Guardian Angel Precious Moments Novels & Stories

He smiled and locked the door behind. Her heart was running on marathon. He very slowly came to her and sat in front of her on the bed. He sat there absorbing her beautiful features. She was too beautiful to be real. Just like a angle. His angle. He was blessed and he knew it. Nayyab could feel the intensity of his eyes on her but couldn't look at him. Her hands were shivering.

Elize pulled the car over while the stoplight was red. As she held the wheel, her mind ran with the memory of both men, she did not know what, who had helped her earlier. ** 'Who are you?' 'I am a guardian angel,' ** Elize chuckled. "Impossible, Angel? A Guardian Angel?" ** 'Are you gonna kill yourself?' 'Guardian, look after your human. You know there are plenty of troubled souls today, she will be added to our list. '

Heaven joined the embrace, and the room filled with a mixture of joy and relief. Angel, still holding us close, expressed his gratitude, saying, "Thank you for being by my side, for helping me remember." He paused, his voice breaking, "I can't believe I almost lost these precious moments with both of you." "Don't thank me," I responded, my voice filled with sincerity. "I love you so much, Angel. We're in this together, no matter what." He tightened his grip, his eyes reflecting a mixture of love and vulnerability. "I love you too," he whispered, a profound sincerity in his words. The room echoed with the genuine emotions that flowed between us.

Max POV In our life, we encounter people that can be our guardian angels, and sometimes they're too good to be one and sometimes this can change your life in one blink. My story started when I walked out of our house with my one-year-old daughter on that cold windy night. *** I took a deep breath while staring at the tainted glass door of the owner's office. I don't know whether to come in or not. Maybe I can try again and let's see if this can be my lucky day or not. I'm just hoping that I and Mr. Aragon won't cross paths again.

I knew she wasn’t dead and I couldn’t decipher the reason she wasn’t waking up. I know divinity isn’t something to be revealed to a mere human, but the supreme one should understand that it wasn’t the little girl’s fault that she saw it likewise not mine also. I could even say it was the heaven’s fault that she saw it because if there wasn’t a disruption in heaven nothing of such would have happened. I’ve heard about such event that also happened many years ago when brother Basath was sent to earth as a guardian angel of the perfect one then. It happened 60 days ago before I got my own mission as a guardian angel. So it was approximately 600 years ago on earth.

My Angel is the most beautiful woman in the world. When she steps outside for her Luna ceremony and I see her for the first time, I feel like my heart is going to stop. Everything disappears and it’s just the two of us. She is everything. Everything I’ve ever wanted and everything I never thought that I would have.

Tanner quickly got up and ran outside to summon the doctor. The doctor rushed into the ward to run a thorough check-up on her. Not long after the incident, Mrs. Santiago and Antonio hurried over. “Pearl!” Seeing her daughter sitting on the bed, Mrs. Santiago completely ignored Tanner’s existence, reached out, and caressed her cheeks excitedly. She could not help but cry. “My precious daughter, you’re finally awake.” “It’s great that you’ve finally woken up. This is great.” Antonio seemed to be relieved, and a huge stone seemed to have been lifted from his heart at this moment.

Angel herself felt as if her world had been turned upside down then shaken. She felt like one of those snow globes people buy at souvenir shops as if everything was up in the air, and slowly falling down. Everyone watched as Angel excused herself, they knew she’d had enough drama and change for one day. Angel made her way back to the penthouse in a fog, did that really, just happen? Did that man really, just choose a granddaughter he’d never met over a nephew he’d known his whole life? It amazed her that kind of love and devotion, that man had earned her respect and her loyalty without even trying.

This Angel was sizing her up and down and one of his wings caressed her arm feeling the feathery embrace and feeling scared all at once. “Jasmine Lanea Peters, age twenty seven. Born from the mother of Janea Latrice Peters and father unknown. Last prayer was for her mother before she passed several years ago. You feel alone and helpless. You need this to be your saving grace. It is no wonder you are so determined.” Jasmine’s mouth went dry and she wanted to remove her hand, but instead, it started to glow which caused the Angel to look worried then. “What are you doing?”

The poor girl had a chance to leave me to my ruin, but she decided to stay behind and help me fight my demons anyway. I rubbed my eyes vigorously. I could be out there, stopping Jeremy from exhuming my parents. But, that was a topic for another day. I took one last glance of perfection at myself in the mirror, and left the room to my first reaction of hell. —-------------------------------------------- Angel’s POV My feet surpassed one another as I brisked to my car. I hopped into my seat, and shut the door strenuously. My hands on the steering wheel, I blew out a huge puff.