Karen Kingsbury Angels Walking Series Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath, forced my shoulders back, and started walking up the grand staircase toward the main administration building. I told myself that I was here to get a good education. I did not need to be rich, and I did not need to fit into their high-society world. All I had to do was focus on my classes, keep my head down, and get my degree. But deep down, I knew it wasn't going to be that easy. Because there was one big problem waiting for me on this campus, and his name was Angel Hart. Angel was my new stepbrother. He was also the Student Council President, and according to every rumor I had heard, he ruled Green Hill University. People here didn't just respect him; they were terrifi

I sit up and push the ball to the side. "Hey, look who's going out!" Ted suddenly exclaims and walks to the window. The other guys are busy with the game and clearly don't give a fuck. I walk to the window and see Angel walking out of the house with a bag hanging on her shoulder. I can't believe that I thought her name was Madonna. I blame that little asshole tied to the chair. "Damn! She looks hot" Ted says after a whistle. I glare at him and turn my attention back to the walking figure.

she announced with a bow "Tell her I will be with her shortly," Camila replied "Yes Ms Camila," she acknowledged and left. Camila got up to leave after excusing herself but Mrs Garcia took the small book from her before she left the balcony. "Now we can do that adult talk," Mrs Carter said "Don't give her that book and let's keep her out of all plans that are to the extreme," she added "We will not give each other up. She is young and in the heat of the situation she may spill," she pointed out

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

I took a shower and got dressed into a white and pink checkered skirt, a white cropped top with a pink cropped hoodie over it, and some white sneakers. I also put my hair up in a ponytail. I picked up my bag which I had already packed last night. Would you believe that both Xavier and I have a copy of the rules we made? Well yes, we do and mine happens to be in my bag. I walked downstairs to go make breakfast and was surprised to see Theodore making breakfast. I looked at Xavier's face shocked. "Girl I'm shook too," he said.

## Chapter 18 ### Vaelora Vaelora's POV I didn’t look back at Zane. I didn’t care if he followed me or if he vanished back into the shadows like the ghost he was. Blinded by anger, I bolted out the hanging, splintered front door and lunged down the wooden staircase, my boots slamming against the steps in a frantic, desperate rhythm. There was one person left in this building. One person who claimed to see things nobody else could.

ANGELA’S POV Honestly, that whole thing with Kimberly just emptied me out. I was running on fumes, mentally and every other way. Walking back to our wing with Aaron was quiet, but it was a good quiet. He was just this solid, warm presence beside me, and I practically leaned my whole weight on him. My mind was blank. I had done what I had to do, and now a tiredness deeper than anything physical settled into my bones.

Amber POV. "Thanks, thanks," I repeat leaving the doctor's office and going toward my room, I placed the baby angel on the bed, making sure to set the wings underneath her not to hurt her. I took one of the books that I have brought as well, it's titled "Little angels," it's meant to talk about the angels who are classified as littles.

Tony’s face jerked sideways. Expression did not crack. But Tony faked his crying. “Fucking drunk,” Angel muttered coldly. Distant. And with that, he stepped away from Tony. He straightened his white suit jacket. Then he walked out without looking back. But his heart— It was thundering. **

Finally the car stopped, Angelina shivered, she wondered why she was quite uncomfortable to step out, and also, the mansion seems to be another mansion that belongs to Mr Knight. "Will you prefer me carrying you out from the car my self" Xavier said, as he stood, watching as she nervously stepped out from the car. He shook his head, walking towards the mansion. Angelina following after him, as she stepped into the mansion, the mansion was so breathtaking, she couldn't stop watching, on how beautiful every mansion of Mr Knight was. She stood in the sitting room, confused on what to do, if she was to remain there or follow him up stairs.