Secret Angel Novels & Stories

Silence follows. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. "Let's get you out of here," Lou murmurs, leading me to the car. Later, in the backseat, I stare at my phone, heart hammering as I read the headline from 'The Campus Scoop': ‘Monroe’s Millions Can’t Buy Loyalty: Heiress Dumped for Boyfriend’s Secret Gay Affair.’ Oh. My. God. My grip tightens on the phone. "Fuck!"

If she couldn’t see us, it meant that she was either a demon or a hybrid. Azriel strode through the riverside walkway, and we followed after him in silence, keeping up with his rapid steps. My gaze darted to Griff, who glanced from side to side, watching passersby glance at the angel without acknowledging our presence. So far, so good. We passed through the security without problems, and Azriel navigated the palace’s hallway with ease. Once we were inside, he bounded up a set of stone stairs, ran down the hallway, and stormed into a white office, where Namara sat behind her desk, staring into her computer. The red-haired secretary wore a bottle green dress with a cream bow collar, looking li

Angel The garden, bathed in the soft hues of the setting sun, became the backdrop for a revelation that would reshape my world. Selena's eyes held a mixture of anticipation and tenderness as she began, "Angel, there's something important I need to share with you." In that moment, a thousand possibilities raced through my mind, each one vying for attention. "What is it, Selena?" I asked, my voice a blend of curiosity and apprehension. With a deep breath, she began to unravel a secret that had remained hidden from me—a secret named Heaven. As the words spilled from her lips, I felt a whirlwind of emotions. Shock, joy, and a profound sense of wonder gripped my heart.

Help Sassa . —Angel , — Jorfit renounces my name in an urgent tone. " Go," the redhead demands. "Come on, Angel . " Gabriel takes me by the shoulder, making me go see him. I take one last look at Linda, she gestures and smiles at me once more, then, in that moment, I allow Gabriel to lead me away from his father's office and lead me to the entrance that leads to the basement of headquarters. policeman. Jay and the man follow us closely. Gabriel walks down the media in pairs and then runs down the hall, appearing earlier than us in the region where my sister, Grecia and Sassa , are, the last option at the feet of the ladies.

I lied, puffing out air, feeling guilty for lying to him. He nodded and looked at me. “You know that I can keep your secret, right?” I nodded as tears started welling in my eyes. “Do you know what Sky Mars is doing in Heaven Avenue?” He asked me again, but his eyes were on the big cross at the altar. I shook my head. “He was looking for a woman named Angela.” He tilted his head to look at my face, but I lowered my head, trying my best to hide my tears. “He was looking for his wife.”

This all made no sense! “I ask you again, Miss Beryl. What do you know about Saintess, when you're just a fake? You got your power because you were lucky to have passed death. But I was chosen." Cecilia continued, “I am the true Saintess. I don't have to go through death to believe that God exists, and God loves me!” Cecilia's scream sounded more like a maniac than a Saintess declaring her awakening. Everyone still didn't know what to think, and they began to have doubts in their hearts about Sorcery.

Up ahead, two figures in white come into view, standing just outside the thick door to the metal room. It's Pastor Ezekiel and Zack, deep in conversation, but when they hear us approaching they both glance up. Zack moves closer, waving me to go in. "The Archangel will appear when you enter the room." "Wait," Pastor interrupts, "hold out your hands." He tells me, pulling out a white bottle from his pocket. He sprinkles holy water into my palms, "rub it in," he instructs, holding my hands in his with his eyes closed, his mouth moving in silent prayer.

I sprang up immediately, realizing this wasn’t my home nor anywhere I was familiar with. Then, a little girl ran into the room. Angel. The same girl I had saved last night. My confusion only deepened. Why was I here with her again? A man in a wheelchair wheeled himself in. I had seen him yesterday, though I couldn’t recall exactly when. “I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry,” I blurted quickly as he explained how he had found me and brought me here. I hurried to put on my shoes, ready to leave. But then Angel tugged at my hand. She held up her tablet. On it, words appeared:

I love you ~D~ Justin felt like he was suffocating as the words he had just read kept replaying in his mind. " Was Desmond right? Is Drake actually gay? Is this a dream?" Justin's said to him self as he kept staring at the paper in his hands. His pulse began raising as he found it hard to swallow. Guilt filled him up as he felt that he had trespassed into Drake's secret he wouldn't want anyone to know. As he stood there thinking he heard footsteps approaching the office which he recognized as Drake's.

Then my eyes landed on an illuminated altar. I approached it, my heart pounding. No one was there, but I could feel his presence, so close. Yet, why couldn't I see him? “Selena, I have a strong feeling Zander was here. I can still smell his scent,” Arena said, her voice filled with urgency. My eyes halted at the altar. “And this altar,” Arena paused, her gaze fixed. “It holds some mysterious secret. I hear whispers in my head. I don't know if they're real or not, but I feel like there's an underground ancient temple hidden from modern eyes.”