Don T Mess With An Angel Novels & Stories

Diana replied, "Quit talking nonsense. If my man hears this, he'll get angry." "Wow, such a fiery temper. With an angel like you, he should be grateful. Don't worry, Angel, I'll protect you." "If he gets angry, it'll affect my ice-cold man's health, and that would break my heart." Anthony: ... Damn it! He wrapped an arm around Leo's shoulder, gritting his teeth. "I'm furious! Who the hell is this pretty boy who turned my angel into this mess?" As they spoke, several black cars approached slowly from a distance, coming to a halt in front of the group.

A silence would form, with only rain to fill the void, but my reins were not under control. — Your house has almost no windows... Are you a vampire? — I whispered. — I don't think so, Angel. He looked at me lying on the bed, covered by his sheets and dressed in his clothes. He didn't seem to mind. — I like it when you call me Angel... In his voice it seems to sound more...—I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and losing myself in my reasoning. — I don't know...

"And one more thing, my perfume is good." You really think it’s okay when it’s not. Duh! “Don’t worry, if I’m with you, I’ll gonna use it. I just didn't expect to see you tonight." He stopped walking and held her hand. "You're really beautiful, Angel. You are truly an angel." And you’re the demon.

"Please... please, Don Rocco... we didn't know... we didn't know he was yours!" "He isn't mine," I sneered, shoving his head back against the pavement with enough force to daze him. "But today, I’m feeling generous enough to let you keep your pathetic lives. Get out before I change my mind." I stood up, dusting off my sleeves, and turned toward the corner. Angel was there, huddled against the shadows, his emerald eyes wide and glassy with terror. He looked at me as if I were a ghost or a demon.

Maybe I was starting to understand, but not fully. "What is going on?" I asked Angel. "She told me you were sad, so I thought we should step out to get some items together," he said. Me? He wanted me to join him while he got some items? What happened to his assistant? I was sure he could do that. "I'll wait for you in the car," he said, smiling as he rolled his wheelchair away. I stood there, confused about what to say. Was that a smile I saw? Why was he smiling?

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

She was, of course, an angel to him, but a more seductive one, if such a thing existed. “Good day Boss,” Julia said, when she got to him. “Babe,” he said, still fixed on her face, “today I ban you from saying that word, you are to call me babe, is that clear?” “Yes Bos–babe,” she said shyly. He smiled and opened the door for her to enter. When they were in the car, Don stole quick glances at her, hoping she would not notice. Should he tell her? He deliberated.

Even she can't deny that the Seraphina is beautiful, so why does her irritation with herself keep growing? Melissa know that she is the most beautiful one in the entire department. She does everything she can to enhance her beauty and match their boss, Devon. Melissa is super proud of herself because she's the only woman Devon trusts to prepare his milk. In Melissa's mind, getting closer to this guy is a must, even though she knows he's intimidating. After all, he's the mafia king, and she's doing everything possible to catch Devon's attention. He wants the demon fall for her, even the demon is already in love with an angel.

he thought while approaching to help her but Tristan entered. Stupid Tristan and Stupid Amara but how interesting. The girl whom he's searching for is with him and he called her his. How fun it would be to mess with him now. Damian thought as a smirk made it's way to his lips. "Ah, that bitch fell unconscious or I would have just- Mr. Sanchez just took away her sir." "Oh really? Why was she unconscious?" Damian asked as if he knew nothing about the scene earlier. "Tha-" Even before the second guy could complete his sentence the earlier one interrupted him speaking.

he said turning me to face him “your beautiful eyes aren’t t be tainted with whatever bullshit this man is going through. You are going to go home, and relax. You’ve exhausted yourself enough, and I can’t keep watching you do so because you won’t be stopping yourself” “The man deserves what he’s going through” “And he’ll be going through a lot worse, but it doesn’t mean that I want you to watch any of it, nor does it mean that I’ll be lenient on him. I have information to get. However, an angel like yourself isn’t supposed to watch all that” Elijah said cupping my cheeks. I blushed at his choice of words and he smiled kissing my forehead “how about we go home now? We’ll be having enough time