Novel & Cerita Night Angel Trilogy Kindle

, Younger exclaimed with a sigh. The angel's expression turned quizzical as he tilted his head, "Why would I hate you? I haven't even seen you before!". "Well! in case you didn't notice, I am a demon. Red eyes, Black wings, duh!! And sunbae, Angels and Demons hate each other.", the other drawled, rolling his eyes. Asa cringed at the honorific, "Can you just not call me that! And no. I don't hate you. I don't have a reason to". The younger smiled, his dimples showing as he spoke, "My name is Kyle, and thanks for not hating me", getting a gentle smile in return.

From his study, he sent her a text about the cab’s arrival and didn’t go back to his room till he was sure she had left. One would think that since he rejected her, she was going to let go, but she didn’t. She kept making subtle moves on Jacob here and there. Richard and Elijah even began noticing her abnormal closeness to Jacob. Damien on the other hand felt Jacob was interested in his girl. This had brought mini fights between Damien and Jacob. Things came to light when Damien caught his beloved in bed with someone else. He went mad. He had beaten the guy he saw with her to a pulp before leaving her.

he said shyly, lowering his head, as if not wanting to make eye contact with me when he spoke his name. I was just about ready to tell him it was nice to meet him, but then his name triggered a memory from my childhood of a fairytale story my father told me as a child, about a trio of brother angels that fell from the heavens from above. The first angel’s name was Ariel, with wings as white as snow, and eyes as blue as the sky, and was the bearer of good. The second angel’s name was Michael, who was the middle brother that wanted peace among good and evil but lost his fight to balance the two brothers out. The third angel’s name was no other than Gabriel, who had wings as dark as night, with

At its center stood her, the shadow, her black eyes gleaming, her smile mine but cruel, and beside her—not the Architect, but another, not Lyra, not me, but a third, her face mine, her eyes gold, not blue, not black, her hands glowing, not with a shard but with light, raw, unbound, pulsing with the Veil’s heart. “Who—” I started, but the mark erupted, pain blinding me, the bond fracturing, Lucian’s voice—Angel!—distant as the third stepped forward, her voice—my voice—calm, not cruel, not scared, but commanding. “I’m the flame,” she said, her gold eyes locked on mine, on Lyra’s, the clearing trembling, the bridge behind her glowing, the city closer, its spires alive, moving. “Lock, spark, fla

I don't know when I'm drifted into sleep in his arms meanwhile in the sky good angel : is there any other piece of man like this guy evil angel : why good angel : to make him mine evil angel : didn't you see what kind of guy he is earlier good angel : who cares evil angel : me good angel : huh evil angel : you're not allowed to dream about any guy good angel : why evil angel : that's it

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go

Xavier stared at Chiara as she slept. She looked so peaceful and harmless as she slept, he never would have guessed she was a psychopath. The corners of her lips were curved in a smile and she looked angelic. The cold expression that was usually on her face was replaced with a happy expression.

he replied and Camila got angry. She ended the call immediately angry with Isabella. "Huh! I hate you, Isabella," she said through gritted teeth. "Ms Garcia, your room is ready, would you like to rest for a while?" came Derby's voice. "Get out of my way," she yelled at Derby and walked past her heading upstairs. She froze in the corridor when she saw three halls after taking a couple of walks to the end of the staircase. "Derby?" she yelled her name and Derby ran up the staircase.

As if the chair had bitten her, she shot to her feet and pointed at me. “Rachel! You… You’re not dead…” I nodded. “I did die once, but I came back from hell. After all, there are still debts to settle.” I stared at her pale face and smiled brightly, asking, “Didn’t Victor tell you?” I paused before continuing, “In the Medici family, debts are always collected. They’re never left unpaid.” Her body swayed before she collapsed back into the chair, completely drained. “First thing,” I said, my gaze cutting into her like a blade. “Get up. That’s not your seat.”

This is Book Two of the Demonic Angels Trilogy, this book will not make sense unless you read ‘Alpha’s Fallen Angel’ first. Thank you guys for reading and for all the support! Aylin is by far my favorite character of mine, so I’ve been looking forward to this book for quite awhile! Enjoy :)