What Is A Fallen Angel Novels & Stories

This story is about an angel who comes to earth and falls in love with a human. And struggle with his destiny.

My first day back home and my husband's secretary was already flexing her muscles, trying to grab my antique right out of my hands. Before I could get a word out, she smacked me across the face. Twice. She sneered at me with a look that could freeze fire. "This piece caught my eye, and I'm being nice to you. Better apologize and thank me, pronto!" I moved to confront her, but before I knew it, her bodyguard had me pinned to the ground. She looked down at me like I was nothing. "Trying to challenge me? I'm Mrs. Collins of the Collins family here in Riverton City. You're nothing! One word from my husband and you're out of here!" Passersby started chiming in: "Aren't you going to bow down and beg? She's the apple of Mr. Collins' eye." "Play your cards right, and maybe you'll still be scrubbing toilets in Riverton City." I was ready to set things straight when her title hit me like a ton of bricks. The Collins family of Riverton City? When did Eric get another wife? I dialed Eric's number and laughed calmly. "Eric, since when did you secretly marry someone behind my back?"

He throws the paper on her face, she takes a step back because of sudden action, "Wh-what i-is this?" She managed to question, "Divorce paper" He snaps, "Sign it and move out from my life, I don't want to see your face ever again, I will hand over you to your greedy mother and set myself free," He stated while grinding his teeth and clenching his jaw, She felt like someone threw cold water on her, she felt terrible, as a ground slip from under her feet, "N-No..N-N-NOOOOO, NEVER, I will never go back to her or never gonna sing those paper" she yells on the top of her lungs, still shaking terribly,

After the plane crash, my body was never recovered. My soul drifted back to the home I hadn't stepped foot in for five years. They didn't know I was dead. They were still waiting for me to come home for Christmas. When my mom got the call from the airline, she froze for a long time, completely at a loss, before breaking down in tears. I followed them as they went to the memorial crash site. That was when I noticed something strange—I could see their levels of regret hovering above their heads. My brother's regret level read: 40%. My father's showed: 60%. Even my sister-in-law had 30% over her head. But my mother's regret level? It flashed a cold, unchanging 0%.

Cordelia Johnson‘s life seemed like a bed of roses until fate decided to snatch that from her by killing her parents on their way from the Netherlands in a tragic Boeing 737 plane crash. That was the beginning of Cordelia’s misery. Life began to treat her harshly. Objecting to making the best out of life, she used dirty means to gain money, mingling with a Famous streetwalker. Eventually entwining with the Gang Leader of the twelve eyed dragon clan, Jared Lambert, who she never thought could fall in love with her.

I am enjoy swimming, I don't know how long Marco has been gone. I didn't realize that I had reached the bottom of the waterfall because of the hot weather and the feeling of the cold water on the body feels really good that I even thought if I sat at the bottom of the waterfall to let the water pour over my almost naked body. I've only been there for a minute when I felt my brassiere come off my chest! It's because there's no lace and the brassiere I am wearing is in tube style. I was shocked by what happened and confused what to do first, how to cover my naked breasts. Should I jump off the water again to get my brassiere before the water washes it away, or should I stay here in the falls to get help from the water to cover my naked body. I looked around first to find Marco for help but he wasn't there! He is nowhere to be found! Shit! I immediately went down to chase after my brassiere when it was being swept away by the water. Now I am not sure if Marco not being here is a good or a bad news, but as I think of it realized that I would really faint if he sees me naked right now! Good thing I know how to swim so I got my brassiere at the right time. I immediately breathed a sigh of relief. "Great! Just in time!" I said to myself while holding my brassiere. Of course, my breasts are exposed, well I'm the only person here so it's okay anyway. "Wow, nice breasts. Round and big!" It was as if my soul left my body when I heard an unfamiliar voice from somewhere.

The stable days of famous model Angel Backer begin to crumble when Ian Caccini comes back into her life, bringing with him tornadoes of emotions and dark secrets that could jeopardize the young woman's entire vision of the future. However, she will not be able to resist the unrelenting voluptuousness that the brunette makes her feel, even if the consequences of this are crucial. After all, no future would be interesting with the absence of Ian Caccini's wet kisses.

"I said come here..." There was an in the voice, I was unable to deny it. The dominance and the power were making my . I gulped looking into those thunderous eyes. I can feel a shiver run down my spine, as I took a step forward. The drops of sweat formed on my forehead trickled down from the side of my face. "Are you nervous?" The voice echoed in my heart. And I was unable to tell that, I am not nervous! I am terrified as . It is not right... I can not be here. The dreams that I have seen didn't include this trauma. I can not do it. I have to run from here far, far away... Where I can get the time to get out of these dreams turning into nightmares? My senses were giving in, I took another step and as I was getting closer, my heartbeat was getting fast and fast. I hate it. "I never thought, I will find anything like this... I have expected her to be cheating on me, I have expected her to be with another man... But this, no this can't be true..." "He thought, he will abandon me, he left me... Yes, he did but once I will get a hold of his life. I will never let him go... Not this time. I will go to any extent to get him back." "I never thought, that I will be unable to shake off that creepy feeling ever in my life. But once my eyes got caught with those mesmerising ones, I forget every fear!!! And there was only one feeling left... It was desire, pure desire."

When Alexander Smith stands in front of me and says he's going to marry someone else, that's when I realize he's been reborn too. I remember our 20 years of love in our past life. A plane crash. And then, rebirth. "This is to save Sophia," he says. "In our past life, she was sold to a Vostmark oligarch after her father's political scandal. Not long after, she took her own life due to abuse. I can't let that tragedy happen again, so I need to get engaged to her." As he speaks, he hands me an orange prescription bottle. "If you take this, you'll forget me for a little while. You won't feel the pain. It's just seven days. Once her father's scandal blows over, you'll stop the medication and your memory will return. Then I'll end the engagement and officially propose to you." I stare at the bottle, knowing it's a lie. Not the part about Sophia's suicide. The lie is about the drug. He thinks it only causes temporary memory loss. But I know better. The suppressant causes permanent damage to emotional memory. The seven-day countdown isn't the time it takes for my memories to return. It's the time it takes for my love for him to die.

Camilla Theodore is a symbol of hate and revenge. Living as the sole survivor of an aircraft bombing makes Camilla a traumatic and regretful person. When she knows that the plane was blown up by a man named Kairav and that it has something related to the Buenos Fire Group, Camilla is determined to find the mastermind of the aircraft bombing and avenge the deaths of her friends. Kairav Alejandro is the symbol of ruthlessness. He is the real brain of the Buenos Fire Group, a company engaged in the international trade sector. He hates even the slightest mistake made by his employees. He is typically a very perfectionist, causing difficulties and inner pressure on his subordinates. Camilla manages to infiltrate by being accepted as a secretary at the Buenos Fire Group to get a moment to see Kairav shirtless. The girl wants to confirm the tattoo that is inscribed 'Kairav' that she saw on the body of the mysterious man who blew up the plane. Day after day Camilla lived to hate Kairav, devising such revenge plans, ready to be launched for Kairav if that tattoo was indeed engraved on his body. However, Camilla Theodore is a sexy girl with a mysterious charm. She never thought that her plan would be messed up by a ruthless but full of allurement like Kairav Alejandro, especially when the man appeared shirtless in front of her. Will Camilla be able to avenge him, or will she be entangled in love with Kairav? Then, can Camilla ignore her feelings when she finds out that the plane bombing that killed her friends was part of a conspiracy? Will this complicated love story end happily or will it become a sad and tragic love story?