My Father Is My Guardian Angel Novels & Stories

I didn't even care if the shirt I wore tore into shreds because of my wings. His lips curled into a smirk that only made my blood simmer, "My name is not important, all you have to know is that I am Kendra's father and I'm one of the many fallen angels that roam these mortal lands. Let's just say that I've recently been recruited to reunite a certain child with their father in a little place called Hell." A primal growl rumbled in my chest and I saw Kendra flinch as the sound reverberated through the room, "Over my dead body!"

“You cannot tell me what to do with my life.” “Being a Guardian is a privilege from the Goddess. You have no right to say no to it.” “I’m not going to let you take my daughter!” Father stepped forward and stood in front of me and Kael. Kael took me with him as he stepped back. Esmaeel and all of my brothers stepped forward and stood just behind our father, blocking us from view. And the damn tears I was trying to stop trickled down my face. I didn’t expect them to guard me like this.

the angel answers. My father proudly smiles. "I used to tell her that she is a hidden, precious jewel. That she shouldn't mind what other people thought as they are incapable of understanding her worth," he says. "She understood her worth better than anyone. She in fact made us wonder if weren't as mighty as everyone else thought we are," the angel says and my father chuckles. "I am sorry we couldn't find you sooner. I cannot begin to imagine how it's been like being locked in here," I say.

I stopped myself, swallowing the rest of those hurtful words. "Mr. Wrenn is waiting for you. He wants to see you now." Despite my struggles, I was taken upstairs. The bodyguard pushed me into my father's room. As soon as I entered, I collapsed to my knees by the door. "Dad!" I cried.

It instantly clicked in my head that it was my father-in-law who had nearly hit me with his car while I was running away from Thayer. I sat up straight immediately. “Father,” I greeted. “How are you doing now? I’m sorry I almost hit you last night,” he explained, his voice laced with concern. “I’m fine. It’s not your fault,” I sniffed, but I knew I was not fine, and he must have sensed I was lying because he scoffed at my response. “You know you don’t have to lie to me like that, Maeve…” “I’m truly fine, Father…” “Xander,” he cut in sharply. “Call me Xander,” he corrected, and I inhaled sharply.

“Where… where am I?” The man shrugs casually. “Somewhere nobody will hear you.” He circles Eli slowly, like a vulture. “Try not to waste your energy. You’re going to need it.” Eli’s blood runs ice cold. “What do you want?” he forces out. His voice sounds smaller. Shaky. Pathetic. The man tuts, unimpressed. “Your boyfriend’s father wants you back in one piece. I’m just the delivery guy.” Eli’s breathing stops.

Then he turned to the judge with cold, steady eyes. “No,” he said clearly. “I do not wish to hold onto the adoption. I renounce it. Kael is no longer my son.” Kael exploded. “You can’t do that! You raised me! You’re my father! Blood is thicker than water, you bastard!” Security had to hold him back. He was screaming, face red with rage, tears of fury in his eyes. “After everything I went through because of you! You throw me away for a nineteen-year-old slut?! I’ll kill you both!”

"What meeting?" "Your father’s board of directors," Evander said, taking a sip of his black coffee. "You signed the guardianship paperwork. That means your transition into the company begins today. You won't be sitting on the board yet, but you will be observing. It's time for you to see exactly what you're fighting for." My stomach did a nervous flip. I had a degree in interior design, not corporate business. My father had always told me I would learn the ropes eventually, but Victoria had kept me as far away from the office as possible.

"Angel? I won't assist him. Because of what he done to our family, I hate him. "Please, Dad!" I pleaded while my face was covered in tears. "My life is in heaven. I can't bear to think that I might lose her. I adore her a lot. After a little break, my father resumed speaking, this time with a calmer tone. "Send an image of heaven to me. I'll try to help if I can. I promptly texted my father a picture of Heaven after feeling a wave of relief wash over me. "I'm grateful, Dad. I realize this is a lot to ask, but words cannot explain how appreciative I am.

"He hasn't brought the test results yet." "Then I arrived in time. Has the young woman who helped you left? I would very much like to meet her and thank her personally for taking care of you." My father seemed genuinely interested in my mother's savior. "No, she hasn't left, she's been with me since everything happened. Manu." My mother called and looked at Manu, who had stepped away from the bed when my father entered. Manu walked over to her and my mother held her hand. "This is my guardian angel, but I think you two already know each other."