Romans & histoires Song Angel By Your Side

Corinne POV The heavy notes of the song “Angel” filled the hall, and my body began to sink toward the floor in controlled movements, as if I was melting the weight of the music into every motion. My fingers brushed the cold wood, then slid slowly up along my legs as my head tilted back in a seductive arch.

His teeth and every little detail of his face seemed to be carved out by God. “I'm Sebastian Damon, Can I know your name?” He stretched out his hand to Raphaella, and she hesitated for a second before taking his hand. “Raphaella Aiko Mendel.” She replied with a smile, and it surprised her how she felt so reassured with this man. “I'm Betty Lucas, Raphaella's best friend.” Betty pitched in proudly, Raphaella rolled her eyes at her playfully and Sebastian smiled at them. “So, would you like to dance, Raphaella?”

I would like to be able to say that feeling that I was leaving my body at the time of the kiss with Miguel was an exaggeration, but I would be lying. I literally felt my soul being sucked into his and that his was being pulled to me. It was an exchange. A receipt. And the world fell apart into strong rays, and which caused all the houses around us to tremble, because the heavens were in mourning for the loss of a very important archangel. And hell celebrated the fall of another of God's soldiers.

I stammered as I felt I was choking on my own voice. I was stumbling upon walking, I couldn't even look at her, my knees were wobbling and I wasn't even able to believe it. At that moment, all of the moments I spent with Diya flashed in front of me. How she smiled, the way she looked at me, the way her little gestures make me smile, the moments we shared, even the pain of separation that we felt. And all of this felt like a lifetime of memories, even if it was just a couple of months. And that's when I realised, she is an angel in my life, an angel who is here to lighten up the darkness of my life and I can't lose her.

He cleaned his face with his cuff and moved towards Zack "I'll start preparing the antidote right now... you please protect him as you did today...promise me" " I promise I will do everything in my power to keep him safe..." Zack promised Daniel. "Well, I'll also keep him safe then" Ken smiled. "All settled then, both of you will be joining Angels of the burning Sun 6 days from now". Suzan addressed both of the boys. She continued " Now I'll bring Sophia, to assist Daniel in preparing the antidote, Zack you'll stay here". "Yes, got it" Zack nodded. And Suzan headed out after sending a brief text on the current situation to Sophia so that she'd be prepared.

The tables were adorned with flickering candles and delicate flowers, enhancing the enchanting atmosphere. As we settled into our seats, Angel reached for my hand, his touch reassuring and comforting. "Selena," he began, his voice laced with sincerity, "I've been missing Heaven so much during our time away." I nodded, understanding the depth of his longing. "I feel the same way, Angel. Heaven brings so much joy to our lives." His eyes softened, reflecting the love he held for our daughter. "She's our little angel, and I can't wait to see her again. But being here with you, in this beautiful place, reminds me of how lucky we are to have each other."

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

He caught Riven before he could fall, one arm wrapping around his waist, pulling him close against his own body. “I have you,” Kael growled against Riven’s ear. “Do not fall.” Riven leaned into him, breathing hard. Their chests pressed together, hearts hammering in sync. “You keep catching me. Why do you keep catching me if you still doubt me?” Kael’s hand pressed firmly against the bleeding wound on Riven’s side. The touch was possessive, protective, almost tender. “Because watching you bleed is worse than any doubt. Because fighting beside you feels right. Because I cannot lose you.”

JULIET POV I think my jaw is hanging on the floor. Why the hell have I not seen any videos of Arcangelo performing online? Or his songs on a streaming platform? His voice rings out in the bar in low, deep, and rough tones. It caresses my skin in slow sensuality and tiny pinpricks of electricity. Alonso's body is a wall behind me, and it's like I can feel every muscle as Arcangelo's words drift over us. I saw you standing in a side street