The Angel Next Door Characters Novels & Stories

"It's a beautiful name. But if you try to use it to control my creative work, Leonard, I'll walk away from the roles and the money. I'm fighting for my voice, not for your investment." "It's yours," he confirmed, pouring his own coffee. "Mine is just the funding. I want you to shine so brightly that Mason goes blind watching you. That's the only return I need." Angel giggled again, drawing my attention. She had taken a small piece of bacon and was trying to feed it to Elias, who looked mildly terrified but accepted the offering with a gracious bow. "Good soldier," Angel smiled brightly, clapping her hands. I smiled, a genuine, warm smile. Angel was the key to this whole terrible house. She m

said with bright eyes. We’d been shooting for ten hours straight, polishing that intense scene until it was flawless. “Caramella,” Raul’s husky voice whispered in my ear as he slid an arm around my waist, pulling me into his body. “Mmh?” I hummed in response. “It’s time for us to go. Don’t forget—you still have to pack.” I sighed, remembering I was moving into his house today. “Alright, let me say goodbye to Jade and grab my stuff.” He let go of my waist, and I walked over to where Jade stood, chatting with Hunter. “Jade.” She turned, smiled, and immediately threw her arms around my neck. “Thank you so much, Angel, for convincing them to let me audition,” she said warmly

Of all the pack, Suzen was the one she missed the most. Living on the very edge of their community, Angel felt as though she was always on the outside looking in. Angel struggled not to react, holding her breath until Suzen swung back around to growl at her brother, “Layon! Home, now!” Then without leaving any room for argument, she spun and stormed back out of the bar, offering Angel only a single glance before disappearing back through the double doors. Listening closely, Angel could hear her stomping up and down the sidewalk, awaiting her brother.

NEXT DAY≈SATURDAY^THE ROBERTS MANSION** Angel have been hearing the door bell repeatedly that she wonder who was there,she finally opened the door and she was surprised to see Spice,she frowned inwardly. "Hey Angel" Spice smiled at her and Angel returned a fake one. "Looking for my brother?" She asked. "Yes,I'm here for Royal,is he home?" Spice asked. "No he's not" Angel lied. "Oh" Spice muttered. But then,Royal showed up and Spice looked at Angel.

Taking another sip, Marianne shook her head, not saying a word, and it caused Angel to give her a knowing stare. They both had known each other way back from college, Angel was more of an outspoken girl from a rich family more of a rebel who loves going against her family, after college she was suppose to go out the country for her studies but ran away from home, and her parents could not do anything but let the young lady have her way after she threatened them that she would take her life. Back in college days, they became best buds and a perfect pair because one had a timid and gentle personality while the other was fearless and rebellious.

“I have so had a one-night stand, and it has nothing to do with this, and everything to do with you naming me a back luck cat!” I lick away my grin as two figures approach the open door, she yips and scrambles back, but not far enough to lose visuals. The little jerk of her head comes up in time to see a Spanish kid meet the man. “Sweet Mary’s Flapjacks. Jonathan is out of the loony bin!” With a gulp, the little Angel scrambles back to the corner.

No one in that room had any idea what she really was. I sat in the back. Watching. Ella and Angel were sitting together. Talking. Laughing. Ella looked happy. Really happy. Like she had found a new best friend. Someone who actually wanted to be around her. She has no idea. Angel isn't anyone's friend. She doesn't care about people. She uses them. Or she destroys them. There's no in between with her. You're either useful to her or you're in her way. And if you're in her way, you don't last long.

Since that time, he was already counting on Angelic Donneli to be his future wife. I unlock the door and push it open. At first, I'm almost relieved to find that all the lights are out and the curtains drawn. But then I see a light on the left. I enter the apartment. The light comes from the kitchen. I look around. I expected more from the senator's son. The apartment is not big, but it has enough space for a mouse like him. The first room is the living room, followed by a hallway leading to the bedrooms. I turn on the living room light and the next second, Angelic appears in the kitchen doorway. She's holding a glass of water and staring at me with the cynicism of someone waiting for me.

mom's voice breaks me out of my thought. "Okay Am I missing something here? Can you tell me who is this Angel?" I direct my question at my parents. "Ohh, I am Liam girlfriend," Angel said smugly. Fuck

From the corner of her eyes, Sophie could see someone bring out their phone and her stomach lurched. “Sit down, So—” “—You will let her go now or I step in!” A new voice cut in. A new but strangely familiar voice that had Sophie's stomach aching, almost leading her to retch her dinner that moment. She wondered why. When she managed to look up to at least see the new person who had stepped in to save her, reality hit her in the face and she balked, color draining out of her face. Her next door neighbor was standing right there.