Mommy's Little Angel Novels & Stories

Lucas snapped. "No no. No boss. Please no". Jeffery fell down on his knees. He was trembling in tears. Parker held him in his embrace. "He was the only family I had. Our parents died when Liam was only 2 years old. 5 years younger than me. We had nothing with us. It was so hard to survive with a baby. I didnt know how would I live or take care of him. But guess God helped me. One of our neighbors, she was a kind lady. She would feed us. Let us live with her if i felt scared at home. But... But I lost my baby". Jeffery broke down into tears telling them the story. Lucas was just sitting listening to him while Parker kept rubbing his shoulder.

So I keep walking without a destination. I stop by the fountain. The moon stands full in the sky, its reflection sparkling in the water. I sit and stare at its reflection. “You are so pretty.” “Oh my, I almost thought I saw an angel.” Startled, I jump up. “I didn’t mean to scare you.” I turn around and stare at the pretty face in front of me. “Hello, Little Miss.” He smiles. “It’s you.” “Yes, it’s I.” He walks closer, closing the distance between us. A strand of hair escapes my tight high ponytail. He picks it up and rolls it on his finger.

Lulu clamped her fists together between her and Ace’s face, before barking out loud: “Ace, you're…” “Leave my husband alone!” Angel left my hand and strutted, again, towards Ace. “Mother-in-law,” she commenced, looking eye to eye with Lulu. “I respect you a lot, but I respect and love my husband more. So I would appreciate it if you didn't force me to exude a different version of me!” She concluded softly. “Hey. Don't talk to me like that, you little girl!” Lulu pleaded. “It's not my husband's fault his father thought he was better than all the other kids, okay?” Angel concluded, arching her eyebrows at mom’s frowned face.

“So, my little angel has finally seen her home. Do you like it?” For context, my mom was used to calling Liam and I her little angels, so I continued that tradition in her honor. Hearing this lovely phrase again brimmed my eyes with tears, my deepest desire rolled out of my tongue. “Y-Yes, mom. I love it. Can you please guide me to leave? I want to see my little angels.” A warm smile stretching my mom’s lips filled my head with endless hopes; however, her response disappointed me. She leaned in and whispered in my ear,

Amelia woke up, she was late for work. She worked in a mini fashion design company as a part time fashion designer and she had a very strict boss, she hoped her boss had not yet arrived, if not she was doomed. She washed up quickly throwing on the first clothes she laid her hands on, took her keys and was out of the apartment she lived in. The apartment belonged to her best friend Mel. Mel had been the only one she could fully call family, Mel was an angel sent to her, ever since her mother had abandoned her some years after her father’s death, Mel had been the one taking care of her. Mel was very rich...well her father was the wealthy one and she enjoyed daddy’s money.

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.

Jenna’s POV It felt like the morning after their accident again—when I woke up, not to my mom’s good morning kisses or tickles, but to the harsh scent of anesthesia and the cruel reminder that I was the only survivor of the crash that stole the angels who raised me to be a fighter. It was a painful awakening. So disorienting, it filled me with hate. They were asking me questions again, the people in white... The doctors who failed to save my parents but insisted on calling me a miracle.

He wraps his arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. Someone tugs on my pants, and I look down and smile at my kids. Mary is two years old and is just like her daddy. She's blonde with blue eyes and a beautiful smile. She holds her brother's hand, Noa, who looks like me, with his black hair and big light green eyes. I take them both in my arms and drape them over my shoulders. Angel kisses me softly on the lips and walks away from me, letting big white wings sprout from her back, - Angel?

Zane looked at his angel as she kneeled on the black satin sheets on the bed. The way the gold chains emphasised the growing baby bump had him drooling. He hadn’t thought it would be possible for Ava to become sexier and more alluring. But the fact that he could see their child growing inside of her, it stroked a primitive part of him. He caressed her belly with his hand. He had made sure to read up on suitable positions and punishments for his angel as they moved forward. He wanted their baby safe, but he knew neither him or Ava would do well without their playtime.

There were an Angel Arin was just listened them and said I wanted to go on the earth. The God saw this and said to the Arin that okay you can go there.But one condition. Never tell anyone that you're an angel and never use your power to to save any human life cause if you do that you will be punished with die. Arin accepted this and goes out to the earth. On This time in the earth the the king Henry was rules the whole Britain. He was the most powerful king in this time. He had a beautiful daughter which name was isla. Everybody in the kingdom called her the Goddess of beauty.