Novel & Cerita Heartless Angels Oakley And Levi

Esmay's POV I know that everyone here have their doubts about my real intentions in this place and I fear that they might be right. I mean no harm to anyone, especially Elena but I feel like she is too relaxed. I feel like she is not pushing herself hard enough and that was unacceptable. I know Cole and I know how evil and vengeful he can be, not only did we get away with his most priced possession but we made a fool out of him, that will not go unpunished, to me he will show twice as much rage and anger because I betrayed him.

Another knock came, and the pack member guarding the Night Angel Pack and Dark Heart entered. “Any sign of the Heart acting up?” I asked. “Nothing yet,” the spy answered. “The Heart has not lit up like you said it would. It’s just the way it has been for the past week.” “Off you go.” I need to find out soon. After doing some paperwork, there was another knock, and Stella walked in with Olivia dressed in a sundress, and Olivia in the same yellow sundress. “Are you two planning to go out?”

Having them by my side through my first steps, school, college… And then there were Lev and Ilya, two angels who took me in and accepted the burden of raising me as their own child. They gave me so much love and attention, giving up on their own lives to keep me protected. And Oleg took them from me, too. It is true that I wouldn’t have met Angelo if it weren’t for him, but I’m not willing to give Oleg any credit. He also took the only important thing Angelo had in his life. We’re two broken souls because of him.

Angelo asked softly while holding his neck releasing a groan as his neck made a pop sound. "Not yet, you know Levi is good at hiding, we don't know how long it would take," Eren said with a little breath He was sad. They all were, this was something they tried avoiding for a while now. Kelvin kept quiet the whole day, he didn't look at anyone only the computer trying to find something. Angelo let out a breath before leaning his head back against the chair, closing his eyes as he thought of Aria. Angelo hopes she's ok, and God help him if they lay a finger on her, they will all burn to death.

With each strike landing on his already battered body, I felt his skull begin to cave, bones crunching under my knuckles, the wolf's wretched blood splattering my chest; his eye exploded, spraying up my face, grinning darkly, pleased to feel Ares's satisfaction. I could feel him in my mind, adrenaline fueling us both, as my fists slammed unapologetically into what used to be his nose and eye sockets—growling like a wild animal guarding his kill against others, seeing a hand touch my prey. Snapping my head around to face the lush green eyes of my angel, my eyes flared with the demonic fury I felt rippling through me until I heard her sweet voice filter through my anger. "Come back to me, Ace!

However, Hiya, holding the pen, began scrutinising the papers. Her delicate fingers hesitated over the pen, lingering on the papers that held the fate of her future. Her brother and sister-in-law exchanged worried glances, sensing the hesitation in her actions. The air became charged with the unspoken, and the weight of misunderstanding loomed large. Ahil on the other hand, oblivious to the turmoil within Hiya, maintained his indifferent composure. However, his mother, acutely perceptive, observed the tension in the room. The misunderstanding between Hiya's apprehensions and Ahil's detached attitude created an emotional chasm, adding to the palpable heat in the room.

Thеу wеrе the words I had dеѕреrаtеlу lоngеd tо hеаr fоr ѕо long. “Mіnе tоо. Mу heart bеаtѕ only for you, Iz. I wаѕ ѕо hоllоw аnd empty before, just еxіѕtіng, nеvеr knowing whаt it fеlt lіkе tо bе lоvеd. Yоu’ll nеvеr knоw hоw much уоu ѕаvеd mе. Thаnk you fоr bеіng here, guіdіng me bасk іntо thе light. Yоu аrе mу angel, mу ѕаvіоur, аnd I’m nеvеr lеttіng уоu go.” Hіѕ beautiful words brоught extra tears, whісh he lоvіnglу kіѕѕеd а wау.

Angel Michael assembles his Angels to fight, as a cherub I'm not allowed to fight because I'm 50 years only Angel above 100 are allowed to fight but I'm permitted to watch, and since I'm gifted by the Father with the spirit of healing, I can heal any angel who gets injured, Angel can be wounded and they die but when they die their soul will go back to the Father for reincarnation but without death, Angels can live forever without getting old, I'm 50 years but in the human world I will look 17, a thousand-year angel can look 25 in human age and be like that for as long as he lives, unlike what humans think Angels can't see the Father, we only feel his presence and he speaks to us. Angel Micha

They know how much important Daniel is to Gloria. “I need to see him.” Gloria was getting off the bed anxiously, but Henry’s angry voice boomed in the room. “Can’t you listen to us? He is five, not you.” Henry was beyond angry, but his concern was evident in his word. This old man has lost so much in his lifetime. Even the slight scratch on Gloria or Daniel make his heart bleed. He is like a hard coconut, but his heart was soft as cotton. “But…” Gloria wanted to argue, but she looked down and fidget with her finger nervously.

My eyes widened in disbelief as my gaze landed on. "Angel!" Hawk's voice echoed urgently in my mind. In an instant, I comprehended the unsettling truth behind her involvement. Angel, one of my many one-night stands, a woman whose infatuation with me had intensified into obsession. She had spread rumors of a romantic relationship between us, flown into madness, and was later confined to a mental asylum. And now, she was out. "I warned you, didn't I? Being a playboy would come back to haunt you," Hawk cut in. A forceful blow struck my right cheek, delivered by James, and I was sent rambling across the stage, dangerously close to a supply of weapons.