Novel & Cerita Secret Angel

Her parents thought it would be better to keep the secret hidden from everyone and I only know by accident. We were ten at the time and we used to play together a lot. We were climbing a tree when my glasses fell off. I tried to climb back down to get them when I misplaced my footing and ended up falling down about ten feet. I landed on my arm and I knew it was broken instantly. A searing hot pain ran up my arm and I couldn’t move it because of how much it hurt. Tara came down and gave me my glasses. She felt like it was her fault that I broke my arm and felt so bad, she was crying. She held her hands over my broken forearm, mumbling about how it was all her fault, when it began to gl

Her right eye were exceedingly sparkling like an ocean scenery from the center of the moon's reflection, her left eye was opposite from how beautiful her right eye is—wide and miserable. They both stepped back when Finesia suddenly moved. "W-who a-are y-you?" The man with the name Mariano weren't able to hide his stutter from asking the unknown young lady's identity. "I am they call the Sinner, the daughter of the God born from the mortal's womb. I heard your whimpers about the monarchs you say and speak the God's name, I am one of them— daughter of the Creator." They were in the middle of doubting but Finesia whom possess the power of Divinity struck the tree on their left side using the th

"But no one at the head office knows about this girl being here! If I'm not wrong she's Sabrina Alexandra right!? The daughter of the Mafia leader!? Everyone at the head of this things that you are kept her hostage to get to them! Not that she is your girlfriend or something!" "Actually both are not that different. You are right my girlfriend here is a hostage for life, I am never letting go of her. Yoni differences I am gonna treat her like a princess and not a prisoner." He said and words froze in in Shanaya's throat. She was definitely not expecting something like this from Issac. The once cold and brutal secret agent now sounds like a loving and passionate person and all this happened ju

I can tell by the expression on her face that the truth of her new reality is finally dawning on her. Zoe must hear the panicked tone in her friend's voice because she wraps her arm around her shoulder and calmly replies. “Listen, Bree, what I was saying is the truth; Azazel is a demon, Lucifer is the devil and Fallon... well... Fallon is also supernatural. They're here because they're trying to stop Marina, aka Marael and Sahara, from bringing hell on earth. Sahara and Marael have been keeping you and me stationary until they can use us for their spell.”

"I've crafted some pills over the past few days. You may distribute them to the sect's disciples as you see fit." "Thank you for your trouble!" Wuhlricht patted Severin on the shoulder. He offered some more words of encouragement to everyone and signaled that they could begin their journey. "I'll be relying on you to look out for me once we're inside the Paradise Secret Realm, Elder Severin." The leader of another team approached Severin and smiled. She was Heidi Paige, a beautiful level nine saint and one of the few leaders among the saintwomen.

"We wanna party!! Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, Scott, and Cersei exclaimed excitedly. "LEDO EAM!!! Angelus said out while stretching her hands at the home theater that was standing in between the TV, Using her magic to turn it on. “Yay.!!!!! Theo, Sia, Jasper, Ted, Trevor, Alaric, Daniel, Richard, Peter, Paul, Joseph, Morgan, Stanley, Scott, and

“I should call Ryan and have him take it on his way out,” I say while bringing out my phone. But then I stopped when I realized it’s been almost 10 minutes since I left Ryan, and he should have already left the place by now. Having no other choice, I got out of my car to go get it myself. Getting closer to our secret place, I begin to hear some funny voices. Once I’m at the door, I realize it’s a girl moaning, and I also hear slippery sounds and skin slapping against each other.

With the particular tremor of a man whose foundation is cracking. "You have no access," he repeated, the words tasting strange in his mouth. "I have no access," I confirmed. "But someone does. Someone with the Council's trust. Someone with holy credentials. Someone who can move through sanctified spaces without question, without search, without suspicion." I let the silence stretch, let him hear the implications echo in the space between us. "Selene is the Saintess," I said softly. "She prays in the chapel. She blesses the fountains. She wears white and smiles and no one asks what she does in the private hours between devotion and dawn."

He looked up at me and something about his expression made me feel nervous. "Good," he said. "Really good actually. I think I found someone perfect." "That's great," I said and I smiled. "When do they start?" "Monday," he said. "Her name is Karen Tyler." That night, I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep but my brain wouldn't shut off. I kept thinking about the doctor appointment and the money and Damian's stress and this new secretary he seemed so excited about. Something felt off but I couldn't figure out what it was. It was like a weird feeling in my stomach that wouldn't go away.

Just the smell of ozone and unfinished responsibility lingering in the air. Selena stood there alone, blinking at the decaying altar while water from the storm began trickling across the stone floor like it was staging a coup. Her eye twitched. Her soul twitched. Her lower back twitched because she’d landed like a sack of wet laundry. God knew she tried. She recited every spell she vaguely remembered from internet rabbit holes. “Abracadabra,” “Leviosa”—not “Leviosar,” she corrected herself mid-prayer—and even, in desperation, “Escucha las palabras de las brujas, los secretos escondidos en la noche...” while raising her hands like she was in a soap opera for witches.