Un Angel Enamorado Novels & Stories

With that, I greeted them with a wide smile. "Hello, good morning lovely human beings! College and yet still lazy? Are you really just planning to be a freeloader at home and not make an effort? Good thing an English Mage is here, Naenia Lovercraft! Your certified ghostwriter and academic commissioner!" I said sweetly and approached them and even gave them a light kiss on the cheek.

Loud moans leave my lips in return, but they are quickly muffled as each of them take turns capturing my lips as well. A few more hard thrusts are all it takes for both me and Salem to reach our peak as we both cum hard together. Slumping tiredly against Salem's chest, he continues to cradle me against him as he buries his face in my hair. "I love you so much, Angel." he confesses quietly, as I pull away in surprise. "You do?" I gasp. "We both do." Levi corrects from behind me, as I turn to look at him. "I'm in love with you too." he admits, looking a little embarrassed.

"Please, darling. I don't want you to hold back or stop… I really want you … all of you, Angel." Angel's heart shook in his chest. She was begging for him — begging for him to have her. The thought made him feel really good to his core. Taking a deep breath he whispered, "Close your eyes, Nadie, and don't open them until I say so."

What the hell was going on with me? He stared at me with blue eyes that reminded me of the deep sea, full of darkness and secrets. It was unsettling yet captivating, and I found myself drawn to him. An impulse surged through me to trace his sharp jaw and the scar over his right eyebrow with my fingertips and press my lips against his plump ones while running my hands through his thick black hair. No one had ever stirred such feelings within me. Nicholas unlocked a part of me that I didn’t know existed, awakening a need that excited and terrified me. It was as if he held a mirror to my soul, revealing desires I’d kept buried deep. Yet there was the angel inside me that the world thought me to

He continued to lick me as I tried to ride it out. He came up, claiming my lips, allowing me to taste my own juices. "I love you, Maria." I layed my head against his chest, running my fingers across his tattoo as he rubbed his fingers across mine. " I'm an Archangel.. Wife of the Reaper...I'll fight beside you...you don't have to do this alone." He nodded and kissed my forehead, wrapping a piece of my hair around his finger. I fell asleep, in his arms.

"What could that be? Amelia asked shivering. "The question is who could that be " Eric replied quiet unmoved by the gun shots. "It could be Derek, Samantos, Anna or anybody ". He took the fork and knife. He held the full chicken on one of the trays with the fork and cut it with the knife. He picked it with the knife into his mouth savoring every taste. "God please forgive me, holy Mart take control. Angel Micheal, son of God. I mean Angel Gabriel, the son of God, oh my fucking God, someone should just take control ". She was breathing heavily as she said the prayers.

Dylan Parker, invited both the men for a drink, unintentionally ceasing the conversation anomg the two friends. As soon as Amara headed towards the group of ladies they stared at her in a knowing way, and left the place except the woman who stood staring at her with a glass of wine in her hand. "So! You're the date of The great Tristan Sanchez! You managed to get hate of each and everyone here this fast!" she chuckled as she sipped on her wine in an elegant way.

He just turned on his heels and left quietly. Jacob had tried all he could to separate Damien and his girlfriend, Bianca but Damien wouldn’t have it. He was hooked on the lady that treated him like crap. According to Damien, he had always gotten all he’d ever wanted, be it money and women. But never in his life had he met someone who was giving him a tough time like his girlfriend. Just like that, he was hooked. He believed he was truly in love. He loved the fact that she chastise him whenever he messed up. She hardly picked up his calls or reply to his texts, but it thrilled him that she was making him work for her attention. He felt he needed the challenge of things that’d always come easy

she said and cursed herself that she was blushing yet again. “What things have you read, angel?” he asked, looking very amused. “I know there are people that enjoy treating their sexual partner like a pet. Leaches, cages, pet bowls,” she told him, trying to be brave enough to meet his eyes, but failing and instead looking down. “I’m not interested in you being my literal pet, angel. I just want you at my beck and call. I want you to respect me, my word is the law. Surrender your body to me and give up all other things in your life for three years. You will be by my side when I need you, you will be in meetings if I wish so, you will see some shit and I expect you not to go crazy or freak the

His angel. Though he has stopped using that endearment after her deceive. Still, he wants only her, every morning, every night. To touch her, to feel her skin, after a tiresome day rest in her soft tunnel forgetting all the stress and worries of life. She will be his light in his dark world. But her one confession changed everything. Her one betrayal destroyed everything. **** Ana forwarded her palm under the running water to check the temperature. She sighed finding the water lukewarm. She switches off the faucet. With her index finger she slides down the dress and it pooled down on the floor unaware that someone slithered inside.