My Angel System Novels & Stories

‘MC Royale. I think this is the place.’ Mariko looked up at the tall building in front of her and read the signage. She went inside and asked the receptionist on what floor the CEO had located. She immediately went up to the 20th floor and headed toward the room of the CEO. The executive assistant greeted her as soon as she arrived at the 20th floor. “I came to see Miss Orianna McCartney. I’m Agent Angel.” She introduced herself using her codename and told the secretary about her intention to come in.

It really wasn't me, I add when I see my more experienced brother raising an eyebrow. "I trust you," Gabriel informs confidently, giving me a slight crush on the hand that he had earlier held between his own. Angel takes a deep breath. "We need to deal with each other," he arranges in a discreet and distant tone, his voice touched with concern. "In fact, and you should also keep an eye out for the eight possible new lethal products," my beautiful seconds in her typical twisted tone. While reminding the Fear Specialists that will come for them — bison. Second next , Angel 's phone rings and he takes it out of his jeans pocket.

:⁠-⁠$ Xavier what are you about to do with your Angel? ser feliz 🌹

the doctor said just as they stopped at a large glass door, Emiliano scanned his surroundings and had to say the hospital was the best just like Angelo had told him it was, everything was top-notch, and now they were standing outside a large room where the saw angel being tied up and lying on the narrow bed with white linen "Doctor I'm sure there's got to be something we can do to help him out"he remarked as he narrowed his eyes to observe angel who was connected to some equipments and according to the doctor, Angel's system was corrupted he was a drug addict who now couldn't live without taking any and of what he knew at this point angel didn't know what was wrong or right

This story about love between an Angel and a human. This world made with innumerable magic and history. which is manage by God and Angeles. This story about an angel one of them. One day some Angeles talked about the earth. some of there traveled on the earth and they shared their experienced to each other.There were an Angel Arin was just listened them and said I wanted to go on the earth.

“What?” “Shoot me, Angel.” **

"For the goodwill of heaven's council and by the votes of all fellow Angels, Laurent, is hereby relieved of his duties under the name of our lord, he has been exiled from the community of Angels and given the domain of fallen by the order of our lord. He may not hold any power over the godly actions taken by the Angels unless and until asked to do so. May lord give you his blessings." The announcer yelled out for everyone to hear. Laurent stood at the side clad in white, looking straight ahead, his yellow-green eyes cold as ice and hands wound behind his back like a soldier. His head held up, proud.

She said sweetly, leaning into him. "It's alright baby..." He turned to face Samantha and the look on her face amused him greatly. "Let me go get you ladies some drinks while you get to know each other. I'll be right back." He said, registering the look of horror on both their faces and left anyways, not giving them a chance to reply. He had only one intention in mind and that was getting his angel away from that demon that called himself Ronald.

I tangled my fingers in his hair and he groaned sticking out his tongue inside me. "Fuck," I moaned. He put a finger inside me and fingered me. I could feel I was close to releasing my juices all over him. "Please..." I didn't even know what I was begging for at this point. He added a second finger and I gasped. "Faster Theo," I moaned. I felt myself clench around his fingers. "Theodore..." I moaned. "Yes tesoro," he said, "Cum for me." (Tesoro: treasure)

Her doe eyes watched devotedly as the vehicle conveying Eva and Elena to school exited the gates and her lips formed a tiny smirk. Pulling the blinds widely apart to let more sunlight in, she let the robe slip off her pale shoulders, revealing the thin-strapped lace lingerie beneath it. Her gaze wandered to the lit-up screen of her phone which displayed a hormonal calendar and her smirk widened. It would be a shame to waste such a good day babysitting a grown girl. ~ Angel was seated in his bed with his tablet on his knees. His brows drew tightly together as he stared around his room calculatedly. His wheelchair was within a reasonable distance, and the large room was smart and fitted for hi