Dark Angel Fanfics Novels & Stories

Not caring about her feelings, without pity, my fingers pushed inside her slit, pulling and pushing, moving faster inside her that I could see Angela out of breath as she cried in pleasure. Her fingers dug into my skin, and she opened her eyes to look at me. Her eyes were brimming with tears, but I hated her so much that I didn’t care and just wanted her to feel my anger. I lifted her legs and wrapped them around my hips. “T-Tell me what’s on…” She gasped when my shaft thrust into her core. “What’s on your mind, Sky,” Her mouth opened, sucking for air. “You.” I pulled out slowly but pushed inside again, causing her to moan. “Angela.”

The cold way he said that to her felt exactly like when Dan was trying to take her by force. “Damn you!” she said between sobs. “Yes, Nadie, I am truly damned and you would know about that, wouldn't you? That’s the only warning you will be getting out of me,” he said in that low husky tone of his. It dawned on her that he might actually mean it; he might actually mean her harm. She let out an ear-piercing scream. Angel placed a large hand over her mouth, covering her nose as well, he blocked her air supply, watching her struggle with a hurt-filled gaze until her eyes rolled back in their sockets, and she fainted, slumping against his chest. He then threw her over his shoulder and left the ro

He is suddenly picked up and thrown across the cave. ****************************************************************************** “Drake!! Drake!! Can you hear me?!” Angel stares at the hole he fell into. He then senses the damage Drake is taking. His own power starts to boil up in reaction to his dear friend’s pain. Angel closes his eyes, “No! No! No! NO!” He then starts to glow red and pulsate with intense power. The wind starts to gather around him, quicker, and quicker, till it’s a shrieking gale. He then screams a blood-curdling cry, releasing the energy; the wind slams everyone into the far wall. Angel floats in mid-air with jet-black wings and fiery red hair. His hands trans

Closing my eyes, I focused harder and could taste the bitter sting of rage, anger and craving for revenge spreading through her mind, bordering her soul. “Through the shadows, we shall be eternally connected now, and you will come to me, Angel of Darkness,” a smile formed on my lips. Ironically, the consequence of the Moon Goddess’ intervention came to be in my benefit. Having Angeline consumed by Darkness was much better than my original plan of simply killing her and having the Moon Goddess prophecy dead with Angeline. I couldn’t take my eyes off Angeline's image. The blackness in her was beautiful, fitting like a glove.

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

They were both oblivious to the pictures that were being taken of them. Lifting his head, he smiled at Taz. “I have something for you.” Angel handed him the white shirt box. He opened it and removed the cut, letting the box and tissue paper fall to the ground. The first thing that she saw was that it was not her cut, and yet it was. The center patch was newer, the devil, who now had multicolored braids, sat on the motorcycle with a halo hanging haphazardly on the left horn, giant angel wings flowed out behind him. The bottom rocker declared her to be Sinners Daughter and the top one proclaimed her as The Devil Herself.

He chuckled, lightly shaking his head, “Seriously, Blake, why don’t you just admit that you’re fearing for your boyfriend’s life?” Wow, now I’m really pissed. “Rick, he’s not my boyfriend! He’s the freaking Archangel of Death!” I practically screamed from the top of my lungs, throwing my hands in the air, in that specific moment not giving a single flying fuck if anyone heard what I’ve just said. “Yeah, right. And I’m baby Jesus,” He retorted, making me literally want to bang my head against a wall but our small fight was suddenly interrupted by Azrael’s seriously irritated tone as he practically bellowed at us,

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

I could feel her trembling and hear her rapid breathing. "Angel," I whispered against her ear, and she shivered. "Tell me you want this. Tell me you need this as much as I do.” I spanked her huge, perfect ass and Emma gasped, her body pressing back into me. "I do," she replied, her voice filled with need and desire. “ I want you in me, Darrell Blackwood.” Invitation accepted. " Tonight I will be the devil an you will be the angel." Then I zipped down her gown, making it fall to the ground, leaving her before me in her bra and panties.

“Darling, let’s get married! I can sign a prenuptial agreement. Everything will be yours! I only want you!” Looking at his face, so devout, I suddenly found it almost funny. As a liar who couldn’t stop lying, did he really think he mattered that much in my world? What a self-delusional idiot. I straightened up and looked down at him. “Too bad. I don’t want you.” Victor’s face went pale. As if every ounce of strength had been drained out of him, he fell back into the muddy pit again. “No… That’s impossible… You’re lying… My Rachel would never leave me…” he muttered like he was dreaming and then suddenly froze.