Romans & histoires My Sweet Angel

"Working, honey—it's the only thing he knows how to do." "And Corinne?" "Well, let's just say she's alright. She’s right here, do you want to talk to her?" "Yes, please." "Wait while I call her." This was what I needed—a bit of family drama to forget my own. "Hello?" a melodic voice sounds from the other side. "Is that any way to greet your sister?" "Oh, Carol, it’s you!" she screams. "Of course, Copito, who else?" I usually call her "Snowflake" because her skin is so pale; as a child, she used to say she was Snow White.

The only thing left was the angel. “Jill that is your find so you can put it on top of the tree” I looked at the tree and then looked at her. “I cannot reach” I laughed “Let me” Chad bent down “sit on my shoulders babe” I did as I was told and now I could reach. I gentle placed the angel and Chad put me back down. I looked up at the tree with a smile on my face. It looked perfect.

It was obvious from the way they looked at me, wondering what laid beneath my modest outfits. Caleb Harlan, the camp's most popular badboy. He moved about with that smirk he wore on his face, one that said he heard every sermon on temptation but was till hell bent on being a tempter. Caleb was the guy smuggling in candy bars that tasted like forbidden heaven, telling ghost stories that caused the little ones to shiver in fear and flirting like it was his job.

“Fuck me, you smell so sweet. I bet you taste as sweet as you smell. Should we find out?” She didn’t say anything, but her eyes widened; all I could see was lust. “Hmm?” I rubbed my nose against her jaw and traced my lips along it up to her ear. I sucked her earlobe, and her breath hitched, making me smile. “Would you let me taste you, Angel?” My fingers drifted beneath her skirt, the darkness concealing our intimate moment. As my fingers encountered the delicate fabric of her panties, a low, primal sound escaped my throat like a hungry beast. I gently glided my finger along her intimate folds, feeling the dampness beneath her panties.

You two are too fucking sweet! Amber: I second Amanda. Angelica, you should listen to Ivan. We got this Ivan. Amanda and I will make sure other guys' attention are on us.

I closed my room door and found my phone blinking which means a text is coming in. I checked it, there was a missed call from Lucas and a text from him as well. I swiped the phone open and the text read. "You are the most beautiful thing I saw today. I am indeed blessed to have seen an angel in a human form. Your smile, the way you talk, and the way you carry yourself are just everything. I just want you to keep smiling, even if it is not for the world but for me and I tell you today that I will make sure that smile remains on your face. Have a wonderful night rest, Angel. Even though Angels don't sleep, I will want you to sleep. Hug pillows and sleep like the baby you are. Someone cares fro

I wish, I wish she would love me. RUDRANEEL I was working on an upcoming consignment when my little angel barged into my room. "Don," she called my name in a low tone, making me look at her. "Angel, why are you sad?" I asked, pulling her and making her sit on my lap. Angel is the living force of my life. She is everything that I have now. This five-year-old bubble of happiness is why I haven't gone insane. She was the key to my sanity and my happiness.

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

He knew her temper and once she got angry she could kill him without a second thought. Don't get it wrong Sabrina was sweet but when she got angry the world would suffer. After saying those words he gave her some ice cream to calm her down and it always worked every single time. "you are lucky you know that." "Anyway how is you girlfriend. When can I see her again." Johnny was her partner in crime. every time they were together she felt carefree and relaxed around him. She looked at him and hoped that he could live a happy life. ***FLASHBACK****

he continued. “Or heaven must have really messed up with me, Dad,” I murmured in annoyance, but he only smirked at me. “Can angels have babies?” Olivia sat upright as she asked, looking at Elenita, but when she ignored her, she pressed her forehead again on the car window. “Oh! There’s Angela!” She raised her hand, pointing her finger at the two young women and a man getting into a convenience store. I had not caught a glimpse of their faces, but I had enough of her. This is the last time I will look for Angela. And after today, I will forget about her… wishing I could really forget her.