your Human out there with the knowledge. I don’t k

"I wasn't expecting him until in the evening!" "And so what you foolish child? Gosh, I can't believe I gave birth to you!" Celina sat down in weariness and anger. "After all the hard work, you just had to go and spoil things and destroy all we have managed to build this past year!" "And the next to be destroyed are your lives if do you not start confessing to your crimes." Both women froze as they heard the familiar voice and stood up sharply. Just then, Chief West walked in and there wasn't a tiny stretch of smile on his face.