In Arms Angel Mga Nobela at Kwento

The original peace treaty still lay in the position it had millenniums beforehand, untouched by visitors. Dusty pages flipped silently. Words flew threw his mind at inhuman speed. He had been reading about the unwritten rule of pureblood angels. These angels were to only be royalty, however it came with a deadly price. Many of these newborns were ticking time bombs of anguish and destruction, having the power to level entire cities. Some never made it past infancy. This caused a very large shortage in heirs to the throne, with only one child surviving every millennium.

The king yelled again, but she didn't look back till she was out. "Take it easy with her, your majesty" Elsa held his forearm, and he sighed. "She's just a child, she'd come around" she smiled. * GRAND CASINO* Rook came here immediately his flight landed. It's currently past 7 at night, and the casino is busy as it should. He changed bandages for his bleeding arm close to ten times already, but the black blood kept coming, the poison is spreading. Hazzan met him by the rooms door, and his eyes widened when he saw the bleeding arm.

Kai POV The angel in my arms was intoxicating. Her scent wrapped around me—vanilla and almond—seeping into my veins like an addiction. Every breath I took was filled with her essence, anchoring me in a way I hadn’t realized I needed. Liquid gold eyes and fiery copper hair. Stunning. Mesmerizing. Mine.

I feel a small pang in my heart at the mention of Kelvin. “I will find out the truth no matter what. And if he did Kill my parents, I’ll kill his whole damn bloodline if it’s the last thing I do,” I spit out in anger, my hands silently shaking. “Slow down there babes, we will do it together. I got your back bestie! But first off you need to be discharged and get back to Beverly Hills” she points out lightly. The anger in me reduces a bit as I let out a deep groan at the remembrance of my current state.

"Get out. Now. We have evidence she is planning violence. Real violence. She has purchased weapons, made threats, wired money to people with criminal records." "That is not true," Elena said, clearly hearing Morrison through the phone. "I have not—" The door burst open. Armed men rushed in. Not FBI. Not police. Mercenaries. And leading them was someone I never expected. Camilla LaRue. She smiled at both of us, holding a gun. "Hello, ladies. Did you really think you were the only ones planning revenge?"

My lips stretch into a smile as he mentioned a friend and they have no communication so it seems harmless even though the trauma from my past is hunting me over trusting any son of Adam with the opposite gender. “Hello I'm Angel, nice to meet you.” my hands stretched forward for a handshake but reluctantly she took it like it burned her with a fake dirty ass smile which was over before it touched her lips. Her arms coiled back around his shoulder as she snuggled closer towards his tall frame, he didn't seem to mind as he let her. My chest began to hurt, a tightening around my throat, air was polluted, my eyes began to blur.

My Angel orders as she fastens her harness. She has a lot on her, knives, katanas, bows, arrows and her favorite dagger that she straps to her thigh. Had it not been for the situation we are in, I would have laughed at her appearance. Wet hair, roughly pulled in a ponytail, my shirt, wrapped in a harness, my boxers and bare legs, with a dagger strapped to her thigh. She looks adorable and badass at the same time. "Let us move! We have to get the fight as far away from the clan as possible. Do not die on me, guys!" I command before pulling Angel to me and giving her a passionate kiss, crushing her into my body.

I don't know when I'm drifted into sleep in his arms meanwhile in the sky good angel : is there any other piece of man like this guy evil angel : why good angel : to make him mine evil angel : didn't you see what kind of guy he is earlier good angel : who cares evil angel : me good angel : huh evil angel : you're not allowed to dream about any guy good angel : why evil angel : that's it

“The Almighty won’t be happy to hear about this.” Jasmine shuddered out of fear. Of course, it would be just her luck she pissed off God of all things. The Angel’s presence was very intimidating and now life-changing as she knew that God was real and dark Angels carried out souls to heaven. This Angel was sizing her up and down and one of his wings caressed her arm feeling the feathery embrace and feeling scared all at once.

Kane says, his people repeating his words in kind. “Rise, all of you. Thank you for that, and do not ever kneel to me again. We are brothers in arms, and I have far too much respect for all of you.” We continue to walk through the forest, and as we walk something stirs through the trees and bushes. Night animals warn me before Angel appears out of nowhere, cloak around her body, bag over one shoulder. She seems set on something, and instead of asking, we nod to each other and keep moving.