Nathaniel Angel Novelas e Histórias

She froze mid-rant when her eyes landed on Nathaniel. Silence. Angela’s face turned a lovely shade of horror. Her eyes darted to me, then back to Nathaniel, then back to me, as if hoping for some divine intervention to rewind the last five seconds. Nathaniel, ever composed, gave her a slow, unimpressed nod. “That's me? Charming.” Angela swallowed hard. “Oh. Uh. Hi.” I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh. “Angela, meet Nathaniel. My good-for-nothing, self-absorbed, trash excuse of a fiancé.”

But of course, Nathan would always see me as nothing more than a friend, and he’d forever want to play ‘big brother’. The girl frowned even more. “I’m Freya not Bambi, and can’t you see this girl is retarded – I mean –” She didn’t finish her sentence when she saw the murderous look Nathan gave her. His voice was low when he spoke next, but even I could sense the anger in them. “I don’t give a fuck about your name Bambi. That’s what I call all the whores I screw. And the next time you’d do much as look at this Angel here,” he hooked his thumb at me, “let alone talk about her, I’d make sure that’s the last time you have a tongue. Now get out of my house.”

Amy looked at me and told, "Sam will be your guide and mentor till you become the full angel and get used to Angelina." Amy really has the commanding position in Angelina and she is really a wise princess.I can say that. However, what does she meant by "full angel"? I had a confused expression on my face. Amy sensed my confusion and replied: "When any human dies, god evaluates the person's sins and then send angels or demons to take the person. If the person is sinner then the demon take them in Demonalia Den and the person's soul becomes Demon by going through few tests and if the person is pure heart angel bring their soul to Angelina and the soul has to go through some test in order to be

With his hair slicked back, his icy blue eyes and facial features were better portrayed. His features were stunning, and his entire look was even more refined. He took another look at his wrist, and just as he was about to object, he saw Julia catwalking in his direction. He was enthralled by her beauty the moment he laid eyes on her. No woman had ever made him feel this way. His gaze was fixed on her as she walked toward him, her hair blowing softly in the breeze. It seemed to him that he had seen an angel. She was, of course, an angel to him, but a more seductive one, if such a thing existed.

Rosena asks, and I nod my head. “Yes, her name is Angel Maria and this little man is Natheniel Anton. They are mine and Antonio’s kids. Nathaniel what do we say?” I look down at my son and he lifts his chin slightly and looks at each of the adults and I see them shift uncomfortably at his stare.

she whispered as she cat walked to the bed. “You are a temptress, even if you look as innocent as fuck” “Well Shawn doesn’t look as dangerous as he is” “Looks may deceive, but you would always be my angel” Her heart pounded as she wondered if he would still see her as innocent or an angel when he found out that even her name had being a fake, everything about her seemed false, like she was living a life that belonged to someone else, but the difference is that now this had become her life, she loved it.

She began gathering clothes as the Angel towered over Xavier, sniffing him. “Stop!” She screamed causing Xavier to look confused. “I’m not doing anything.” He protested. “Just get out so I can get dressed.” Xavier held his hands up while walking out of the room. She sighed looking deadly at the Angel. “Who are you?” She asked in a much lower tone. “I’m Gabriel, God’s warrior, one of the many carriers of souls.” “Well Gabriel, whatever,” His eyebrows rose at her clear disrespect. “I have a job to do so just go away and let me focus.”

~Nathan’s POV~ The moment Natalie crossed the stage, I swallowed hard. My eyes ran over her voluptuous body. Everything happened so fast. I could feel the tension between the high ranks. This wasn’t going to be an easy ride because Angel wasn’t the type to give in. I loved the way Natalie told him off, but I got nervous when she challenged him. Why? I have no idea. I knew she could take him. I’ve known Angel forever and I’ve never and I mean never liked the guy. He was a reckless a*shole. Somehow he felt, he didn’t have to listen to his authority. He liked barking orders and striking fear in others but hated to be told what to do.

Fortunately, he finally found someone to whom could confidently entrust this mission. - Nathaniel, come here! - he exclaimed at the sight of one of his subordinates, a Fallen Angel from a squad of so-called Black Roses. He was famous in the Underground for not having any interest in romance, even though the succubus themselves had repeatedly tried to arouse even a little bit of desire in him. So far, neither of them had succeeded, and Samael had wondered many times how Nathaniel could so coldly and without any feelings reject the most beautiful succubus, who throw themselves into his arms. And there was nothing strange about it since Nathaniel was handsome, and Samael honestly admitted it ev

city of Florence was too beautiful. Too golden. Too poetic for the kind of life he wants to live. And poetry? It can’t save you from the mafia. Angel chewed his lips. He wants to go back to America. Period. Angel’s legs moved fast. His head was down but vigilant. Hands tucked into the long sleeves of his white stretchable shirt. His boots tapped against the cobblestone with urgency. His long necklace swayed slightly with every step. Eyes darting. ‘Where are they?’