Romance Books With Angels Novels & Stories

I say, shaking my head, but this only seems to aggravate him further. “Not very forthcoming, are you?” I place my hands on my hips and arch an eyebrow at him. “If I had a clue who she is, I would have told you already.” My annoyance flares up. How much more convincing do I need to be? “That’s quite hard to believe, considering how good you are at lying,” he mutters glumly, scrutinizing me with judgment in his eyes. “I’ve never lied! Rowan chose me! Fuck the bond, he chose me because I’m the only other angel and beautiful enough to be his queen.” My voice trembles with indignation.

Besides, I didn't want to come here and bask in loneliness every night. Now, Kara is here. She makes the atmosphere less lonely. " Yeah. How was your day, Angel?" I walk towards the kitchen, taking off my coat and leaving it on the backrest of the couch. " It was great." She replies. I halt and turn around to face her. " You're not bored here?" Kara almost crashes into me from the sudden halt and we both stare at each other. Her face is so close, the freckles on her nose visible, her lips pouty and pink.

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My trembling hand skimmed over the brown old pages, the light provided by the small flashlight shakily dancing over the book, my slightly labored breathing being the only sound reaching my ears as I sat hidden behind the huge chair, hurriedly skipping over the words. "...a fallen angel is a wicked or rebellious angel that has been cast out of Heaven...” “For if God did not spare angels when they sinned, but cast them into Hell and committed them to chains of gloomy darkness to be kept until judgment...”

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

Some lay quietly beneath blankets. The atmosphere was vastly different from the lively scene outside. “These are survivors of abuse,” Angelicca continued softly. “Most of them suffered severe physical and psychological trauma. Their cases are often the most difficult to treat.” Jace's expression darkened. As Jace silently observed the room, something else caught his attention. The moment Angelicca stepped inside, the atmosphere subtly changed. Patients who had appeared tired moments earlier suddenly brightened. Several smiled warmly at her. Others raised their hands in greeting despite their weakness. Some called out her name softly.

I whispered. My arms were on either sides of her head as I gazed heavily into her mesmerizing brown orbs as they peer directly into mine. Andrea pokes her tongue out of her mouth and swiftly swipes it along her lower lip making my hard on even more harder. I move the hair that managed to find itself on her face to the side capturing her beauty in my head. "I-I can't control my sinful desires anymore. I want us to be one tonight, Andrea. I want to feel you around every inch of me. I want to hear your sweet moans. I want everyone in this god-damned house to hear your screams of pleasure. Please let me make you mine," I whispered brushing my lips against hers.

"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.

Angel's mind was still filled with irritation because of what Gamma was doing so she didn't really notice the strange glint in Rain's eyes. "Did you know that all this time Gamma always brought his girlfriends to accompany him to every invitation for him? And now that he's taking you as his partner, don't you think that people might misunderstand you?" "Me?" Angel chuckled when she realized what Rain meant. "You mean people will think I'm Gamma's newest girlfriend?" this time Angel's giggles widened and turned into laughter. She immediately remembered Gamma's elegant and incredibly beautiful row of girlfriends, like Venus for example. "How could anyone think that I was Gamma's girlriend? I'm

I appreciated, calming my own self down. I swear to God, in all these years of my life, I've never been this nervous. But it was all Angel's doing. Eversince Angel came into my life, my heart has developed this unusual habit of beating fast, uncontrollably fast. I feel like I'm surrounding by certain feelings that I'm unable to shake off me. Everytime Angel is near me, I feel calm; at peace. She my solace. The solution to all my problems. The shine in her beautiful glassy blue eyes always seem to draw me in like whirlpool of emotions that flows in her. Her captivating innocence make me possessive about. It attracts me; the more I stare at her, the more I fall.