The Angel In The Forest Comic の小説・ストーリー

Ethan returned to his room and sat on his bed in silence. "What happened in Italy?" he tried to recall the night they returned from the casino. "Did I sleep with her?" he questioned himself but still had no answer. He lay on the bed after changing into something comfortable and closed his eyes to sleep. The next day was a Saturday. Andrews entered the Carter's compound carrying a small bag filled with his clothing. It was eight in the morning. He was ushered to the main house by one of the guards. Derby went to inform Ethan about the person looking for him.

Damien's POV "What the fuck is going on?" I fumed, pulling Red against my side protectively, just as a semi-shifted male hurtled towards us, teeth snapping menacingly. A smaller, darker wolf charged behind him, sinking its teeth into the half-human, stopping him from launching an assault on Red and I. My eyes widened in alarm as I watched the pair wrestle for the higher ground until they finally rolled out of sight. Locking eyes with my angel, checking her over quickly, our heads snapped in the direction the beasts had disappeared; a defeated wail penetrated the dim woods around us, bouncing off the trees aimlessly

He confessed that he had reported my account previously to prevent the video from being posted, insisting that only he should see it. Later, he transformed his account, with ten million followers, into a chronicle of our everyday romantic life. After completing his studies and graduating, Jared formally proposed to me. ...... Jared's POV. I've been smitten since the moment I laid eyes on Yvette. If anyone asked me what an angel looked like, I would point straight to her.

The hounds shrieked, the forest shaking, and the fracture wavered, but the mark burned, and I saw her—not through the fracture, but here, stepping from the trees, her black eyes gleaming, her smile cruel. “You’re late,” she said, her hand raised, shadows coiling, not the hounds but hers, darker, hungrier, lunging for us. Lucian slashed, his blade sparking, but they caught him, pinning him, his shout raw—Angel!—the bond straining.

he asked me as we parted gasping for air. I shook my head slowly “No sir, I promise you, it’s you who has power over me… I would never …” I chuckled “… I have never…never even for a moment been brave enough to even consider that I might be here, in a place like this, with a man like you.” He stroked my cheek and wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close to his side as we started walking again. “Maybe we’re changing each other sweet Angel. " We came to a clearing in the forest, what could be considered a small meadow, filled with blossoming wildflowers filling the space with splashes of color as the sun illuminated them.

Let her try. But when I'm done, she'll regret ever stepping foot in Moonridge. And Ella will regret ever being born. I sat up in my hospital bed. The pack witch had already left. The room was quiet. Dark. I looked at my phone. A message from one of my friends at Lykos. Angel left her pack without permission. Her mother is furious. She's not supposed to be there. I smiled. So Angel is a runaway. Hiding in Moonridge. Chasing a boy who doesn't want her.

“Then stop acting like one.” My mouth fell open. “Rude.” “Get on.” I pointed at him. “You enjoy bossing people around.” “Yes.” “At least you’re honest.” “Get on.” I hesitated. Drake sighed. Then turned fully toward me. His expression suddenly became serious. “Angel.” “What?” “Get on my back.” “Why?” “Because it’s getting dark.” I looked around. The shadows had indeed grown longer. The forest seemed different now. Darker. Quieter.

the man spoke placing his hand on the hip as he directed his words at Dylan Parker who stood there with his eyes wide open. "No wonder he's called Hades" Those comments and whispers made the man smirk in victory. Amara just kept staring at the sudden arrival of the man dressed in clothes which were smeared with blood all over. Even though she's too shocked to watch the scene in front of her, she didn't fail to note the name of the devil who's still smirking with a gun in his hand. HADES OF THE MAFIA WORLD, DAMIAN KNIGHT!

“what do you mean, there's a crossfire going on, it's a miracle that you are still alive and you are still—" “Well guess what? I am waiting for a freaking miracle that's gonna bring her back to life and maybe give me my legs as a bonus!" Aracely yelled “W-what?" Angel asked. “I'm a cripple angel, you need to leave now, go with Ariel and stay with you" “what about you?! and lati?" He demanded as he stood up and punched the tree beside him. “I am gonna die here, there's no other way" END OF FLASHBACK

I had an even stronger impression that Reive went into raptures from my embarrassment. “Of course, Angel, there’s a small pond near here.” He led me through bushes and trees in a direction known only to him. And I, silly sheep, kept my eyes on him, not even thinking that if he left me there all alone, I wouldn’t be able to find my way out of the forest. “But why do you call me Angel?” I asked while we were walking. “Once upon a time, angels were called mysterious creatures flying high in the sky,” he readily began telling his story. “They were said to be creatures of other worlds. Worlds where there wasn’t any of the necromancy and magic we were familiar with.”