Naughty Angel Novels & Stories

The light that had not stopped devouring since it was released from the orb, stopped when it met this gang. It gradually grew smaller, but it was still big enough to destroy the castle and those in it. "This is the savior of the world...." The light spoke..for ten thousand years, it has never met people with abilities such as these two. "The first and last of this world, Madeline Rothschild, born of Barron the high elf and Reyna the angel of light...." Angel of light, her mother was the angel of light, Madeline looked at the sun and suddenly felt she saw her mother's face in it.

Thankfully, she was rather displeased after her video went viral. Hence, I first made an excuse to visit her to grant myself an opportunity to seek the truth from her. Only when Yvette was drunk would she spill the beans. She clearly had feelings for me. Yet, she couldn't agree to date me because she was worried about many things. Thankfully, I was able to offer her the security she needed, and I always hoped to make her feel safe. Eventually, I married my angel. Despite our age difference—she was 30 and I was 22 when we got married—she was the one who seemed younger at heart in our relationship.

"Our target is a man who believes he is untouchable. But we will show him the true meaning of fear. He thinks that he’s unseen, but the eyes of the Eagle catches all. He thinks that he’s in the darkness, but he has forgotten that’s where shadows live!” Ian sensing the rage and anger with which Jared spoke asked in reverence, “my Lord, who has made you this angry? Tell us. You know that we shall feed his blood to the divine glass.” The room erupted in a chorus of agreement, the members of the clan united in their purpose. “He’s a man we all know, but he has stepped on the tiger's tail now, and he will not leave the den unharmed. Our target is senator Ivan. His death will bring me pleasure. It

she started and Mr Garcia ignored her praying silently for the safety of her daughter. "All this is happening because of you. You could not control your stupid desire and slept with a maid. A common maid. I don't even know what is so special about her. You had the chance to prevent this day but No. You allowed her to give birth to the cursed child. I paid the price of your stupid desire. Look at me, I lost my job for good and when I tried to prevent my children from going through what I did, again you allowed your stupid desire plus emotions to get in the way. You had to bring that cursed child back to the house. Now Camila is paying the price too," she went on

and puffing up my cheeks in anger. Why am I here and what does he want from me anyway? "Aww she's so cute and short too," the guy beside him said walking close to me and gently pulled my cheeks. I angrily slapped his hand away from my face. I am not a child to be played with like that. "Bro can we keep her?" He asked turning to Theodore with bright puppy dog eyes. 'Who thought the devil would have a brother,' I thought, 'and a childish one at that.' I am not an object for him to be speaking about me like that.

“Handle your emergency. Send the replacement. We’ll manage.” “Daddy.” Angel turned to me. Her eyes were filling. Those fast, convincing tears that she produced on command. “You can’t mean it. I don’t want anyone else but Mrs. Martha in our house.” Her voice dropped to something smaller. Vulnerable. “What if she’s pretty? What if you look at her the way you look at me?” She turned back to Martha. The tears were gone. Replaced by something colder. Harder. Her voice dropped and the sweetness vanished and what was left was the real Angel — the one I pretended not to see when she was being charming.

he said playing with his fan. ___________________________________________ Angel sat on the queen size bed in her "new room". It had white walls and a small window near the ceiling with bars on it. There was a bathroom, with no window just a tiny vent. Angel sighed to herself there was no way to escape. Suddenly her door opened to reveal an angry Alec. "What do you want" Angel said sacred. She didn't fail to notice how angry he was that she was brought here. "I'm here to get entertained and to have my revenge." He said sadistically as he approached her.

her voice dropping to an enticing notch. “You aren’t a bad looking chick, and I could use a good fuck, so led the way.” Angel turned on her heel, her eyes catching a few of her men as she walked outside, the men following as well. She knew these kids, knew who they worked for and it was time to send a message; she was tired of being fucking disrespected by that God damn prick and his little boys. LA was her fucking town, and everyone knew it, she was done playing nice with everyone.

Little girl? In an instant Angel was offended. Did the man call her a kid to insult her? At the age of eighteen, Angel was indeed small, petite and unlike the rest of her family who were tall. Angel is short, thin with wide, clear eyeballs. Now she is wearing black shorts combined with a light blue t-shirt that is slightly oversized. From afar she looks like a boy.

“All I have to do is push the right buttons. She’s too naive to see it coming. I saw her drooling over those photos of Liam the other day. Maybe I’ll play fairy godmother... make her husband dream come true. Once she’s tied down, out of the scene, the contracts will come crawling back to me.” Lana’s mouth parted, but the words didn’t come. “That’s... that’s cruel, Angel. You’re talking about ruining her life. And Liam McKenzie? He wouldn’t go along with that.” "His mother would. She owes my mother a big favor," Angel snapped. "You wouldn’t do that." Angel shrugged, unapologetic. “I’m giving her a fairy tale. Isn’t that what girls like her want? Love. A house. A man to ‘protect’ her. She’s no