Reverse Angel Fangs Novels & Stories

🍒Angela 🍒 And as if a sudden realization hit my mind, my eyes grew big. Was this...? "C'mon Angel, I didn't plan this for myself," he spoke, leaning towards my ear, "but if you still want to stay close, we can still go back home and--"

"How disgusting. Get rid of them now." In the end, the car pulled into the most expensive neighborhood in the city. The owner of the underground fighting ring where I had spent five years licking shoes bowed in front of Rebecca, smiling. "Don't worry, Miss. Those two old husks have already been thrown into the volcano. Not even ashes are left. I guarantee nothing will be traced back to Mason." I turned and tried to run outside, but Rebecca grabbed me. "They've already been burned to ashes. What else do you want? Are you trying to disgust Mason on purpose?"

I had no idea what the liquid did, but I had a feeling that it would make a statement. Angel used the blade to carve a symbol right underneath her collarbone. Then Angel’s glowing hand was pressed on the top of it. It caused Sharice to scream. We could all smell the burning of flesh, but none of us gave a shit at this point. Grant passed me some hot tamales before popping some in mouth. He was right. This show needed some snacks. “Now, each time I snap my fingers, this heat will burn though your body. Might want to stop fucking with me,” Angel said with a smirk.

Angel moved her hands in the air, trying to find the exact words to explain how she was really feeling deep down. The feeling was unexplainable that she couldn't put it into words. She paused to catch a breath, trying to calm herself down. Xavier looked at her as though she was an alien. The mafia Don won't lie, the savage side of Angel was scary. She looked as though she could skin him alive with her eyes. “ Come on, punch me if that will help you get rid of the anger. I think I need someone to knock some sense into my head.” Xavier urged her and he looked serious.

I turned to look at her but her stunning white hair was the only thing I get to admire as she turned her back on me to go for the screaming Alex. "I am an angel who doesn't belong in the Underworld...."

she said in a low voice and brought the glass to Ethan's lips "What is this?" he asked "Flavoured water," she replied "Here, add this painkiller," she said placing some of the tablets in Ethan's palm He put the tablet into his mouth believing her words that they were painkillers. He drank the liquid in the glass and frowned "This is wine," he said and pushed the glass away from his lips but Camila smiled because he had swallowed the tablets she gave him.

Eyes wide, I gulp loudly as torrents of desire suddenly wash over me. Angelo doesn’t look at my shocked reaction as he strides closer and sheds his human disguise. His red sweater and slacks begin to shift and change until he is covered in fiery red scales. Large gold wings sprout from his back, and his head is covered in some kind of medieval helmet, like the ones in the movie with the Trojan warriors. He’s magnificent but also scary. My body thrums with desire as he comes closer. I want him to come to me, but something tells me that this is not right. My reaction feels good but also wrong.

I weaved through the channels till I found it resting on a pedestal made of fused obsidian, was the Fang. It was a jagged shard of ivory-white bone, nearly three feet long, wrapped in rusted silver chains that hummed with a low, menacing frequency. “Don't touch the chains,” Aveline warned, her voice trembling. “Dad said the First Alpha didn't die. He just became the blade.” “I don't care if he’s the devil himself,” I said, stepping toward the pedestal. The closer I got, the louder the hum became. It was a physical vibration that made my teeth ache and my vision blur. Images flashed through my mind: fields of dead wolves, a moon dripping with black oil, and the feeling of teeth sinking into t

Angelo says pulling my hair back and seeing the mark on my neck. "Nope. It didn't happen. Tyler will be able to find me if he takes me." I say. "Unless he shoots you up with wolfsbane or chains you up with silver." Angelo says. There was nothing I could do about the silver but little did Angelo know, I had built up quit an immunity to wolfsbane. So, Josiah would have to use a lot more than the recommended dose. And I doubt he knew that part. "Do you know what he wants me for?" I asked.

After all, the d*mn perverted b*st*rd had kissed him against his wishes. Angelo cleanses his mouth twenty times before brushing his teeth. Angelo then looked at the reflection on the mirror and could only sigh when he saw a face that; he was not used to seeing. His eyes then stopped on the neck- of the body; he currently possessed and saw an array of hickeys on it. Angelo then inwardly cursed at the ugly Homosapien for making his neck like colorful artwork. Angelo took an hour to finish his routine inside the bathroom as; he was making sure that he had cleaned everything that needed to be cleaned, looking at the neck that- was smudged with red, Angelo angrily stomped his feet out of the bath