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He said. "Are you really? Or are you just saying that to gain my forgiveness?" He did not reply, he just glared at her with pure hatred. She removed the gun and strapped it by her hips, pulling her top to cover it. She felt a sudden urge to taste his lips and she moved closer to him. She held his chin and leaning on her tiptoes, she kissed him softly on the lips. She felt electricity crackling on her skin and her whole body came alive. He did not respond at first, but then he pulled her against him and kissed her deeply. "The food is served." Priscilla's voice rang out, making them pull away from each other. "It is okay, I was once young and I too enjoyed romance." Priscilla said with a smil

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

exclaimed Edmud confidently. "Then why do you dare to tell me? You're not scared?" Edmud smiled miserably, turning to me, and slowly shook his head. "You've probably heard his name before! Angel Aiden, he is the Angel in charge of giving grace to the bellies of the women of her choice who are above to give birth to cute babies! Once Upon A Time, Angel Aiden met a girl while he was on duty. An innocent girl who can see and also hear him. At first there is nothing strange about the interaction of the two, until he begins to take an interest in the girl's life, and falls in love with her."

Thank you so much for your interest in this book! Author, Black angel

[Rachel’s POV] Vincenzo invited me to the East Coast, saying we needed to discuss an alliance. This time, I did something unusual. Instead of taking a helicopter, I boarded a train alone. Not long after I sat down, a man wearing a cap and sunglasses took the seat across from me. He spoke first. “Don’t look at me. Just read a book.” I opened a book and replied quietly, “Victor, I told you I don’t want to see you again.”

I didn't know if it was love, yet I looked forward to seeing him at school and often trailed behind him, just to catch a glimpse. When I saw him talking to other girls, a strange anger would rise in me, and I resented them. Even in my sleep, Eric appeared in my dreams repeatedly. I went online, trying to make sense of these unusual emotions, and the truth became clear. I had fallen for my college professor. I drifted through my days in a daze, realizing this wasn't just a simple crush. I had fallen for Eric—deeply, passionately, and uncontrollably. I couldn't keep it to myself any longer. I confessed my feelings to him.

With that, I greeted them with a wide smile. "Hello, good morning lovely human beings! College and yet still lazy? Are you really just planning to be a freeloader at home and not make an effort? Good thing an English Mage is here, Naenia Lovercraft! Your certified ghostwriter and academic commissioner!" I said sweetly and approached them and even gave them a light kiss on the cheek.

I looked up at him and could see a gaze I never had seen in Angel's eyes before. “I always have…..,” I didn't let him finish his words before pressing a kiss into his lips. He looked down at me in a bit of shock and then I did it again, pushing my heels up so I could stay even longer on his lips. Angel grabbed me by my waist and I fell back on my toes. He bent over, his lips crashing down into mine. The kiss felt different, genuine, but hungry. Angel began kissing vigorously on my mouth, his hands scavenging every skin on my body. I did the same as I grazed my finger around his skin, I found his shirt button and was gonna pull it off when Angel picked me up from the ground. I gasped consider

The extremities of humans' and demons' auras changes colour according to their emotions. The book is set during a time when the angels and demons are at war. The story centers around an angel called Angela who lives on earth. She is known to be a gentle, demure, and kind angel who helps the poor and starving, settle disputes, and promote fairness. Peace and happiness are always left in her wake.

My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”