Hitman Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

"And I hate it when I get shorted. We agreed to four boxes and all I got was three. I believe you understand the anger I felt, after all, trust is golden in this line of business." She rounded the couch and stood behind him. "Funny you should say that, I strongly agree with you." She patted his shoulder twice and shot two of his men who were stationed by the refreshment table. She placed a gun on his neck and pointed another at his right hand man. Everyone had pulled out their guns now and bullets were being exchanged. Chiara shot Vincent's right hand man in both knees and he fell to the ground. "Order your men to stop or the next bullet goes through you." Vincent signalled his men to stop a

Andrews replied seeing the guard was getting closer to him. "What kind of duties?" asked the guard holding a gun in his hands. "Checking the cars," Andrews replied facing the guard. "Okay, I am coming with you," the guard said and Andrews just nodded. Andrews walked towards the garage and opened it. The guard walked behind Andrews with his gun. Andrews looked straight ahead and knew where he needed to go but he first needed to get rid of the guard behind him. Andrews scanned the room and opened the door of my car. The guard got closer to also look inside the car but received a big hit from Andrews's elbow. The guard's nose was fractured and Andrews landed another heavy punch to his neck befo

She argues. "We have traitors within our ranks. How sure are we this won’t get out?" Rowan asks. I get out my tablet and did a little research into Leonardo Hunter. I frown when I recognize the face. I show it to my brother. "This motherfucker!" he shouts. "What?" Amara asks. Rowan hands the tablet to her. “Who is this man?” she asks. “He went by the name Lenard Hunter. He was one of the men we trusted to protect Angelica…” Rowan explains to her.

“What about Victor?” I glanced down at the miserable man in the pit, saying, “Him? He’s finished. There’s no such person in the Medici family anymore.” Vincenzo’s voice turned sharp. “Don’t underestimate him. I suggest you put a bullet in him.” I paused for a moment before slowly raising the gun again, aiming at Victor. “As you wish,” I replied softly. With a bang, the gunshot rang out, startling a flock of crows from the trees.

“God isn’t here to save you.” I drove the blade deeper into his chest, inch by inch, leaving a gaping wound. I shifted the blade, slicing horizontally as his intestines spilled over. “You good?” Matteo asked. Without a word, I answered with a sharp nod. No one will ever touch you again, my angel. I will always keep you safe.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

Once finished, he carelessly tossed the used bandage aside and fixed his eyes on Angelia, his look as predatory as a vulture eyeing its prey. Angelia couldn’t help but feel afraid, especially under the piercing coldness of his gaze. His forced smile was enough to send her heart pounding in her throat. ‘F*ck.’ Gunter spat at Angelia, his large hand landing brutally on her face, leaving a painful mark. ‘You traitor! You put on a front of helping us, but secretly aided those people, didn’t you?’ Gunter was a powerful and hateful man. His blow was so fierce that it nearly knocked Angelia out, leaving her enveloped in darkness.

I pleaded and inhaled sharply when she told me yes. "I heard you're my guardian angel," I mumbled and Grace gritted her teeth and cursed. "You can thank my asshole father for that mess. He assigned me so I'd have to end my relationship with you Mortas, guardian angels can't be involved with who they are guarding so we should not, ugh you understand," she mumbled irritatedly. So she was breaking some major angel rules to be here with me. I smiled at my little delinquent wife. "I thought only full blood angels could be guardians," I said softly and Grace shrugged her shoulders.

I remembered what Angel told me from the other side. He mentioned that angels are the bad guys and they will lure anyone to hell. They can manage to make other people commit sins. In the human realm, they are the real demons. But I don't see his wings anywhere. "What are you?" I asked, wanting to confirm my hunch about him. "I'm your guardian angel! The one who is supposed to watch you instead of that grim reaper!" He told me with anger in his tone. "I don't need a guardian angel, I'm a vampire now!" I told him the obvious.

That said she stood and removed her sarong to go join her brothers. Hunter shook his head slowly and said, “That kid is going to be the death of me.” The man he’d been talking to said “Wait a minute, since when do you have a kid?” Hunter briefly explained it to him, and then said, “I’d appreciate you not hitting on my nineteen-yr. old daughter if you don’t mind Garrett.” Garrett looked at him as if he’d lost his mind and asked “How do you plan on keeping guys from not hitting on her? Have you taken, a look at your daughter lately? My God Hunter she’s every guy’s wet dream come to life.” Hunter sighed heavily and responded “Yes, but she’s real Garrett, not some fake plastic bimbo who wants ev