His Dangerous Angel Novels & Stories

The more I listened, the angrily I got and I certainly don't want to slap him because I'm scared that I might get fired and then I'll have to return to Florida. So I decided to walk away, quickening my pace as I did that but he seemed to notice because he was running after me and even yelling my name in the parking lot. I tried to remember where Sean said he was and also try to outrun this crazy bastard. But he was getting faster and I was feeling really scared. I don't know when I bumped into Sean but when I did, I felt really happy. I immediately melted into his arms and he caught me. This perfume soothed me and made me feel safe.

He kept moving my hips, slow and steady, dragging out every lingering sensation, making me tremble again and again as my clit brushed against the length of him. It was overwhelming—in the most perfect way imaginable. My very first orgasm, my first taste of what pleasure was truly supposed to feel like, and it had been brought to life by none other than Dante Gallo. The same man people whispered about, feared, warned others to stay far away from. He was dangerous, powerful—possibly the most feared man in the entire city, if not the country. Yet right now, he was my anchor, the one person making me feel like I was untouchable and treasured all at once.

He gave me a shocked look" it's simple, my blood contains healing power , I'm Damon ,from the blood pack " " What...... Blood pack ? Did I just hear correctly? "With so much fear, I stood up and began running for my dear life ,no I wasn't prepared to die ,or have my blood sucked dry yet . He just stayed still looking at me as I ran and luckily I felt happy he wasn't coming after me " no wonder he's so fast " I looked back to check if he was still there ,but no ,he wasn't as I turned to continue running I forcefully bumped on him which made me crash-land on the floor immediately " what do you want from me ? "I asked him " I don't have any blood to spare ,so pls , get away from me ? "I screame

My angel squirmed against me, and our bodies vibrated, I grabbed his hips and ground myself on him with need and want. The sound of someone pushing and touching the door handle snapped us out of the passionate haze. We took a step back and for the first time, I saw fear in my angel's eyes. He was scared. The look made me hurt and angry. I turned away and he must have realized it and said, "It's too dangerous for you to be seen with me." My eyes blazed as I turned to look at him. I was about to say something, but he moved closer, barring my mouth with his hand and he shook his head and stated, "Let us not spoil this moment. I felt good being here with you."

I wasn’t going to do anything until he apologised, for his insane behaviour. I sat there humming, as though I couldn’t even see or hear him, but I could feel his presence, eyes burning into my blazer trying to set me alight, send me to hell probably where he came from. He was devious enough I could tell, and I’d read somewhere that Biblically accurate angels were actually terrifying and it was the demons that stole the human essence that was breathtakingly beautiful just to lead you to your demise. Not that Mr Emerson was breathtakingly beautiful.

Melissa stares at Francis blankly before she looks away. The glass doors slide open and Francis and the two officers walk out into the pouring rain. Instantly, Francis' suit and plain trousers get wet. His short black hair stick his face and neck as the officers take him to the police car parked beside the glassy skyscraper. The shorter officer opens the back door and the Italian officer puts Francis in the backseat before closing the door. Francis stares at the building as the car's ignition starts before speeding away.

Maybe I should delete it then I'd tell Avani this was insane and I wasn't doing it. Should— My phone rang, it was sienna. "Hey," I answered. "Diego. Listen. I need to tell you something about Felton D'Angelo." "What about him?" "Be careful. He's not—he's not what he seems." "What does that mean?" "It means he's dangerous. It means people who get close to him tend to disappear. It means—" She stopped. "Just be careful. Okay?" "Sienna, what are you talking about?"

An hour later, Ryan was still sitting at his desk when Angel walked in without knocking. “ Wanna go get some coffee with me? ” she asked with a flattering smile. Ryan’s eyes snapped up in irritation. “ Get out of my office, Miss Tarts, ” he said in an icy tone. “ And don’t come in here until I ring for you. ” Angel continued smiling and swayed closer instead, her blouse cut low enough to reveal her boobs. Leaning over his desk, she made sure he had a full view. “ You’ve been so tense lately, Ryan,” she purred “ Maybe what you need isn’t more work, but a little… distraction. ” For a moment, he said nothing and kept looking at her as she approached. That was it, he thought, pressing the interc

Angel held my hands digging her nails into my skin, her face masked with concern. "What's going on here?" She asked as her eyes wandered round the room, everything looked scattered, if I didn't know better I could easily say a war happened in here. "What's going on here?" I asked, trying to get to Dane but he growled angrily at me, and I took two steps back. An angry Dane is worse than anything dangerous that you could ever think of. "Do not interfere!" Ordered Dane causing Angel to cower back in fear. I didn't know what this was all about, I couldn't decipher why he was acting up all of a sudden.

Angela scoffed, walked forward, and grabbed Damian's hand, which was holding the railing. He was so taken aback that he shouted, "What are you doing? You're the CEO of this company—are you really attempting to kill me?" Angela remained silent as she seized his arm with one hand and flung it forcefully. Damian's face went pale, but he suddenly felt the world turn upside down. With Angela assisting him, he swiftly flipped over, and his hefty body crashed into the ground. The chaos finally ended. With a tone of utter disdain, Angela declared, "Take him away and turn him over to the police."