Lady And The Tramp 2: Angel Novels & Stories

My Angel is an enigma, and I will gladly spend the rest of my life attempting to unravel all of her deepest secrets and desires. She places two fingers in her mouth and sharply whistles, I wince at the sound, but Lobo barks once and then runs past me towards Angel. I stare amazed as he runs to her feet and promptly sits obediently waiting for instructions. “Grant, if you could pass me that in your hand, please.” She purposely avoids saying the word ‘leash’, but I hand it to her all the same and she easily clips it to Lobo’s collar. Five seconds and she achieved more than I did in five minutes, with my own animal.

Angel adjusted the box she was holding under one arm and placed her free hand on her hip, looking at him with disgust for a moment before her face began to fall. “Don’t bother making promises you can’t keep and besides, it’s too late anyway.” The sadness in her voice might have been enough to tell Layon how she felt but it was in that moment that he saw a flash of memory in his mind’s eye, a woman who looked much like Angel but slightly older, a woman who was no longer around. The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack.

“I agree. But Luke I’m worried for your relationship with her as well. You simply can’t keep this up. You know good and damn well you can’t be around that baby. It’s going to be far too much to lose you and give birth. You need to cut the cord and soon. Godfrey can reassign you to another continent or something. You don’t owe him anything as far as this mission and we are all more than capable. I hope I’ve shown you tonight just how much I have my finger on the pulse of all this. While I won’t give you a hard deadline, you’re out of time. Figure out how to leave her and soon. I’ll help her with the fall out and get her in line with the right male she deserves. A wolf from a good family who’l

I pleaded, her voice filled with a mix of concern and desperation. But before the situation could escalate any further, the door swung open, revealing Lady Angelica. She stood there, dressed in a revealing black dress and a striking red wig, a provocative smile playing on her lips. Her presence instantly commanded attention, and the room fell into an uneasy silence. "Hello, ladies," Angelica greeted, her voice laced with a subtle hint of mischief. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the tense atmosphere. I felt a shiver run down her spine as she met Angelica's gaze. There was something unnerving about the way Angelica carried herself, an air of authority mixed with an unsettling sense of co

— Don't miss the opportunity to grab their child, I'm talking about a seven— figure bank account! — Louis... Before I could protest, my friend's footsteps stopped in front of a very well— dressed couple and a brown— haired young man. — Louis! You again! — the woman smiled charismatically at her. — Sure! I said I'd kidnap this one for you! A shallow smile came out of me to greet them and I mentally thanked the waiter who passed by my side with a tray of champagne glasses. — Angel Backer, right? — the older man asked.

They began on jumping from one tree to another until they both heard a frightened squeal from the lady they were sensing around the area. “Take the lady in our custody, wifey. I’ll deal with those bastards.” Angel seriously told Mira since they already could see the lady getting closer to their border. “Don’t kill them. I will have some fun with them and you’ll be the witness of it.” Mira quickly jumped off from the last tree that she stepped on and quickly take the lady into her arms protectively. “Gladly.” Angel did the same thing and quickly went to the back of the insane fallen rogues to knock them off.

My head snapped towards his, "Don't go on my appearance. I am so angry at you right now that if I had four hands, I'd punch you!" "What? That makes no sense, Angel," he spoke, puzzled. "Not to people like you," I directed my fake smile towards him, "And stop calling me, Angel!" And what if I don't?" he challenged, raising his brows. But before I could give him a crispy reply, I heard my mom speak. "Who is there, Ella?" she asked. She was most probably in the kitchen. "A monkey!" I replied back, cupping my hands around my mouth. "Really?! It better not be real, Angela! You're not allowed to keep any pets after you killed your last cat!"

The couch to the side wall didn't look like anyone had laid on it either which meant Angel hadn't returned since he left after his bath the previous night. She got up and went to have her bath and brush her teeth. When she opened the wardrobe to see if there was something she could wear, she found a pair of denim trousers with a black shirt. She quickly wore them and found her way down the stairs. The smell of fresh coffee assailed her. And as she got to the stairs landing leading to the foyer, her eyes settled on the back of a tall, dark-hair lady standing very close to Angel. The two were oblivious to her presence and the lady was pouring coffee into a cup Angel was holding, and at the sam

He wanted Lucas to hold him… "When Jeffery left me......" ---- Tabby

Logan retorted, tossing the documents onto the table. "2.5 billion. You're incredibly trusting! Would you undress if I asked you to spend a night with me?" Logan joked, incredulous. Angel welled up with tears but eventually wiped them away and smiled. "Yes, I would undress if you asked! I've told you, my love for you has nothing to do with you personally. You always wear shabby clothes. I just want you to dress well. What's wrong with that? "Take off your clothes if you dare!" Angel looked up with determination, her alluring features highlighted by her blue suit. She appeared strong yet feminine, captivating any man with her looks alone.