Nombre Ángel Significado の小説・ストーリー

“She’s Angel.” The room stilled. Angel. The word seemed to hover in the air, sinking into every heart. It felt right. More than right—it was perfect. She was their miracle, their savior in the darkest storm. Alisia’s lips trembled as she whispered it aloud. “Angel…” Her hand pressed over her chest. “Yes. She’s our Angel.” Xavier’s eyes softened, the sharp edges of his soul melting away. He placed his hand over Alisia’s, his voice steady and proud. “Angel Knight.” His gaze swept across the room. “Our little bundle of joy.”

Kingsley walked towards Karina standing right in front of her with a cold expression. "What was that woman talking about ? Who are you Karina ? " Karina sighed sadly she knew the truth was going to come out sooner or later she just wasn't ready to open up to Kingsley yet but now she seems to have no option. "What she said was true , I am Angel I also go by the name Karina, Kingsley Please believe me I never meant to make you sad or heartbroken e......." "Explain everything in details and don't leave anything out " Kingsley Said coldly.

The thought caused my laughter to fade. Me? Married and popping out kids? It didn’t bear thinking about, but what other choice did I have? No one knew the real me, least of all my family. They thought I was a good girl. The type of woman who went to church on Sundays and didn’t cuss. And I wanted them to keep believing that. I needed them to keep believing that. I had worked hard to gain that reputation. And live up to my name. Angela. They had given me a name that literally means angel, when in reality I couldn't be further away from any messenger of God. Harbinger of the devil was more likely, not that they would ever know that.

I will watch over you. A sudden memory flashed in my head. It was blurry, the voice barely a whisper in my head, but I heard it. Artemy’s voice, whispering to my ears once. Sleep, Angel. I will watch over you. I didn’t even have a chance to react because Artemy continued speaking. “The father replied that an Angel is someone who is sweet, kind, caring, calm, and mellow. The most beautiful woman on the planet. Someone who is amazing in every way. An Angel is the girl who makes your heart beat faster when she walks into the room. The girl you will need wherever you go. The girl who makes you want to be better. Angel is someone who is your rock. The person who you love with your entire heart. T

Like, cartoon-level dropped. “Angel… just how rich are you?” He whispered it like the gates were holy. Kai grimaced. “What is ‘Angel’ supposed to be?” “That’s what I want to call you,” Jaden said with a grin that felt like a secret. “My nickname is Devil. People call me that when I get creative. So I want you to be the Angel to my Devil.” Kai scoffed. “Before you brand someone with a halo, maybe find out who the hell they actually are.”

the smile on my face faded, instantly and my jaw ticked hearing an all too familiar name. Dylan also realized his mistake and apologized, "I'm sorry, Mason, I forgot." I just nodded and walked to my room. I don't want to remember her name. She was a real bit¤h! She was a cheater. A liar. A girl who didn't care for anyone but herself. She always thought of her benefit. And then there's this girl. Angel. I love this name for her. She was just like an angel, sent by God to brighten my day. My foul mood was replaced by a contented one. I felt my lips curl upwards.

Did angels have names? “Keeley, warrior. My name is Keeley. Hush now. You must rest so you can regain your strength. I’ve not worked this hard for you to be arbitrary and die on me.” Nay, he wouldn’t die. There were important things he must do, though at the moment his bruised mind couldn’t grasp exactly what it was that was so pressing. Maybe she was right. He should rest for a while. Perhaps when he next awakened, he’d know the right of things.

Sara paced, predatory, then spoke with a voice that scraped the air. “You don’t know who she is, do you?” Kim tightened her hold on Jane. “Why are you doing this?” “Self-preservation. Evolution. Taking back what was stolen,” Sara said. To Jake: “I’ve had many names. Sabbath. Sabaoth. We were the first—hellhounds. You hunted us. But the girl… she is something else.” She tilted her head at Jane. “Her true name is Angelinka. The hound of light. God’s right hand.”

I was getting this weird sense of déjà vu. Angandriel squatted low then launched into the air. White feathered wings burst from his back. I wasn't even shocked. Maybe I was just getting used to all the weird stuff that kept happening. He pumped them up and down until we gained so much height that I couldn't see the house below. "So, you're my guardian Angel?" He remained silent as he flew. "I take that as a yes. And your name is Angand.... Angleand, Angie?" "Angandriel," He stated.

And this chance, he can never afford to lose. "Yes, sire." The glowing wings of the angel in front of him spread wide. This was the angel who took his name because he believed in such fairy tales. Now look at where he is! Stuck being a nameless boy in this realm where everyone calls him the lost boy. And just like that, the angel flew away from him. If the lady will end up the way he ended up, then he'd just feel sorry for he can not let his chance be taken. The next morning, when the lost boy awoke, the lady was not in her bed anymore. He sighed heavily when all he saw was a note and dear him! He forgot how to read!