Dark Angel Novelas e Histórias

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

Her red hair was growing pale and dull – almost as grey as her skin. “Beta Roger, who is this girl?” “It’s ironic that her name is Angel when that Demon-hybrid showed her to her doom. Now she will be an angel of Hell or not even that. As you know, the souls of those who die consumed by dark magic are forever lost. She won’t ever make it to heaven or hell,” he said casually, his eyes still fixed on his phone. So that was what Elijah was: a Demon-hybrid. Yet our Alpha did his bidding. How I wish I was brave enough to take my family and leave this pack. Except it wasn’t that easy, and I was too tired.

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

I only imagined what was going to happen if I told him the truth. I was grateful that I agreed to cover my face with a veil because I couldn’t have been able to withstand the eyes all gawking at me. My eyes were directly stapled on Antonio Luca, Aka The dark Angel of merciless death. I don’t know why he was named that, but people did.

ANGEL'S POV Angel put into her mouth the drug that was given to her by the man she had met for less than a second; in other words, the young man was still a stranger to her. But she couldn't resist his teasing and drugs. Angel didn't think anymore because, in these situations, now that she's drowning in sadness, the only thing on his mind is, How can she escape from this sadness? But no one can ever escape sadness because, with every step we take, we cannot avoid carrying this sadness.Angel swallowed it because she didn't understand when she looked into Daem's eyes.

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.

" Well previously I had the mind of killing her when she does show up but after setting my eyes on her, I don't think I can bear seeing her being beaten by a mosquito.” "Humor me," Daemon laughed hard. Xerxes’s eyes lifted towards the stars that glittered above. ‘Serena you are so heartless and merciless.’ he silently cursed the moon goddess. Daemon looked at the sky as if the vastness mirrored the emptiness inside him. When they reached the fortress, he paused at the intersection where their paths diverged.

Anyway, it's a week. Sleep comes back, and Angel lays his head on the pillow. His eyes are heavy, and he falls into a deep sleep. Steam emerges from Angel's nostrils and hangs over him for a few seconds, disappearing forever without a trace. Agnes's eyes, as white as ashes, returned to their normal color after she had seen everything. She sat and smiled. Her part was done. Dark caught a doe and sank his fangs into the animal's neck. He drank what he needed without killing the animal, which staggered away from him to recover. He wipes his mouth and sighs contentedly. Immediately, his head started to think of a way to help Klaus.

I walked over and shut the door but when I turned Antonia stood there with tears welling in her eyes, “he’s going to be so hurt by all this, he loves her already and she’s his mate, why, why did she do it again, she was good, wasn’t she.” My heart broke as a tear fell from her beautiful big brown eyes, my arms wrapped around her, keeping my voice calm, “I can help her again, but only when she really wants it, it will take time now for that to happen.” She looked up at me, “she said he, who is he?” I bit my bottom lip, “Abaddon, he’s a fallen angel, he’s the exact opposite of me, he’s destruction and chaos, he feeds on their torment, fears, leads them to destroying themselves so their souls w

When fate gives you two mates, the kingdom trembles. Aria has spent her entire life being told she's worthless—a failure who killed her mother at birth and will never amount to anything. But when she locks eyes with the twin kings of the werewolf realm, everything changes. King Orion burns like fire—passionate, protective, and utterly captivating. King Darius flows like ice—calculating, strategic, and dangerously alluring. Both are her fated mates. Both want to devour her whole. And both are cursed to lose their kingdom the moment they claim her. An ancient witch's curse. A deadly betrayal from within. And a forbidden bond that could destroy everything they've built. As enemies