Novel & Cerita Hitman Guardian Angel

Just see how he reacted with Sean, if I brought someone like that good-looking customer home, he would have a heart attack on the spot. Oh, but that couldn't stop me from imagining all sorts of silly stuff about the customer. I just wished I had asked him for his name at least, then I could put a name to his face. Hmm, he looked like a Michael, and no, I wasn't just saying that because I'm a church girl. Even though he was polite and kind, he looked like someone who could protect his own; someone who wouldn't stand to see his loved ones suffer. Just like how the angel Michael was the battle angel, destroying the demons while being good and pure.

I just rolled my eyes at him and his brother pulled out his tongue at him. "Great! Now I have two people to annoy the shit out of me," he mumbled leaving the room. "I'm Xavier by the way," he said introducing himself. "I'm Andrea," I said. Surprisingly after that day Xavier became my best friend and I hung out with him a lot. I did school online and as for Theodore, he was our legal guardian but we didn't get to see him always because of his work. I still hate him though. I wasn't about to let the fact that he had killed my dad go just like that. One night I was fast asleep when I heard a loud bang downstairs which made me jolt awake.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

She grabbed his face with both of her hands to make him look straight to her. "Do you have a death wish, Isaiah? You're complicating things when it should be how it is!" Jilly felt like slapping him hard to made him see sense and to sobered him up already. "Is it him?" Jilly raised her eyebrows, asking him silently. "Your guardian." "My guardian?" Jilly repeated. She never told him about Marcus and she knew that. So, how does he know? "Who's my guardian?" She asked back. "The mafia don." Cayne replied what he knew.

— I crossed my arms. If he would act as if nothing had happened, I would do the same. — I was going to train and I saw you there. — He walked behind my car and came back with an object in his hands. — Gotcha. It was a biker helmet. — What? I'm not going to walk in this thing! I need to arrive alive! — I exclaimed. — Oh! No kidding, Angel Backer! Do you think I don't remember when I was riding on that rump of that of your boyfriend? — a corner smile bared his teeth. — What was his name? Jeferson? Jacobs? Jimmy?

I want them to feel the pain, hurt them just like they hurt the innocent. That is why I run this gang. And the second reason of me being that angry was Angela and that attack in the party she had gone to. It was them. Quinn Daggers. Those bloody bar*s! The nerve they had to attack my Angel. How dare they even think of hurting her?! And for once in my life, I have to thank him. Carl. My mortal enemy! For once he had done something worthy. He had saved my Angel that night. My Angel. My lifeline. My lo-

He called the head of security assigned for Liam. "Baby he is Derek, your personal guard. Derek, protect him, keep him safe. One hair deshelved and you will lose your fingers. Got it. Give him space. Follow him but don’t meddle until he asks. He is your Boss now. Do you copy"? Lucas said in a stern cold tone. "Roger Boss. Roger Boss Liam. Your safety is my life now". He bowed slightly. Liam looked around and was embarrassed to see every one looking at the interaction. Some mocking, some glaring, some tease and some Awed.

The powerful angel at this moment. In a true sense, from an optimist to a Rutland... Gunfire Angel! ! In this state, the shooting speed of Angel's Guardian Gun is extremely fast, and each bullet is extremely accurate. Angel can calculate the trajectory of each bullet, and can even accurately miss the enemy with its own bullets. The path of the fired bullet. certainly. This extremely abnormal calculation method. Naturally, the capable angel couldn't maintain it for a long time. She had only turned it on for a while, but her head was already starting to smoke, like a CPU that was running at high speed and was about to burn out.

"I'll just remind you that I saved your life and did not put you in danger." Dexter stood up straight and shook off the dust clinging to his pants. "I didn't ask you to save me if I was really the target of those men." "But still, be grateful." Sasha held her head high. Instead of saying thank you, he asked the woman. "Who are you and what do you need from me?" "I am your guardian angel. I don't need you, but you need me." "Tch, I'm serious here." "And so I am! You think a shootout is just a joke? Hell, I'm holding a real gun!" Sasha pointed the gun in the man's face.

“It’ll give you enough strength to run.” Julian grunted, coughing. “They they said you were dead.” She gave a trembling smile. “Not yet.” Then BOOM. The wall behind them exploded in a cloud of fire and cement. Alma shielded Julian. Sebastian rolled forward, guns drawn. Figures emerged from the smoke. Sleek, faceless assassins in black tech armor. Hekate’s Phantom Guard. One spoke through a voice modulator. “Alma D’Angelo. Step away from the asset. Your choices end here.”