Royal Angels Novels & Stories

I was free then but now…… “Milady… Milady… Milady… “Reena was screaming from the yard. I groan what is it again? “Reena, what the…. “the opened the door in haste, she tried to catch her breath. “it your…. It your turn… Now and…. “breath Reena, breath, what is it?” “His….. “ “His Majesty, The King” I gasped when I heard the announcement, Reena gripped my hands. “That's it, Good luck “She then dropped my hands and left “Reena what are you……? “

The vision in front of Tony looked like—an ‘Angel’ had fallen from heaven—just to ruin him. To deliver justice or wrath, in silk and bruises. The ‘Angel’ stood tall. Trembling. Defiant. Desire. His royal blue robe hung loose from one shoulder. Barely clinging to the sharp edge of his collarbone. It was scandalous. Erotic. Obscene. A battlefield of a body on full display—thin, supple and graceful, with smooth porcelain skin that would bruise easily when grazed. Flawless, hairless—every inch was begging to be touched!

she replied excitedly. She was a very talkative and bubbly girl, unlike me. She had turned eighteen just a few months ago, and since she was our little princess, we had all decided that she wouldn't attend the Royal Academy. As popular and prestigious as the Royal Academy was, I knew the truth about it, and I didn't want my little sister going there. In the end, she was enrolled in Luna Academy, an elite school exclusively for girls. Only daughters from Alpha, Beta, and Gamma families could attend. The academy also prepared them for their future roles as Lunas.

A silent filled woods and a simple home in the middle of them. Sana came out and watered her plants with a smile. "A mail for you" Sana heard her maid screaming for her. Tucking her hair behind her ears, she walked as if floating in the air. Her white georgette gown was as soft as her skin. She herself feels like an angel descending from the sky. "How pleasant is it to just watch her?" Another head servant exclaimed seeing her retreating figure. Sana is surely a goddess of angels. Her face and mannerism are just purely innocent. Everyone around her always adores her.

He was always minding his business and saw Lacian's irritation for him as a normal way of life. All the Angels in Dulmore had a mark at the left side of their chest. It was a kind of big Loop in circles with a lock in the middle of it. When a seed is borne, Ichabod personally instills the mark on their chest, welcoming them to the deepest celestial pit and brotherhood of Dulmore. It would be a big festival, because new born seeds are rare and would always occur, thrice in a year.

"We're making ten rules," Xavier said, "Rule number 1: No matter how angry we are at each other our favorite ice cream should solve the problem." "Good. That way I wouldn't have to be all depressed about your mood swings," I said giggling. "Hahaha very funny," he mocked, "your turn to make up a rule." "Okay so rule number 2: We should be happy for each other's successes," I said smiling. "Good one," Xavier praised, "Rule number 3: If you are doing something you can't tell your best friend about then you shouldn't do it."

No one has seen me yet and I don't plan on letting them until I've calmed down. "Would you please stand for the King and his Queen" a voice calls and I crane my neck to see another door has been opened, well the gate anyway. Clyde and Trish step through and the pack begin to cheer at the sight of their current Alpha and Luna walking towards the stage. The two guards are standing directly in front of me so there isn't a chance of anyone seeing me but they stand at an angle that I can still see. I squeeze the older man's arm in silent thanks. Clyde is wearing a classic suit and trousers, fortunately no tie, looking smart and like a proper King. Trish is extravagant beside him, her gold and blu

I could feel the overflowing energy on my veins, the heat of fire around me, my soul aching for blood, and my every nerve screaming for death. Ren Lancaster’s death. “You really look so much more beautiful when you are all on fire. Maybe I should marry you soon. What do you think, my queen?” I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack. “First, I’m not your queen. Second, I will never marry you,” I said firmly and sent him the huge blow of phoenix attack—fire that formed like a phoenix that could burn even a soul.

"Uh, yeah sure, you go, I'll roam around here then." As soon as Angel left, his face turned serious again, "Mason, there's a problem." "What?" "Someone's gotten into our territory. And that someone is not Carl." 🍒Angela🍒 "Mason, if you like me one bit, please send someone else for me, just not Kyle!" I complained to him because I can.not.stay.with.Kyle.for ONE MORE DAY! "Alright, Angel, but Kyle's not that bad," he joked, making me heat up in anger like a volcano.

He wants to hug her so bad but every time he sees the look on her face and her eyes with guilt, it drives him mad. "I will make you pay for this." "Ne Kedama," The Angel of Death uttered to his little friend. "Why do I feel like they are going to end up liking the same girl? Do you think I should just eliminate the lady?" "They will attack you if you do that. And it is Kegawa." The Angel of Death then sigh lazily. It doesn't excite him at all. If they attack him, how are they going to do that? There is only two of them that can fly. It's not exciting at all. They are all weaklings that doesn't know anything--