What If She's An Angel Song の小説・ストーリー

One that had come to take him to his grandmother. "Are you alright?" she asked. Her voice was beautiful as well. The sweetest song to one’s ears. What was that he detected though? Worry? Why would an angel be worried? She was there to finally take away his pain. "I am calling for help now," the woman said. Help? Damascus's brows pinched together. She was not an angel. She must be someone who had seen him crash his bike. Embarrassment instantly filled Damascus. This beautiful woman had witnessed him being an idiot. An idiot who rode his bike in the middle of a rainstorm with nothing on besides the short sleeve black shirt and jeans he had worn to the hospital.

“Well, shit! Your Queen is a goddess.” With a huge smile on my face, I shrug, “Apparently so.” “You best hope she doesn't try to kill you,” Ana says. “Then, it's a good thing she can't,” I said as my smile widened. “People have always gravitated to her; maybe they sense she's different,” she says reflectively. “Possibly, but they'd never guess why.” “If they did, society would deem them crazy,” she laughs. “Exactly.” “Can angels teleport?” she asks.

He even gave me a one-day grace period so I could still enjoy my freedom. Like why the hellcrap did I end up this way? I know I'm not a good person and I deserve every misfortune that life has to offer, but what the flying fuck? Seriously? A cunning supernatural creature with a horned skull for a mask? Bruh, if the universe wanted to punish me, they should have sent a sexy vampire instead.

she said, her eyes trained on his, a gorgeous smile playing around her lips. Then angelina did something she never expected she did do before, she grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the ocean, though it was indeed very hard because he was damned heavy. Maybe she was getting bolder these days. "You accepted to go out with me and have fun, not to stand there like a carved statue"Angelina said with a frown on her face. "I wanna be the ocean to your shore Bring you comfort everymore I wanna be the only thing you need Be the oxygen you breathe" She remembered the song suddenly and ofcourse, she didn't sing it out but sang it inwardly, letting the lyrics dwell deeply inside her heart.

he said and walked away “I see” she said walking; she remembered what Lucifer told her about God sending Angels to kill them. She walked down the road and decided to test the powers, she removed doubt from her heart and then she saw a car approaching and as she stretched her hand to the car, it suddenly exploded, she was seriously startled by the explosion and fell down on the floor but was amazed and excited like never before but as she looked around she discovered that she had scared away the remaining few on the way, did she care? Hell no she didn’t, she walked the middle of the express shaking her waist from left to right as she sang “Freedom” by Beyoncé

There were gasp and murmurs around the crowd. “How the fuck is she here?” Leo asked in low tone but it wasn’t anything calm the way he said. Anyone can detect the rage in it. He wants to destroy this place where his angel was treated nothing more than an object. His pure angel. And now, his fallen angel from heaven and landed in this inhuman hell. Seeing her in such condition makes him want to slit the throats of every motherfucker who brought her and bath in their blood. “Come on Leo. The way every slave is brought here. She came into this place in the same way. And if you intend to take her after being sold then I don’t think it will be a right decision. Don’t break the rules. “

Itsuki said, which made Marcus frown in confusion. “Angel with devil horns? Why?” he asked. “The girls in our troops are called Angels. But since she’s the coldest and ruthless among them, they called her Angel with devil horns.” Mariko rolled her eyes as she put the weapons they had used earlier from the training back on its shelves.

*splash* The puddle flew, dropping its scented contents on her. She had jumped out of the road to avoid the speeding car from running her over, yet, the fate she met was comparable. The contents of her bags went flying in different directions, while she crashed to the ground. “Oh God, no!!” She wailed, staring at the food that would have lasted her siblings and her two days, scattered all over. “What to do, what to do?” She kept muttering to herself as she stood up, her soaked clothes, a far cry from her current predicament. She was exhausted from all the work she’d done to pay for the now perished food.

I tell him and turn to leave. "Wait! Do you really know who she is?" He asks and I merely nod in reply. "Yes, I do. She is Dhanishta, my Angel. And I am in love with her. So, you better listen to her and leave her alone." With that said, I turn around and go into the car leaving an astounded Devin behind. When I get into the car, my curious Angel stares at me with her sole attention. "What, Angel? Do you want to ask something?" She nods while still her eyes trained on mine as if in a daze.

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