Guardian Angel Precious Moments Novels & Stories

Angel says sarcastically before quickening her pace. "Hey! Wait for us, Angel!" Ted shouts as she is already a bit far from us. She ignores Ted and puts on her earphones again, blocking us from her world. She's one annoying and feisty little thing. She opens the door of the gym and walks in. We follow, and I poke Justin.

I rolled my eyes. "Yet I'm being hated because I'm straightforward." I sighed but he just shook his head. Maybe processing my brilliance or something but nevermind. Now that he mentioned it, I suddenly remembered that Aleng Angela asked me to buy something for her at the nearby convenience store. She's our neighbor and was kind enough to help Briar and me in watching over Papu at the hospital. So despite the fact that I am not a freaking errand girl, I'll just let her pass. I was about to stand up, but I just froze in my spot because of his reply.

Leonard asked, voice low enough to rattle the glasses on the counter. Mason shrugged, lazy, but his knuckles were white around the crumpled paper. “Hall floor. Kids drop stuff. Thought I’d be helpful.” Angel’s tiny hand squeezed mine so hard it hurt. She made that soft whimper again, barely air, but it sliced me open. I crouched fast, blocking her view of him. “Hey, baby, look at me.” She did, eyes glassy. I signed quickly, clumsy but clear: Safe. I got you.

I wasn’t thinking about my career or my past. I looked at Angel. She would never have to struggle the way I did. She had a father who worked tirelessly for her, who would make sure she never lacked anything. Whatever pain lived inside her, I knew he would move the world to ease it. “Are you okay?” she wrote suddenly. I nodded, smiling. “I’m more than okay.” A knock came at the door. I stood and walked over. “Who is it?” I asked. “Room service.” I opened the door wider to let the attendant in. He placed the tray on the table and left quietly.

She smiles at me and I stand up. “You mean … I get to see them?” I ask in disbelief. This is like Christmas, birthdays, all the holidays have come at once. “Only Rebel. Angel isn’t ready to see anyone just yet. We will be staying in the guest house on the Moretti grounds. You, me and your mom. Teagan called me last night. Angel is more than willing to allow us to see Rebel. Angel is still healing, and not all of her memories have come back. So we leave at six. We will get there for just after nine.” My dad says and I wipe the tears away. God, how I have missed them both.

Good luck coming back from that bitches. Campfire and rain filled the air. It was accompanied by the faint scent of blood and roses. Michael turned, so we were back to back. The gold flame a beacon in the dark. Our wings flared out deadly weapons with razor-sharp tips with enough angel dust to fatally put down one's enemy. A Sliver, gold, and white auras surrounded us. Micheal and I were one. My hand found his. Locking our hands together, I reached out and touched the souls of the villagers. Some were fading, their grief and fear struck me hard. These were the same feelings I’d been stuck in. Thinking about the loss of my archangel, my love, my Michael. I couldn't bare the thought of it. I r

Amber POV. "Thanks, thanks," I repeat leaving the doctor's office and going toward my room, I placed the baby angel on the bed, making sure to set the wings underneath her not to hurt her. I took one of the books that I have brought as well, it's titled "Little angels," it's meant to talk about the angels who are classified as littles.

"I barely do. I will try to rest, please fix this. I have better things to do with my time than receiving calls from assholes." She laughed. "You had better get ready, because you will be receiving many more. He is your future son-in-law after all." "I do not need a reminder." He groaned. "Buona notte, Bambino." (Good night, Child.) "Buona notte, Papa." (Good night, Dad.) She ended the call. She sent a text to her security guard, telling him to open the gate and she returned the phone to her pocket. She felt Xavier's gaze on her and she knew he was curious about the situation. However, she did not look at him or bother explaining anything, she simply watched the movie.

Hector must have felt her shift in confidence as he skidded around the corner stopping in his tracks to see me and Jake ready to go at it with our mate blocking us. “Because the last guardian was your great grandmother our moon goddess” Angel sat on the stool at the breakfast bar holding her head in her hands. “But how is that possible, if she died over a hundred years ago how are we here? How did she have a daughter?” Athena was just as confused as the rest of us, even Jake looked taken aback by this revelation. Angel dropped her head and sighed before looking up at us.

"No! I am not going to do anything until you tell me–holy freaking sh*t!" Ethan accidentally pushed a human-sized angel statue beside the fireplace. They heard clicking sounds before the angel statue slide aside with the wall behind it, revealing a stair leading somewhere down. None of them was able to react for a full minute. Their eyes just kept shifting back forth from each other, both riddled with confusion. "What is this place?" Ethan exclaimed while scanning the spacious room that is filled with all kinds of weird stuff. "I have never seen these things before in my life." Andra stated with astonishment.