Novel & Cerita In Love With An Angel

"Hum, you're right too! But in Ellenor's place, there were times when the flower withered!" "Forget about the flowers and tell me something!"I asked. Edmud stopped flying and sat down beside me. "What do you want to hear?" "Something about angels loving humans!" "If that's what you want to hear, then you want to know the story of Angel Aiden and her lover Tiffany! Listen, this is a fascinating story, here I think I'm the only one who dares to tell you this because most Angels don't dare to say his name or delve into his story!" exclaimed Edmud confidently.

But still, why is he so rude? I mean last night, he'd been different. What's going on with him? "He sure is something else" Amy says from behind me and I flinch. "When did you get here?" I ask and she shrugs with a smile on her face. "Not long, but long enough to hear him accuse you of forcing yourself on him. He's a jerk" "Come on, let's go to class" "Wait, did you hear about the new girl? Her name's Diva. Weird, huh?" Amy says and I frown.

Thana cried rising to her feet. "You are just a fool, Travis will never choose a worthless whore like you over me. His father wouldn't even approve of it," Angel laughed folding her hands over her boobs. "Do you think he loves you?" "He loves me," Thana cried cleaning her tears with her hand stained with mud. "Love?" Angel laughed louder. "Did he love you when he was sleeping with me or when he told his men how you tasted like a sour fruit and let's not forget how you cried like a baby on your first night."

His thumb brushed the water off my cheek, and then he started, slow and deliberate. I love your eyes. I love your nose. I love your smart mouth. I love how strong you are in public but soft with me. I love how you make me feel. I love how you listen to your loved ones. I love how much of a warrior you are. I love the way you get so focused when you read a book. I love when you cry after your favorite characters die. I love when you wear short dresses even though I get jealous of every man that stares at you. I love your skin. I love the dimple on your left cheek. I love your tattoo. I love the fact that your favorite color is the color of my eyes. I love the fact that your body is so respons

I kissed him more aggressively, at least this was my way of thanking him for his letter that kept repeating in my mind; I was right, Angel. You never looked nice. You looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice, it was supposed to make you feel something. And I felt it. I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride. I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving. I love you, Angel. If there's a chance for me to date you, meet me. Ignore if you don't like it. At the theater at 5 o'clock. From those who love you, -Sean

She grins. I shake my head, Angel is foolish when it comes to seeing reality. She's not in love with Adrian, she's obsessed and needs to get that addiction treated but it's too late, she's forfeited her mate and now he is all she believes she has. Angel was friends with my older sister, so yes, she is older than Adrian. “Okay cougar, the ring?” I tilt my head and she strides away. I turn back to look at Camilla and Kristina, I grin summoning them into the ring. Kristina stays by ringside as Camilla slips in, she straightens where she is and we both nod.

“No. I can see how you are struggling with this; I won’t let you suffer alone.” “Why did you even pursue me? I’m not like the people at those parties.” “I know. I love your kindness. I love how you always know what people at the café are going to order based on their previous visits. I love how you are with my dog. I love how you are protective of me even when I don’t deserve it. Angel, it doesn’t matter to me how much money you have, who your parents are, or what your name is. To me, you will always be my Angel and right now I am telling you that I love you with all my heart.”

"Am I just an animal? Do I have four paws?" Angel bombarded Logan with questions, her complexion improving and her energy increasing. Logan was puzzled. "Huh? What I meant is—" "I don't care about your sense of justice or your personal matters. All I know is that I want to be with you no matter what. If you were to die, I'd rather die with you. You figure out what to do next!" Angel declared with determination yet in a gentle tone. "Logan, is it wrong to love someone? Is it a crime to love you? Does my love for you have anything to do with you?" she asked.

“Men are so cruel. All they’ve ever done is hurt me. What did I do wrong? Why do they keep hurting me? Why does he hate me?” My lips trembled something fierce as hot tears slid down my cheeks. “Do you love him, sweetheart?” The Angel asked. My heart twisted with unimaginable pain but I nodded all the same. “I do. He was my first love, you see. I love him so much… but he hates me. He wants to kill me…” He leaned forward and blew magic dust in my left ear. The dust made my brain heavy and before long, I was sliding across the seats, shaking and shutting down. Just before he left, the Angel asked;

He looked at me. "I can't believe you left those parts out of the conversation." Then he looked at Angel. "And you?" "I love her. She's the best. I never believed I could call someone perfect, but that's what she is. The way she carries herself, treats her employees, wow! She's amazing." "I want to see her." He said to Angel then turned to me. "Bring her over tomorrow son. I want to see this woman that made my son and daughter fall in love with her."