Novel & Cerita Don't Call Me Angel

… Half a year passed, and Melea stepped onto the soil of Sommerset once more when she arrived at the Imperial City Airport. When she left for Alsingard, she thought that she would never return. But in just half a year, she came back in Angela’s place to attend her teacher’s birthday. Angela could not come back due to work, which was why she asked Melea to go in her place. In order to ensure her safety, Angela had even asked her sister’s son to come back with her. It had just been half a year since she left, but Melea felt as if everything about the place had changed.

Just then, my phone rang, and it was Angelo. “Morning, princess,” his deep voice stated. I could feel his smirk forming on the other end of the call. “Shut up, Angel.” “Don’t call me that.” “Don’t call me princess.” “Why because you only want Jax to call you baby?” he chuckled. “I’m going to kill you when you get here.” “Oh. Well, good thing that I don’t plan on being there. Wait, where are you?” “Russia.” “You were in Afghanistan yesterday.”

“Fuck’s sake, Monster, that girl has caused you nothing but trouble. Do you really think having her here is going to make things better?” Pausing, I took a sip of the still scorching black coffee in my mug. “It’s one night, Fang, she will be on her way today. I just can’t say no to a pretty face and a magic fucking mouth. And believe me, Angel...” I froze. Fang and Hansel’s eyebrows shot up to their non-existent hairlines. “Angel?” Hansel queried softly. Mentally, I punched myself in the face. What the hell was wrong with me? Why did I keep calling her that? “Angela, I meant Angela.”

I went into my phone SMS and tapped on Black's name. Hello Angel, how are you doing? Are you home now? I just wanted to check up on you. I gave you a code name, Angel. I hope you like it. To me, you are an Angel. Black. I read the message and I moved on to the next message from him.

evil angel : did you understand anything from that kiss good angel : it's a kiss of mixed emotions evil angel : whatttt good angel : yeah evil angel : then what about these people good angel : her future evil angel : ...........

He bites down on my shoulder and grunts, "Ah, f-ck. I wasn't expecting this. Angel. My horny little Angel." He lifts back up and takes his fingers out of my ass. I whine from the loss. I feel his dick leave my c-nt next and I want to cry with how empty I feel. I've never felt so empty in my life. "I know baby, but just give me a minute. I don't want to hurt you," he says, soothingly.

she said. “Angel, you are killing me. I won’t deny the clothes you are wearing make my mouth water, but I wanted you when you wore that sweatshirt and those horrible mom jeans the first night we met. Nothing can take your beauty away. Do you know why I call you angel?” he asked. Zane had never thought he would tell her this, but if this was what she needed, he would give it to her. She shook her head. “I call you angel because that was what I thought you were the first time I saw you,” he told her and kissed her. He could feel she still was reluctant to accept the simple fact. And he remembered anytime they had eaten together, and she had turned down dessert, every time he had offered her a

"I... Dad... I gave birth prematurely!" Angel's voice was choked with sobs. After that, she waited for Callum to answer. However, Callum didn't respond to her at all. Instead, she heard the sounds of him flipping through documents. It was apparent that Callum was uninterested in what she was saying. Angel was a little scared. It seemed to be a mistake to call Callum. She should have continued calling Deborah since she was a woman and would sympathize with others easily.

As we both sat down he spoke, "No need to thank me Andrea. If fate hadn't led me to you we wouldn't have been here today." I smiled at him before snuggling into his chest. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes in satisfaction. That moment seemed perfect. I was cuddled up to Theodore on the balcony as the breeze gently blew on our faces. The sound of my phone ringing brought me out of my reverie. Who could possibly be calling me now? I walked back into the room with Theodore following close behind me. I picked up the call, "Hello?" There was silence on the other side. "Hello?" I tried again but there was still nothing but silence.

Laughing and waving me on as I went to grab my phone, I felt better seeing her. Checking my phone after I went in, I had 1 text message and 1 missed call. The text was from Michael, telling me no on the Shifter, and he was a poor pop idol that had wardrobe changing between sets, and its ridiculously unnecessary. I rolled my eyes, how is an Angel that's old as Heaven so useless and whiney? The missed call was restricted so I chalked it up to being spam. I threatened the last spam caller that I knew someone who could make him fart frogs for the rest of his life, so I would have thought they'd stop calling.