Guardian Angel Precious Moments Novels & Stories

“I love you, Mama. Please open your eyes soon.” I pressed my forehead against hers. “I miss you so much.” ____ At exactly ten, I walked into The Angel’s Den. Mask secured. Heart racing. I headed directly toward the private elevator. Azrael had instructed me to come straight upstairs. Standing inside the elevator, I realized how long it had been. Since I’d moved into the hotel, Azrael had come to me nearly every night. Strangely...I’d missed this place. The doors opened and I walked down the familiar corridor and raised my hand to knock. Before my fist could even tap, the doors opened first.

“Don’t compare me with your fat chickens, Little One. I am no birdman because I don’t have a beak. I am an angel — your guardian angel.” “My guardian angel?” she asked, a bit dazed. “Yes, your guardian angel. Isn’t that great?” “It is, but—” Suddenly, her playfulness dulled and what replaced was sadness. The twinkle in her eyes disappeared and her smile broke down. She lowered her head to the ground and whispered, “I don’t need a guardian angel.” The angel’s heart twitched after hearing her words. For the record, it was the first time a human rejected her guardian angel.

Lord is your savior, you know? Your beloved guardian angel, Zachey Zachey? Really? Out of all the guardian angels in heaven, God assigned the most childish one to me. Thank you, God. And how the hell did he teleport here, write this note, tape it to the table, and disappear all before I even got here? Was there a traffic jam when I was teleporting? Were the other angels doing this as well? Does this even matter? I need answers. I was drawn out of my thoughts by the sound of my mom calling me.

My hands around her throat; “Should I stop, baby?” “Nooo, so god don’t stop. I'm cumming, Kian. Don't stop, oh goddddd.” she screamed, “Who do you belong to, Angel?” “You, only you, fuck, I’m cumming,” she moaned. “Cum for me, Princess.” When I looked back, he was still there, our eyes locked, and he walked away. “Fuckkkk,” she screamed, her entire body lifted off the desk as she came screaming. I picked her up with her legs in my hands and started a mad thrust into her. She held onto me.

by saying that I left the room I don't want anyone to pity me from the sky good angel : what's with this unexpected meeting evil angel : I told na destiny good angel : I also told you right love can change anything evil angel : let's see good angel : ofcourse let's see

"I'm ready" "ok, you see this girl on the screen, her parents just died in an accident but she was saved, she has a great future but without the help of an Angel, she will be led astray, you have to guard her for 18 years and if your past, I will send you to earth as a human angel to guard the human of your chosen" 18 years is a lot by then Vegas has grown, but I will come back to guard him as a human and I can be able to interact with him "ok" she smiles

“She’s Angel.” The room stilled. Angel. The word seemed to hover in the air, sinking into every heart. It felt right. More than right—it was perfect. She was their miracle, their savior in the darkest storm. Alisia’s lips trembled as she whispered it aloud. “Angel…” Her hand pressed over her chest. “Yes. She’s our Angel.” Xavier’s eyes softened, the sharp edges of his soul melting away. He placed his hand over Alisia’s, his voice steady and proud. “Angel Knight.” His gaze swept across the room. “Our little bundle of joy.”

The creatures of the Ambivalent world believed the circle of life and with this – it helped them move on quite easily. The creatures around the Turning their heads, the beings with light colored hairs paired with their white and silver garbs adorned with golden linens and jeweled buttons strode towards the center of the meadow where the Methuselah tree was located. Leading the troop of angels who were clad on their knightly uniforms was a woman who was being guided the guardian angel Gabriel the Faithful.

Angle Tiffany turned to Phillip, touched his knee, spread a cold sensation throughout the young man's body so that his roaring breath slowly returned to normal. "I'm sorry about what happened to your mother, My Dear. However, you must understand one thing. The angel's job is not to punish, drown, or get rid of anything. We are only miracle workers." Tiffany pulled the young man's cheeks to stare at her. “Miranda never really killed your mother, she never really left this world. Your mom isn't just an ordinary person, Phillip. It also makes you and your sister special children. She has high hopes for you, don't let you disappoint her."

She had never felt so safe and protected before, and the idea of having a guardian angel by her side was both comforting and reassuring. "Thank you," Rory said, her voice filled with gratitude. "You're welcome, Rory," the angel said. "Now, it is time for you to rest. Sleep well, and know that I will be watching over you." With those words, the angel vanished, leaving Rory alone in the vast, open field. Rory lay down on the grass, feeling a sense of peace and calm wash over her. As she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep, she knew that she was ready for whatever lay ahead, for she had a guardian angel watching over her, protecting her, and guiding her towards her destiny.