Dark Angel Andrews Novel Novels & Stories

Andrew didn’t know if he should thank the darkness because he didn’t think he would survive if he saw the entity in the clear light. Andrew’s eyes shut on instinct, silently praying. The villagers never mentioned this part. A nasty breath hit his face with a slight accompanying growl. “Please…” he pleaded with a cracking voice. “My daughter… my Alina was only seventeen.” Words stuck in his throat as he whimpered. “Help us…”

Mary Davies I felt like I was dreaming, Hawk Andrews remembers me. I feel so happy and relieved, it was as if a great burden was lifted off my shoulders. After trying my best to avoid the older Mr Andrews, even though I was thirsty, I didn't leave the room, not until he was gone. But by the time I came back to my room after getting water, my two books were missing from my bed. My journal and the novel I was working on. I didn't waste time in heading over to Hawk's room, because I could only think of him as the one who took it. And here I was now.

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

My body's temperature has risen to unimaginably length and I feel something sticky, something dripping wet on my thighs. I'm not having my period today. I wonder what that is. After screaming and crying out in pain for how long on the street, I felt my eyes close up on it own. Maybe I'm really dying. Andrew's P O V After getting down in front of a hotel. One of the most expensive hotels around with a penthouse. I was about to go in before another scent caught my nose. It was the scent of someone's mixed with my mate's scent. *Trail the new scent, Andrew* Davies quickly reacted.

Only if Xavier would leave me be much more happy. I was lying on the couch reading a novel. Thorn of glass. One of my favourite series. Just then I heard someone coming in the room. "You know you have kept that beautiful face shoved in that novel for whole day now. It was supposed to be a holiday! We need to go in the lawn and have fun!! Not read.." Andrew said and it made me giggle. "Well reading is my hobby." I said. "And Andrew is the opposite." Issac came with the others and they all started laughing.

He shrugged. “Just go back and scratch your ass like you always do, Hank.” The male rolled his eyes. “You’re dead where you sit so it doesn’t matter what you say?” Hank snickered and walked out. “So, what’s your name and...” Alexis said about then minutes later, “what did you do to end up in this hell hole?” she asked. “I’m Andrew and I challenged that asshole, lost and tried to kill him with silver.” Andrew started explaining, “but of course the fucker didn’t die. If he had just died, Kyde would be mine again.” He grumbled.

I did not have the energy to take out the trash and rid myself of that torture. I stared at the book that rested just beyond my reach on the bedside table. It was a sequel to the romance novel that I had been reading at Andrew’s second home when Chevalier ambushed Jeffrey and me. In this one, Sapphire and Raphael were trying to escape from Beelzebub’s boss, Lucifer himself.

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt like I was reborn in new and more powerful body. I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster's death. "You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?" I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack.

Rolling my eyes as I exited the hotel I was staying, I had to take the stairs to avoid the cameras and security guards which was easy as always. ‘’Talk to me Andrew what’s the game plan ‘’ I asked starting my car ‘’ok the Alpha’s condo is just a few blocks away from you , he’s throwing a party so it won’t be hard for you to get in . ‘’ Andrew kept on explaining the details of the building and how I could get in without getting noticed. Taking a sharp turn I thought about what’s the worst that could happen, I mean it’s not like I’m new to this I’m the ‘’fucking Angel of death ‘’ I’ve killed so many wolves before that even the moon goddess would have me on her blacklist.

I listen to new footsteps entering the pack house, the smell of roasted meat and the heavy, bitter homebrew Endova is known for whispering through the air and mingling with new voices, new bodies in the room. I sense Mercy’s departure, her soft, floral scent replaced by new smells, new hands on my body. Someone tilts my head up so I can drink water. Someone replaces the water with something else, whiskey so young it burns my throat and jolts me back to awareness. I’m not sure how much time has passed by this point, but now I’m sitting with my back braced on the overturned bench, facing Andrew, while ripping into a turkey leg like I haven’t eaten in days. Andrew’s a hot mess. His blond hair s