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Beth said “How do I call you?” he asked “Pray to me” she said “Pray to you?” he repeated “Yes, my name is Beth Kol” “Beth Kol” he repeated “You said you’re an angel” Max said “yes I am” “I don’t mean to make fun of anyone but I don’t believe that shit; angels don’t live with humans, they live in heaven maybe you’re just some kind of high leveled sorcerer or something” “Who told you Angels don’t live amongst men? Because you cannot see into the immortal plane doesn’t mean certain things do not exist” she said to him; he stared at her from head to toe

"Oh! Of course! I figured Isabelle took Cole's name because he is her mate." "Yes, it was only logical." Nadia knew there was no way Angel would want to use her surname. Even she wasn’t so thrilled with the name mostly associated with exploitation, organised crime and deaths of innocent people, and Weres. "Angel Xavier or Angel X sounds badass," Nadia teased. Angel chuckled. "It is still in consideration but I think the others have made up their minds. We just need to let Xavier know." "He will feel so honoured." "If he agrees," Angel said, grinning.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

"I am sorry for being selfish" Shanaya confesses. "You are not selfish, it just I hope you will focus more on your mission, and also on your goodwill point" Angel replied. "Okay, I have two questions, but before that tell me your name or tell me what can I call you?" Shanaya questions. "Oh, yes we don't meet each other like you humans meet with each other, so here we are I am the angel who comes from this red ring, so you can call me Red" Angel replied.

He looked at me like I was a problem he had to solve. "Why Angel?" I asked, my voice quieter now. "Of all the names you could have picked for a stage... why that one?" Zayn’s hands paused for a fraction of a second. A small, genuine smile touched his lips, not the mocking one from before, but something softer. "No one has ever asked me that," he murmured. He pouted in amusement, his eyes drifting toward the window as if he could see the sky. "Honestly? I just wanted something that felt... light. When I'm up there on the silk, Rocco... When I'm in the air, I don't feel the debt or the shackles of poverty. I don't feel the dirt of this district or the fear for Orion. I feel like I'm flying. Li

“Right, I’m sorry. I forget my manners. My name is Angel, and I know of you of course and your family. I’m friendly with your mother Queen Cassia, and I have visited Amar a few times throughout my lifetime.” “Why do you hide under a false name, Angel?” Alora asks, her voice kind and warm. Angel winces a little at the question, but doesn’t seem offended. “Because right now it’s important that only a few people know who I really am, Princess. I’m sorry. Druida, the woman I summoned is also a cover name, and she cannot reveal her true name right now either. I hope you will forgive our omission of the truth for the time being.”

Know that things will come together in due time. “I’m trying so hard not to break the laws that you had set forth.” He allowed his feet to walk through the forest. “But since meeting Ava, I’ve found that to impossible to do.” ‘Ave means life. She will bring a new meaning about life to those that she meets,’ spoke the sounding voice of a father to Azrael. ‘Your time as the Angel of Death is near to an end. Soon after, you will be free to love her, if that is your will?’

I asked. He nodded. "Everyone in this club has a name." Gabriel stated. "A road name for the brothers, a stage name for the girls. Everyone must call each other by those names here. Your old name connects you to your past. It connects you to the people who can trace you, the people who want to find you, and the people who broke you. In here, you leave that baggage at the door. Out there on that stage, you aren't Alina anymore. You are Angel. Understood?"

I didn't know how Airen would feel about my nickname or the reputation that earned me that nickname. "It's just a little nickname I picked up. In Europe and South America, I just go by Angele de Mureto." I explained, hoping she wouldn't be too upset with it. Airen looked at me with wide eyes. "And whyyyyy exactly are you called The Angel of Death?"

“Angioletto, enough!” I chuckle. “He marries her secretly. And soon after, they have a daughter. Brielle. Beautiful name for a beautiful little girl.” “Angel, please!” Laughter ripples out of my throat. an Angel, that is who I am. An Angel of light, an Angel of darkness, an Angel of peace and tranquility, an Angel of life, an Angel of death—I have the capability of becoming any type of Angel I choose to be, but my choices solely depend on the person standing, sitting perhaps, on the other side.