His Little Angels Novels & Stories

Louise marched upfront and politely greeted him. "Mm." Assistant Stone gently nodded. "It's too boring upstairs so I feel like coming down to play with you." Angel said in a sweet tone. "I miss you too, come, give me a hug." Louise was pleased to meet Angel as she squatted down and extended both her arms to give Angel a big hug. The workers around all placed their gaze on them after noticing assistant Stone escorting a beautiful little girl. This little girl had a pretty and delicate face, so cute like little meat buns, a pair of big eyes like black gems, long fine eyelashes, exactly like a doll seen on the television.

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.

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

Katie was busy with the window for at least an hour, enough time for me to do most of the paperwork, next I had to go to a meeting, and the window wasn't going to me enough to keep her entertained, I called for Angel, she's mostly big in school, but all littles slip a time or two while at work, they can't help it and just stay big all the time, they need to shift sometimes and feel little, being little is their real nature, and she can have a day off today, she got the boss's boss approval. "Hello, you asked for me?" Angel says walking into my office, she stood tall and proud, wearing her best clothes, she looked like a big badass vampire, but I knew she's also a little one, she's just like

Little girl? In an instant Angel was offended. Did the man call her a kid to insult her? At the age of eighteen, Angel was indeed small, petite and unlike the rest of her family who were tall. Angel is short, thin with wide, clear eyeballs. Now she is wearing black shorts combined with a light blue t-shirt that is slightly oversized. From afar she looks like a boy.

“You did all that drama for so little? Angelina wanted to glare at him, but she had promised herself to be a good girl after all the scene she had caused. No snarling. No growling. And no kicking, for the love of all that is good in this world. So, she gave him her sweetest smile, the one she only ever reserved for her little nieces. She must have failed terribly because the man looked downright uncomfortable by it. Served him right. “I can do much more with so little as four hundred and twenty-nine,” she told him, leaning a little forward. “In my world, people lose a limb or two for far less than that.” His eyes narrowed and he clenched his jaw. She watched him write something down in his b

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

Angel leaned closer again and lowered her voice. “And Noah seems attentive.” I glanced at her briefly. “What do you mean?” Angel lifted her eyebrows. “You know just now.” She gestured subtly toward Jessica. “The napkin thing.” I looked down at my bowl of ice cream again, pretending to focus on the dessert instead. “It’s a small thing.” Angel chuckled quietly. “Small things usually mean something.” I didn’t respond to that. Angel leaned back in her chair and stretched her arms slightly. “But honestly,” she continued, “Noah is the popular type.”

Ted said and I watched as Angel's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Did you just call me a nerd?" she asked while glaring at Ted. He shrugged and pointed to me. "Do it" he ordered and Angel huffed in annoyance. "He said that if I don't want to, it's okay" she backfired. "He's dumb" Ted simply said and my eyes narrowed on him. "He's not!" Angel said, sticking her tongue out at Ted at a five year old girl would do. "You are too!" Ted said mimicking Angel and Rachel laughed at him.

I saw him as the jerk who kept Angeles away from me all those months. Who knew he actually did me a favour? XXX Pretty Little Girl – Blink 182 In the beginning of our relationship, I was kind of held in the dark about the whole gang situation. But then, then that night happened. Angeles had been ‘avoiding’ me for a few weeks and well, it had started to piss me off. I was stuck sitting at home, trying to avoid my mother’s constant nagging about my ‘bad-news-boyfriend’. And then my phone went off.