Novel & Cerita In Arms Angel

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"

She opened her arms. Angel moved into them without hesitation this time, crawling forward and pressing herself into the embrace with both arms going around Shayla's neck, and Shayla held her and felt the weight of her, this small girl who had been through more in ten—turning eleven tomorrow—years than most people went through in a lifetime.

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.

“Will we be armed when we enter?” “Yes, you'll be, and also be aware I'm going to have to point guns at your head at some point to lower your weapons, and I'm going to be armed to the fifth to be able to throw the three of you some of my guns” “Okay” I park the car In front of the Building We're supposed to meet Angel at “Any other questions?” I ask as I spot Angel walking hurriedly with two men behind her, holding duvet bags with them. “None at the moment”

"Alright Bye Angel" "Bye" Angel said before ending the call. She sighed to herself and examined herself in the mirror. She was wearing a white and purple shirt with Teddy Bear in the middle, a long sleeve white shirt under, skinny light blue jeans and purple flats. Angel slowly rolled up her sleeves and looked at her dark bruise. Her thoughts drifted to last night. __________________________________________

Can you imagine your absence at the biggest langerie event in Paris? — You said I wasn't the center of attention. — I'm wrong, girl! You know it is! — Louis finished removing the makeup and punched me in the shoulder. — Angel Backer is on the cover of all magazines, a typical beauty of South America, a daring Brazilian! The one that is never late and does not fail in commitment! The one that joined Gucci and abandoned it just to help Diamond grow, even if she had to live in this end of the world that is the city of Boston!

"Yeah, I told him I suddenly got a call from my close friend. And that I needed to take something from her. Herbert and his friend are also here, so he didn't suspect anything." Amy still seemed uneasy. "Follow the crowd out there. Don't be nervous. Just lower your head. It'll be all fine once you get in the car. Nobody would follow you anymore by then." "Okay, thank you." Amy followed Vince out of the clubhouse with gratitude. Meanwhile, Yuna wore Amy's clothes and walked outside. Now, Mina's voice rang in her Bluetooth earphones. "Ms. Feron, there isn't just one person taking pictures. There's another man on your nine o'clock."

One of the guards opened the door for me and I thanked him before letting myself into the car. It was warm compared to the cold outside, like always, Angel's scent enveloped the place and I felt light headed. My God! I felt enveloped by his aura, he was just too dominant even without trying, looking like the boss he was. Angel wore a black short like he did earlier today and a black top as against the black shirt he wore. His broad chest was very visible and his muscles and biceps popping. Fuck....

William answers me, he's dealing with the more gentle kind of humans while I have to deal with the rebels. "That's good, but one of yours have slipped and it's on my side now," I say, I'm pretty sure Angel should be on his side of the city, she took the test and she's one of the cutest kind of pets you could ever ask for, I can't wait to explain to her what she really is and get her slipping into her headspace and her place on this earth.

WIth that he turned back to the computer screen and weent back to work. Amaris turned and walked out and went back down to the kitchen. A beautiful dark haired woman with bright green twinkling eyes was standing at the counter with a platter full of sandwiches in front of her. “Hi I’m Angel.” She says holding out a hand to Amaris. “You must be Lyle’s Mate.” Amaris shook her hand “I’m Amaris. It’s nice to meet you.” Amaris mind linked Anna “Why is everyone here saying that. Is there something that I am missing?” Anna looks at Amaris thoughtfully. “Well, honestly you smell different lately. I am not sure what it is. Maybe it is that since you have found your mate, whether you are marked and ma