Turning Angel Novels & Stories

Michael would be cared for, but he could never live with himself if he didn’t do this for her. “I’m in. They can’t prosecute her for this. There were mitigating circumstances.” Angel’s sister shook her head. “You don’t know The Council. But I want to save my sister, so I’ll take you.” She reached for his hand and drew him closer. “Since Angel already turned you once, I just have to give you a quick kiss so you can come with me. Ready?” He’d had a lot of practice pulling miracles out of a hat when he’d been on his own, and look how far he’d come. He wasn’t going to give up now.

He started walking towards Jack after getting a nod from Erick. Angel smiled sarcastically with his eyes flashing with a red tinge, there was no fear or lack of confidence in him at this time. The Angel who is currently in front of the werewolves is not the usual Angel Matthew. She has transformed into Angel, the vampire queen, with extraordinary powers. "Hi, Jack," said Angel with a sweet smile. "There's something I want to show you." Jack raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to show me, Angel?" Angel stretched out one hand with an open palm. "Hold my hand."

Katie was busy with the window for at least an hour, enough time for me to do most of the paperwork, next I had to go to a meeting, and the window wasn't going to me enough to keep her entertained, I called for Angel, she's mostly big in school, but all littles slip a time or two while at work, they can't help it and just stay big all the time, they need to shift sometimes and feel little, being little is their real nature, and she can have a day off today, she got the boss's boss approval. "Hello, you asked for me?" Angel says walking into my office, she stood tall and proud, wearing her best clothes, she looked like a big badass vampire, but I knew she's also a little one, she's just like

This is normal for the Death Kings. Angel clears her throat. Sidhe and Gator stop kissing to turn their eyes on her. She has such a commanding tone that everyone present is waiting to hear what the high school English teacher and horseback riding instructor have to say. “Alright, you two that’s enough. We aren’t going to start an orgy with the children present,” she admonishes them. Us and Tempest are the ‘children’ she is referring to. They both say, “yes ma’am”. Angel also goes by the name Natalie or her nickname Ali. We call her Angel out of respect for the terrifying assassin she is. The criminal world pays her large amounts of money to quietly end their enemies and she is talented, at l

Maybe I was starting to understand, but not fully. "What is going on?" I asked Angel. "She told me you were sad, so I thought we should step out to get some items together," he said. Me? He wanted me to join him while he got some items? What happened to his assistant? I was sure he could do that. "I'll wait for you in the car," he said, smiling as he rolled his wheelchair away. I stood there, confused about what to say. Was that a smile I saw? Why was he smiling?

by saying that I left the room I don't want anyone to pity me from the sky good angel : what's with this unexpected meeting evil angel : I told na destiny good angel : I also told you right love can change anything evil angel : let's see good angel : ofcourse let's see

When ever Maree talking about it, he had a smirk on his face that obviously said “ I told you so” Now on a normal day Angel was a beauty to behold. She had the body shape of a Coca-Cola bottle. When ever she walked her hips swayed to an unheard song, she walked in calculated steps , a born stepper. Her hair was the color of dark chocolates which somewhat made it hard for one to know if she had a black hair or she was a brunette. Her eyes which was coffee brown, danced with a glint of coolness but wary. Due to the way she was brought up, she grew up some what paranoid. She had a nose that could make girls want a nose surgery as her pouty lips made her have a bitch face when she was pissed

Monique’s face twitched. That man had a meaningful look in his eyes, she knew his question had not been a literal one. What a pervert and a bully… “Daddy, you’re amazing!” Angel praised, and her eyes had been gleaming. Henry looked at Angel, he smiled and said, “Angel is much more sensible.” Monique snorted, “What’s so amazing about it, I can do it too.” “Really?” He raised his brows. “Angels are subject not only to God but also to Christ, who is described as hereafter to return to judgment.” Monique explained.

His whole imagination started with the image on his phone. He looked at the image one more time and he could only see the back of Jeremy's head, the top of Olivia's head and her hand hugging Jeremy's back. He shut his eyes already concluding Jeremy was kissing Olivia. He grunted, hitting the steering wheel with his hand multiple times. In his anger, he made a turn to join the moment it was his turn ignoring the car that was still on his lane but he missed the car by a couple of inches. "Look where you are going jackass," yelled the other driver before driving off

before he left. "You," I whispered not being able to look at his face. He was covered in blood which I'm sure wasn't his. "This is my job, Andrea. I have to do this," he said taking a few steps towards me. "This isn't the Theo I know," I whispered backing up, "This is a whole entire spawn of Satan." And I was right. With blood dripping from his clothes he looked the part too. He chuckled darkly and for some reason I wasn't scared. "That's where you're wrong," he whispered. My back hit the wall as backed away from him. He leaned closer and whispered, "I am the devil himself."