Novel & Cerita Heartless Angels Novel Oakley

were losing. A crackle of energy snapped through the air. Arlyaen stepped forward, his hand raised, an electrified plasma ball swirling in his palm. It pulsed wildly, filaments of light arcing outward, scorching the grass beneath his feet. The blinding glow cast deep shadows on his face, but nothing could hide the insatiable hunger in his crimson eyes. "Owning the mortal world has always been our dream, Hyntece. All we need is that pearl in your hand, and we'll regain our status as angels! It's just a step away!"

“I’m also scared of losing you, Anj, but this strange feeling is alien to me.” How can I explain everything to her? I pressed my forehead to hers. “If you only knew how scared I am right now.” I took her hand and pressed her palm on my chest. “My heart is aching for you, but I don’t want to be unfair.” Angela held my hand and put my palm on her heart. “My heart has been aching since I left you. My children… they’re my reminder of you, Sky, that I once got crazy in love with the elite god who made my heart beat and will never stop beating for you.” She sniffled. “You should have just run over me with that stupid Ferrari the first time we met.”

"Right?" Kade swallowed hard. "Angel, you're young. Too young, I might add. I, on the other hand, am a seasoned man. I have seen....things that you cannot even begin to fathom. I have met vile, vicious people, while you're tucked away in this tiny corner of Manhattan.” “You think you can help me by prodding and prying, but you're only making things worse. Back off." His tone was so rude, so cold, that it cut through me like a knife. I felt a sting of hurt, followed by a wave of anger.

Up grabbing my gun in instinct, she shakes her head as she looks through the magic eye. She opens the door with a wide smile, and I can feel my insides twisting when I see who’s on the other side. That fucker, Pavlov. Her smile drops as soon as she sees him. “Mr O’More”, he says as he steps inside the house, and Hazel takes one step back. I pull her behind me, shielding her with my body and then the other fucker comes in. I had seen her with him before. Angel. Pavlov’s brother, “Lovely to see you here”, says as he sits on the settee looking at me as I still hold my gun. I will never get used to this. To her working for them. I don’t know how Killian and Theo managed to let go of their girl's

Oscar helped his brother wrap my side to protect my ribs according to Morel's instructions, and then they helped me put on the sweatshirt again, although they couldn't take their eyes off me; I could see the anger and fury in their eyes as they imagined the atrocities the Corelia's had done to me. So, when Morel finally left the room, I didn't lose time joining my lips with Raymond's. Raymond growled against my lips while pressing his body completely against mine, placing one hand on my hip and the other in my hair, and kissed me angrily. They tasted like glory; it was painful how much I had missed them, each one of them, with our lips joined. I felt like I really wasn't broken, that they wo

she screamed at me "He deserved it, he's a fucking player, he impregnated Sophie and dumped her, apparently he also impregnated a girl called Kimberly and dumped her too, he's just using you" "Stop lying to me Jacqueline, you claim Warren to be hot-headed but you're the one who's filled with nothing but bitterness and anger... you have no fucking emotions, Jacqueline, you're cruel and cold-hearted" she cried bitterly. she raised her arm to slap me but Lorenzo held her hand just in time "If you dare to touch her, you won't have any fucking hand" he aggressively threw her hand down I stood there in silence as I watch her sit beside Leonard's dead body crying, I never thought about Melinda's fe

With that, I squeeze hard, and he groans, then I rip his heart from his chest. He collapses, dead, his eyes wide in frozen terror. I sit on the edge of the bed. It isn't long before I hear Angel's movements. The bathroom door opens seconds later, and she looks confused. Her eyes widen when she sees me, her body trembling as she supports herself on the doorframe. I hold out the heart, still warm, dripping through my fingers. Her expression ashen, her heart beating wildly as she looks at the heart in my hand. “Angel,” I breathe, my voice shaking with possessive relief. I’ve missed her so much. “I brought you a gift.”

I slide one hand up to cradle the back of her head, my fingers slipping through her hair. "Look at me, Angel," I say softly. "Just open your eyes. Look at me." She does... slowly, as though her lids weigh a ton. Her pupils are dilated, tears clinging to her lashes. Her soft cheeks are flushed and stained with tears. It physically hurts to see her like this. "There you are," I breathe. "There's my girl." She clutches at me harder, burying her face into my chest like she wants to crawl inside and hide. I can feel her heartbeat slowing, syncing with mine, little by little.

“What about Maria?” Oakley’s face didn’t falter even for a second. “I want to, for sure. But in order to see my sister, I have to live. If I died…there would be no hope at all, obviously. So, I’m sorry, but your little plot isn’t going to work for me. But I do wish you good luck, angel. After all… a reckless fool is much more interesting than a boring coward who easily yields.” Without another word, he smirked at me and then turned around to leave.

This Oakley realizes. However, Albrey Hamilton had chosen to leave without informing Oakley or saying goodbye. All those days of close bonding—how can Albrey do such a thing to Oakley? How heartless! Oakley immediately gets off the bed, feigning indifference and unfazed. As soon as Oakley takes his bath and puts on his necessities, he makes his way into the room calmly. Yet Oakley can’t push away the deep sense of loss that overwhelms his heart. That person is truly too heartless and cruel!