Dad My Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

“We know she’s watching us from her place in Heaven.” “She helped me remember that there’s more to life than the tragedies you face,” Kanna wiped her eyes on her sleeve, Damien using his sleeve to wipe her nose. “My mom was my idol, my guardian angel. I’ll carry on stronger and fiercer, for her. I love you, Mom,” Kanna blew a kiss to the picture.

He had scared me to death. "Where is Angel?", he asked me. "Angel is with Charlie. She misses you ", said I. "Tell her daddy is going to take her back to her home. She had to meet her grand parents as well", said Dane. "First you have to get better", I said. "I'm already better your sister has a lousy aim", said him.

She replied. "Why? To where?" He asked curiously. "She had a mate, a lycan. She left to be with him." She replied again. "Your father?" He asked. "Dead. I was told." She replied. "I'm sorry." He consoled her. She nodded. She looked at him. "Your turn." She said softly. "I am Mark, an Angel and leader of the guardians of Angels." He explained. "Who are they?" She asked. He knotted his brows.

¨ she told her daughter who nodded happily going with the guard to get her ice cream. She sighed and closed her eyes for a moment until suddenly a familiar strong scent hit her nostrils waking her up from her thoughts and she looked around to see where that scent came from. ¨She is a beautiful Angel!, just like her mother!¨ A husky voice came from beside her on the other bench next to hers where a man with a baseball cap sat on with his eyes glued on her daughter. Daniella´s heart leaped almost out of her chest upon hearing that

Olivia replied. "How? I saw the image, I.....I....," Mr Garcia said alternating his gaze between the lady before her and Mr Carter. "Mr Carter found me and saved me," Olivia replied and Mr Garcia instantly became emotional. Mr Garcia covered his mouth with his hand and uncontrolled tears began to fall from his eyes. Olivia got emotional too and hugged him. "Forgive me, my daughter. I didn't protect you as a father. I abandoned you and watched while people treated you badly. I don't deserve you. I am so sorry," Mr Garcia said while hugging Olivia.

My hopeful child's heart broke and mended itself into wiser woman finally armed with truth's double edged sword. I stood taller straightening my shoulders. Stronger for the searing grief tempering tenderness into unflinching compassion even inheritors of moral blindness. "I forgive you Mother. But cannot call you family any longer." My even words granted final benediction releasing us both into separate uncertain futures. Her mute nod came heavy with awkward relief layered still with less easily defined sorrow. Halting steps echoed loudly over the yawning gap toward the door held open by a guard. There she paused briefly, face turned away. "You were always your father's daughter. Would that

She glared at Kaze and said, “Kaze, you knew this place has been a restricted area because of Chief Commander Lang, why didn’t you tell us? We were so worried and Mom was scared out of her mind.” Despite her grumbles, she was still happy about the outcome. Her family did not need to move and no one would disturb them anymore. Darcy went in to inform her parents. They were thrilled to learn the news. Agnes exclaimed, “Chief Commander Lang is our guardian angel! Find a day and send some gifts over.” “It’s okay. It’s his duty to protect the people,” Kaze said. “Kaze, you should learn to be grateful. How can you say it’s the chief commander’s duty? Better not let others know you said that.”

I halt to breathe out the fury, but it kept gnawing at me. So looking straight into my father's unfocused and galvanized eyes, I add, "And about what happened with Alpha Caden? Believe whatever you want to believe. Let him turn your daughter into his personal maid because he is being a bitch about it. Because he cannot take the fact that we were mates and I wasn't the only one that couldn't resist the mating bond.

He never smiled at me after that confession and seems to be getting mad at me but seeing him smile at me brings so much joy to my heart . “Aren’t you going to say something ?” He asked me again, breaking into my thoughts . I turned and faced him . Why can’t you let me be , my father asked you to be my guardian, he never said that you should stuck my life . My father is strict and he would still let me go out but yet you don’t want me leaving the house without your permission . Staying out is even crazier . I don’t have much to say but I would really appreciate it if you would let me be .” I told him to be as calm as possible as I pulled away from him and turned to face the window .

His blood felt warm against my cold hands, a horrifying reminder of the life draining from him. "Angel," Dad gasped. His voice was faint and weak, barely audible, his eyes losing their usual brightness, those kind eyes that had watched me grow up, that had always looked at me with unconditional love. A trickle of blood ran from the corner of his mouth, staining his salt-and-pepper beard. "Run away… save yourself…" His words twisted painfully in my chest. Before I could respond, the masked intruder roughly shoved me aside with enough force to knock the wind from my lungs, sending me sprawling helplessly onto the floor. My body slammed painfully against the cold floor, my elbow cracking agains