The Angel In The Forest Comic Novels & Stories

My Angel. A small smile made it across my lips at the thought of my little Angel as I made my way in. But my smile was soon replaced by a frown when I saw Angel lying on the ground, unconscious. "ANGEL!"

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

He was an angel. My Angel! He couldn't have been. Rivalry has never made anyone an Angel. A rival, that's what he was. And a rival would always remain a rival! The terror in my heart couldn't be measured at this juncture, I needed to get the fucking hell out of that god-damned forest. That woods, spending one more night in there wasn't going to be funny. I quickly took a glance around, and the moon suddenly turned, shimmering in the woods golden lights of horror. Its brightness flattening all over, with only but a few spots left.

2020 Date completed // 07.04.2020 ~ A/N: Hello! I just wanted to say that 'Xanthe's Angel Wolf' is extremely light. Showcasing only the fluff of the love story of the main characters. So, if you're looking for some dark and action werewolf stuff, this is not it. Thank you for giving my story a chance, I appreciate the support. Happy reading!

I knew it wasn't too late to turn around, but turning back wasn't an option right now. 'A hundred percent' I replied with a brilliant smile. We were in the woods and it would be dark soon. The woods weren’t safe, especially at nights. I was not as scared as the first time I ran away, because I had my wolf and control over my powers. It shouldn't be too hard to fight off a few rogues. I was an angel after all. I hadn't even been walking for long when I heard a twig snapped from somewhere behind me. My wolf became alert after hearing the noise and immediately jumped into defense mode.

When she mentioned her name to the receptionist, they instructed Mariko to go directly to his office. As Mariko knocked on the door first before he went inside the CEO's room, she noticed the man standing on the floor-to-ceiling window, facing the view of a skyscraper. He has this salt and pepper-colored hair. His hands were inside his pockets. Ethan notices her presence and turned around to face her. He frowned upon seeing a woman standing at the front door, wearing a black shirt and army pants, with her hair tied in a loose braid. "Mr. Reed, I am agent Angel, from the Moon Castle Agency. I am the person in-charge to protect your son, Marcus Reed." Ethan smiled. He walked toward his swivel

asked Erika enthusiastically. "Of course. There are also Angels selling such dresses, wing accessories and crowns!" "Wow! Angels selling? What did they buy it with? Money? Gold? Or what?" "Fresh fruit and flowers! Why do you think Angels need money for?" "Why do Angels want flowers and fruit? Do they eat fruit like fairies?" "We don't eat it. We inhale the aroma. Fresh fruit is very fragrant, as are some flowers and wild grasses!" Erika's eyes widened perfectly.

In the story, it was told that at one point he got what he so desired and threw himself into a portal opened by one of the infernal princes, giving himself the luxury of wandering around the planes to which he fell. He didn't need servants or servants, he didn't need believers. All he needed was a little food and a few hours of sleep fairly often; if there was that in his new life, he would be content, with only his long sword as his eternal companion. But to the misfortune - or perhaps luck - of this young prince, he found himself in an ancient forest in the mortal world. A forest where God's favorite angel fell after disagreeing with his father about his love for mankind and his mistakes.

he said and I smirked. "No problem, I will prove it. An angel only shows her true wings when her life is in danger. No matter since how long she is pretending to be human, she will show her true colours once she will see death so close to her... So close that she will realise that if she won't fly, she will die. I will make that happen" I just said that left to my room before he could stop me.

For a drama queen that she is, Angel's spectacles would never come to an end. "Mommy, daddy.." She looks up at Ace and Scarlet, pulling them with her little hands and reaching into her bedroom. "I got you a Christmas gift too." She tells them in a sing-song way. She pulls a drawing from her cupboard which had a man, and a woman, and in between was a little girl and a boy holding their hands. Ace kneels beside Angel and asks, pointing to the little girl in the drawing. "Who is this beautiful little girl? Is she my princess?"