Romans & histoires The Cruel Angel's Thesis Lyrics

Elijah’s voice cut through the storm, a blade of pure cruelty. “You don’t believe me? Well, sweetheart, I’m the one who ordered my men to kill Luciano.” The words didn’t just hit Angel; they burned through her, a sharp truth that destroyed any last hope she’d been holding onto. A choked sob escaped her throat, the sound of a soul breaking. She looked up, her eyes wide with a horror so deep it was almost beautiful. He watched the realization dawn on her face, watched her last fragile hope shatter, with a look of clear satisfaction.

A sound tore from my throat—something raw and inhuman that made the guests shudder. “Vin… cenzo…” My eyes turned bloodshot, and my voice trembled in anger. “I’ll make you pay for this… in blood!” “Rachel’s body is with me,” Vincenzo smiled. “A few of my men have certain interests. I suggest you stay calm. Otherwise–” He didn’t finish the sentence, but the unspoken threat was far worse. “You wouldn’t dare!” I roared. Vincenzo said nothing in reply, so I broke first. As I broke down, I choked out, “Give her body back to me…”

ANGEL “Luckily you didn’t cúm, my initial plan was to cut out his tongue and then fuck your pússy with the same knife,” He continued, mania burning in those silver depths. I recoiled at his cruelty, he didn't even feel any remorse for killing an innocent person? Not just any person, but my only friend. “It’s my body, I can have sex with whoever I want. Anyone can make me cúm! You don’t own me to be this jealous!”

she states with full assertion like she didn't just utter the most ridiculous words I have ever heard. More angers pours into my chest. “Is that what you're going with? Ridiculous verses and statements that the priests filled your head with?” Confusion flutters over her face. “They are not ridiculous. It's the truth.” Studying her closely, I realize she is being really serious. She's actually going with the bullshit of love thy enemy. Well, I'm not. “There are no priests here, no one would ever lock you up again if you say a word,” I lean a little down, my eyes burning into hers. “Whatever god she used to scare you has no fucking say in my territory. So tell me, Angel—who is she?”

"DAEN IT!" I threw a chair on the wall in anger. It seemed like the last straw for me. Why couldn't she trust me!? Why does she trust Carl over me! H*ck! Right now, it seemed like she could trust any man over me! "Why Angel? Why?!" I'm not the type of guy who cries over small things. Especially not over girls, but, Angel... she had the power to make this gangleader cry for her. Yes. I admit. I'm fri**ing crying over the possibilities of Angel being hurt! Or being killed.

When Brianna sang, it was a song titled, Angels, and the most profound lines goes thus; Maybe it'll end one day, This darkness consuming me. My angels will come, Break me out of this cell, Overwhelm me with blinding light, Chasing the darkness, And I'd be enshrouded in light, A soul worthy of the angels. Those lines resounded deep within me and I could only think, who really are you Brianna?

She was too innocent for him. He laughed out at his words. Innocent for Ronald? She was too innocent for him, Greg, as well! He knew he wasn't a saint but he would never hurt her. Pure angels like her were not meant to be hurt but treated as the delicate beings that they were. He would surely make her his and his alone. And no man would stand in his way. ❤❤❤

he whispered huskily. He ran a hand along my jawline and I hissed in pain retracting from his hand. He frowned at me before he raised a hand and slapped me across the face. "For an angel, you sure are weak and pathetic. No wonder your own mate doesn't want anything to do with you. I don't even know why the guy that paid us wants you in the first place" he spat at me and walked out of the room. "You're lucky he wants you untouched and alive" one of the other men in the room mumbled.

I want to stay with you as long as I live. Arin - Yes. Off course. Why not. You are just mine. In night Arin thinking that he is an angel. If he will marry with Isla then he loss his all power. But he love Isla and want to marry with her. The God and all angles seeing all things. They decide to talk with Arin about Arin and Isla. It was a full moon night. Angels come to their true form on this night and they cannot assume any other form on this night.So,Arin locked him in a cave.

It hurt worse than any gunshot wound he had ever experienced. He could barely control the anger that coursed through his veins, he felt like ripping Xavier apart till he was nothing more than pounds of flesh. The thought of killing Xavier calmed his anger a bit as he fantasized about the different ways he could kill Xavier. He took another swig from the bottle and stood up. "Let's go, I have no time to waste." He said and walked out. ******