Stray Angel Novels & Stories

He pulled off his shirt. The vibrio vibrated, energy seemed to gather around the teenager, and a high-pitched call echoed through the room. The supernatural sound slid into Stralath's brain—a seductive intrusion. "Angels." Coco gasped. "I hear angels." To Stralath, it sounded more like the call of a sea creature. Like the whale sounds, he'd studied. But he understood the beauty. His heart warmed at the choir in his head, and his muscles relaxed as a gill opened on Bobby's neck. From the opening, four glowing lures unfolded like sprouting shoots. They danced as they unwinded, and a bioluminescent blue glow lit up the walls.

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

She stepped in and closed the apartment to the stray’s face, before leaning back on the door and sliding down in fatigue… and sleep deprivation, most probably. Her home was quiet. There was still some time left before Gian finishes his overtime shift at the hotel, but Akira stood up and sent him a message anyway, telling him to hurry home after. Truth be told, she had no idea if this particular stray was hostile like the spirit of the homeless man who followed her back then, but Akira didn’t want to take any chances. Any stray from the outside who invades her privacy is hostile to her. After throwing her bag and herself on the couch, Akira groaned and closed her eyes as she let herself sink

Hello lovely fans. Thank you for always supporting me. Let’s see what happens today! Once the apple of her parents’ eyes The heir to the pack Petra’s angel goddaughter Now Warinth’s new friend Because of her bravery She leaves her protective cocoon And our angel is taken Straight to hell! PenaciousShewa

************** AT THE STRIPPER CLUB Crystal pov I hate my life. I hate my job. Why me?? Why is my life so miserable? I don't know who my father is, and the only person I have in this world is also in a coma. My life just keeps getting worse everyday. Why do I have to live like this??. " Crystal, crystal. " Someone called my name. I quickly wiped my tears. "Yes angel." I answered. Angel is the club manager. "Crystal get ready faster, Damien Montenegro is here". She giggled excitedly.

When Dean checked his account, he was stunned, he said “What’s her story? No one just helps a stranger off the street without expecting something.” Cody grimaced and replied tightly “Hers isn’t a story that is a secret every media outlet in the country knows it. Stacia Denae was Angel’s mother; she gave her daughter to a crack head to raise. She never told Hunter he had a daughter. Angel didn’t find out the truth until just a few weeks ago. She’s one of the smartest women I’ve ever met, and the most compassionate to have been raised the way she was. Personally, I’d give everything I have for just five minutes with any one of the people who tried to hurt her.” Dean blanched and said “You don’

I was scared . " don't hurt me. " " you're the one whose leaving . I want you out and I don't care if you are pregnant . I want nothing to do with you . I can kill you and get rid of your body . oh and those babies won't be a problem ." Angelo started moving his hand towards my neck and started strangling me . I tried to grab the lampshade post to hit him with but I was too far . When he loosened his grip I coughed

I can't lose my angel! *************************

He would make it a better place for the unwanted and make a home for himself. Laurent was a stubborn Angel and he would make an even better Fallen.

Spend all my time waiting, For that second chance For a break that would make it okay, There's always some reason To feel not good enough And it's hard at the end of the day I need some distraction Oh a beautiful release Memories seep from my veins Let me be empty Oh and weightless and maybe I'll find some peace tonight In the arms of the angel. The song began to play. Damien swiftly turned around to answer the call. Robert and Patrick exchanged worried glances. "Angel" Damien answered the call. On the other hand, Eva is standing in the lobby of the Bishop towers. She is wearing jeans and a turtle neck t-shirt to hide her bruises. She used a concealer to hide the bruise on her face, but she