Novel & Cerita Kissed By An Angel Books

Barry left her alone to go to the kitchen. Her curiosity is one of the things that she hates about herself. When there's something bothering her, she will do everything she can to know more about it. She loves learning new things, and uncovering secrets. And now that she knows more about her lineage, she wants to understand everything. "Book of Demonology?" She found a book hidden behind a pile of old journals. From the look of it, someone hid the book intentionally. It was thick and old, and dusty. As she flipped through the pages, she saw something that caught her attention.

his voice caressed not only her rosy lips but also all the muscles in her body, making her shiver unwittingly. A devilish smirk spread on his face and just after he kissed the saint plump lips fiercely. Seighnt couldn't control herself as she melted into the kiss. This was a sin. A sin that will surely lead to eternal damnation. Shortly, the dark angel pinned her to his covers, sliding their skin against each other making them burn with passion. Her angelic wings spread wide when she arched her back in pleasure, the dark angel himself sucking and nipping on her oversensitive skin. His teeth grazed along the sensitive spot below her jaw, making the saint moan with delight.

I added and left to lock myself in the study room, savouring on cigarettes; one after the other. About an hour later, a notification came through on my phone. She had booked a flight, and I took a sigh of relief. Finally she’d get to be away from all the toxicity she doesn't deserve! —------------------------------------ Angel’s POV When Ace gave me his card, with millions of dollars in it, it was surreal. It wasn't about the money; it was the idea behind him giving it to me. He's always been confusing, so it wasn't really surprising that he would wake up a changed man, after locking me up in the coffin.

Sweet and sharp. Angel took the cigar from him. Took a long drag. Held it. Exhaled slow. Smoke drifted between us. Then she stood up straight. The girl on her knees pulled back. Lips shiny. Moved to Angel’s other breast. Started again. Another girl walked over. Dark hair. Red lipstick. Kissed Angel deep. Hands sliding over her body. Rubbing. Pressing. Moaning soft into each other’s mouths. I stared. Couldn’t look away. Angel noticed. Pulled back from the kiss. Laughed low. “You seem shocked.”

I read the Angel and demons, authored by Dan Brown. Duke gave it to me as a gift last valentines day because he knows that I love reading with a cute heart bracelet and with a teddy bear on it. I read until I fell asleep. Hoping for tomorrow when I open my eyes. He is already home sleeping beside me. Warming my body with his embrace.

Our breaths mixed, and I could tell that he felt my cheeks heating under his touch, a heat that only told me that my cheeks were now crimson red. “I really am curious how an angel, a pure angel, was born within the den of demons.” He whispered against my bottom lip. He didn’t connect his lips with mine, silently letting me know that I can pull away if I wanted to. It wasn’t until I pressed my lips with his that he smiled into the kiss, kissing me back almost instantly. The two of us pulled away a few seconds later and when he rested his forehead against mine, I smiled, wanting to look away from him. “I am an angel with broken wings.”

he whispered, his voice filled with a tenderness I hadn't heard before. A blush crept up my cheeks as I averted my gaze, suddenly feeling self-conscious. "Thank you," I managed to say, my voice barely a whisper. Before I could gather my thoughts, Angel closed the distance between us, his lips capturing mine in a passionate kiss. It was a kiss that spoke volumes, filled with unspoken emotions and a deep gratitude for the love we shared. In that moment, all doubts and worries melted away, leaving only the raw connection between us.

Angel replied in a relaxed husky tone as he turned around to face her. "I'm not complaining,” she replied, beaming with smiles. Angel saw happiness radiating from her eyes, and he smiled warmly at her to cup her chin. He lowered his head to press a gentle but searing kiss on her lips. "You can have your brunch, dinner and anything you want beautiful," Angel said. "Yes?" "Yeah … But know this. Every chance I get, I'm going to fuck you," he rasped probing her lips apart as he kissed her. "And fuck you until you plead for mercy," he rasped.

I am already working on two other books, and though I cannot promise when each will be ready, I want to share my vision with you — the stories waiting patiently to be born, the worlds I am eager to open for you: Kiss of His Betrayal (Davina & Damon – Book 1) Kiss of a Fallen Star (Eva & Ryan – Book 2) Kiss of Lies and Fire (Jacob & Amara – Book 3) Kiss of His Redemption (Jenny, Jacob & Michael – Book 4) Kiss of Hidden Truths (Alex & Naina – Book 5) Each of these stories carries its own heartbeat, its own secrets, its own fire. Together, they form a universe of love, betrayal, redemption, and truth — a saga I cannot wait to share with you.

His tongue explored boldly, leaving no corner of my mouth untouched. The force of the kiss swept me off my feet, leaving my body weak and trembling. Still, there was no denying it was effective. The burning heat inside me eased considerably beneath his fierce passion. Like a drowning person clutching a lifeline, I refused to let go of Tucker. Instinctively, my hands found his shoulders. I held on awkwardly, desperate to keep up with him. I eventually lost all sense of time. As the kiss broke, I collapsed against him, struggling to catch my breath. My misty eyes and flushed cheeks lent me an unexpected allure.