Novel & Cerita Guardian Angel Heaven Tattoos

A natural writer with the ability of creation, but is limited to giving life and not to bring back the dead nor take someone's life. ARIES- Tame into the art of wizardry, witchcraft, and sorcery. The guardian and the 4th ark angel holding the 4th ruling image of a ram by which his holder’s alternate self had the ability of both good and evil magic. TAURUS- Holding one of the primary elements, earth, he is the 5th ark angel pledge his loyalty to guard and serve the beings God cared so much with his image as a bull. Guardian of the world of Chikyuu by which the holder is the alternate gender from the original dimension.

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

My gaze shifted up to him; he was also staring at the tattoo beneath my palm. "What does that mean?" I asked. "Isabella - my life," he translated, meeting my gaze. My eyes snapped away from him as his words stuck in my mind. My life! She is his life. "Love, are you alright?" he asked, his hands tightening on my waist. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine," I lied, trying not to push further. "Can I continue?" He simply nodded and let go of his hold on my waist. I traced the largest tattoo, which started below his chest and disappeared into his briefs. It looked like an angel—a dark angel in pain. My fingers traced the waistband of his briefs, and I looked up at him.

She said, looking at his snake tattoo over his scar. “Nah! I like Angel more. You are my Angel descended directly from heaven just for me.” She rolled her eyes and dared to touch the scar under his left eye. She sighed. Only if her mother didn't come on time Thana could have killed him by weakening his main strength which was his Lycan eyes. “It's ugly, I know!”

The archangel standing before me called out as he stepped forward, and Cole's eyes widened, utterly taken aback. He quickly shifted to a kneeling position, lowering his head. "Your Grace." "Please," he lifted his hands, "I believe it is you we should be kneeling before." Cole's head slowly lifted, his mouth parting, but I saw the words that failed to make their way out. "I will say," the angel started, "our promise still stands." My head slowly lifted in attention. "If it is what you wish, you can return to the heavens with your brother and continue your role as a guardian."

I suggested as I stood up to take a closer look at his new tattoo and my body froze in front of him when I saw Ayla and Xav boldly written on the left side of his chest. "Yo.. y.. you tattooed our names on your chest" I stammered as I trailed my finger on it and he released a pleased sound, that sounded almost like a pleasurable groan. My mind was too foggy to think about anything other than this beautiful toned chest before me, this angel standing before me, my guardian angel!

“I….. I don’t know how to show my gratitude to you two fo…. For giving me this life, a…. and sacrificing your life so that I could live, but the thing that I know very well is…. Is that I am not going to spare any of those evils who are responsible for your deaths. The only mission of my life from now on is ….. is to send those evil creatures to hell, an…. And make this world a better place to live for all the innocent people.” Angel was so overwhelmed with her sorrow that her voice continued raising with every word coming out of her mouth. She wanted to go forward and hugged both Ava and Madeline, but she was afraid. They were still inside that transparent box. Angel understood that their b

He laughed so hard that tears formed at the corners of his eyes. “Yet, that idiot Victor kept the box and threw away the Christmas gift himself,” he sneered and shook his head mockingly. “Rachel, he’s not worth your loyalty.” He extended his hand again. “I want you as my blade, and my patience is limited.” I shook my head. “I refuse to join the Falcone family.” Vincenzo’s sharp gaze swept across my face. “I have a better idea.” I smiled as I reached into my bag and took out the ring that symbolized the Donna, placing it in his palm.

“The aim is to make it through one month and a half without getting busted.” He agreed with a nod. We fell into silence before I finally asked, “you have angel wings tattooed on your back.” “Yeah.” Was he really going to make me ask? Of course he was. I wanted to drop it but I was too curious so I asked anyway. “Do you believe in heaven?” “Only in hell.” I rolled my eyes. He knew what I was asking about. He was just too frustrating to give a real answer. I attempted to switch tactics.

As Angela and the bodyguards both were protecting the children behind them, a group of people who pretended to be Helios’ fans yelled, “You b*stards! You should go to hell!” “That wh*re actually dreams of approaching Helios with your help? You two should just quit showbiz!” Angela was so exasperated that she cursed at those people. “Are you f*ckers even humans? How can you use those words in front of these kids? Just how sickening can you people be!?” Waylon clenched his fists tightly while he protected his sister. He also glared at those people with his gloomy and stern gaze. At that moment, someone flung a water bottle in the direction of the two children.