The Secret Of Angel Manhwa Mga Nobela at Kwento

Waiting until she heard him disappear inside the men’s room, Angel quickly made a break for it, telling Finan the fae elder, “I’m just going to grab something from the storeroom. Can you keep an eye on things for me?” At a nod from the silver-haired man, Angel charged through the very door that Layon had disappeared behind and began to race toward the storeroom door at the far end of the hallway, hoping to avoid him and the others until she was sure they were all off the premises.

Her name is Aashmaan, only a name, she doesn't have any surname. "Coincidence and Fate are interconnected to each other because I believe in both ", AASHMAAN aka ANGEL But what will happens when unknowingly an Angel enters DEVIL's life? What will Neil do when he get to know Angel's hidden secret? Will he trap ANGEL in his hell or Angel will run away from the claws of devil?. What will happen when she encounter the DEVIL again? Will she able to protect herself from Devil's CRUEL Love or will she give up on her fate?.

“So what are you?” “What are you talking about?” “Well you can’t be a normal angel. Even high-borne angels don’t look like you,” he says, his gaze wandering up and down my body. His eyes are filled with lust and I take a few steps back. “They do if both their parents were high-borne. Now what about you?” I ask, peering at him suspiciously. He smirks and crosses his arms over his chest, making his muscles bulge. “That’s a secret I don’t plan on sharing anytime soon.”

the devil whispered. Just one finger. Then two. Then three. Angel was panting, writhing, trying to hold on to his sanity like it was a receipt in the wind. Every nerve in his body screamed in confusion—and somewhere deeper, a quiet ache stirred. This bastard didn't even exchange names with him! It felt so… wrong. Obscene. Something he’ll burn in hell for. But beneath it all, something coiled. Something shameful. Something hot. He moaned. Loudly.

From that view, she can see the professor properly. " Something is stinky here. Who might it be?" Another girl snorts, sitting on the bench. " Hey! Why are you wearing such a disgusting cologne? Don't your husband give you money? Or he just abandoned you!" Oryx sighs, but she keeps silent. One of the biggest advantages of a secret angel is, that they can stay calm and silent in any case. Even if it's being tortured by someone. " Tsk. I hate this face."

But angels were telling that story. "It was meant to be a secret. And no one actually knew anything about it. Until Alina broke down. And the whole world got the idea of God's plans. But she didn't just open those secrets. She opened all the secrets of Lucifer too. And because of that, we knew what he had been waiting for." Angel Ramiel continued with a small smile on her face.

The silence was deafening, broken only by the faint crackle of divine energy from the seals. At last, he reached the final gate. The great runes recognized his touch, flickering reluctantly before parting. Inside, the forgotten Archangels sat in their radiant cages: Gabriel separated from them is inside a silver cage laced with Sanctis Venin, the Holy Bane. It is a forbidden poison that only Na'ara knows. A poison she made herself. From her pure essence of corruption mixed with demon blood and a tear of a mortal saint. It causes excruciating burning inside angelic vessels, as if their holiness is turning against them.

I couldn't help but recall the night when I suffered an unbearable stomachache. When I opened the door and saw her, I knew right then—she was the angel in my heart. Even though it was strenuous to carry me on her back, she still forcefully took me to the clinic. From that moment, I eagerly awaited our next meeting. Later, when I saw her in a video Rachel posted online, I realized she was Rachel's roommate. This gave me the perfect excuse. I told Rachel I wanted to visit and conveniently mentioned I had no money.

Obviously thinking something bad was about to happen, Rick quickly shuffled from his spot right next to me, keeping me as close as possible against his body. I hastily grabbed his hand, still warily eyeing the four seemingly young creatures as they gracefully advanced right towards us, their attention still trained on Micah. “Amariel. Finish him,” The white-haired female commanded with a simple flick of her wrist and in the fraction of a second, one of the three angels suddenly stood right in front of him, drawing one of those silvery blades they all usually carry right through Micah’s chest, his violent screams briefly cutting through the air, a bright white light seeping from the wound, ri

I didn’t know if he was stalling for time or intentionally trying to distract me —my drunk a&& self had no problem admitting how hot he was— but I could tell he was holding something back, and I was determined not to let him get away with it. So I forced myself to sit there quietly and wait for him to answer. Finally, he let out a breath. “Every alpha king is blessed with two special gifts from the Moon Goddess.” Interesting. I didn’t know that. “And yours include the ability to read minds?” “No.” “The ability to fly like superman?” “No.” “The ability to teleport and be invisible?” “No and no.” “The ability to annoy impressionable she-wolves?” “You are not impressionable, and no.” “So your