When Angels Cry Novels & Stories

Raina touched a picture of Jasmine’s mother on a bookshelf. Gabriel stopped her from touching anything further, grabbing her wrists, leading her back to the door. “You can leave now. Jasmine isn’t here.” Raina looked surprised then. “She hadn’t come back home to you? Hmm what a shame. I assumed you knew she came to me at the club earlier that’s why I thought she would be here by now. Did you have a fight?” Gabriel wanted her to leave then. She was getting too many clues that he didn’t want to give away. Raina was all knowing and could clearly see what transpired between them just by the look on Gabriel’s face. “You do know what happens if an Angel sins don’t you? You will never be able to go

Even though he wanted to keep stopping at this place so he could reminisce about Beverly and think he owned the whole Beverly just by reminiscing about the good times they had. Without realizing it, someone was standing in the doorway, watching him. Jackson turned around and intended to take a towel and take a shower and return to Paris. The quarantine period is up. He didn't need to reminisce about Beverly anymore. After all, didn't he himself want her to get away from him? Then why did he now hope that Beverly was looking for him? Long life! A person Jackson was thinking about suddenly magically appeared in front of him. Jackson swallowed his saliva roughly. There, three paces away, stood

A silence would form, with only rain to fill the void, but my reins were not under control. — Your house has almost no windows... Are you a vampire? — I whispered. — I don't think so, Angel. He looked at me lying on the bed, covered by his sheets and dressed in his clothes. He didn't seem to mind. — I like it when you call me Angel... In his voice it seems to sound more...—I took a deep breath, closing my eyes and losing myself in my reasoning. — I don't know...

Angel continued to search her gaze. "Humour me…" "Is just as you said," she replied. Anger flared in his eyes and her lips trembled. "Is that so?" "Yes!" she enunciated with gritted teeth. "Why then are you crying, Nadie?" he asked with a mocking tilt of his lips. "Let me go, Angel." "Now you want me to let you go? A minute ago you were begging me to fuck you and never stop!" he growled in a low tone, leaning into her so his lips brushed hers.

I want to stay with you as long as I live. Arin - Yes. Off course. Why not. You are just mine. In night Arin thinking that he is an angel. If he will marry with Isla then he loss his all power. But he love Isla and want to marry with her. The God and all angles seeing all things. They decide to talk with Arin about Arin and Isla. It was a full moon night. Angels come to their true form on this night and they cannot assume any other form on this night.So,Arin locked him in a cave.

Seth? He gestured toward the car. "He wants to see you. Now." I took a step back instinctively, shaking my head. "No… no, I can't. I don’t even know him that well. Why would he want to see me?" The man's expression softened slightly. "He said you’d say that. He also said to tell you that his niece, Angel, hasn't eaten since you left." The world seemed to tilt under me. "What?" "She refuses food. She’s been crying since morning."

"We're in this now. All of us. For Gabriel. For the boy." She closed her eyes. A shudder ran through her whole frame. And then, for the first time since I'd met her in that glittering hell, Angel cried. Not the frantic, terrified tears of before, but deep, silent, soul-wracking sobs that shook her slender body. She didn't make a sound, but the tears streamed down her face, cutting through the grime and the bruises, a flood of pain held back for far too long.

I continued, “If you and my brother are fucking, I swear I will have your blood on my hands. I’ve killed hundreds of people before, you’ll just be another one of them. You should never long to see me angry, ever?” Angel started shaking at the mention of me killing people. She struggled letting her sobs come out, I was still blocking her windpipe. She was on the brink of collapsing, so I let her go. I'm not planning to kill her, at least as of yet. I watched her grasp for air, holding her throat. After she balanced the oxygen in her body, she started wailing. “If you don't open this door now Ace, I'm going to break it. Leave Angel alone, it's not her fault!” Luis mumbled, still fighting a los

Angela's eyes snapped open at a point, and she burst into a loud cry mixed with uncontrollable coughing. Antonio cursed loudly for her to hear. “You wanted to be Diana so much, but you can't even be half of what she is”. Angela's eyes were soaked with tears, she coughed and brushed the tears off her face. Her chest is heavy with fear and pain. Her red eyes were soaked and wide. What is she crying for? She signed up for this. She wanted him to treat her like Diana, and now she wants to be pitied? Suddenly, she felt his fingers dig into her scalp and grabbed a handful of hair.

I tore off his tie and pressed it against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. “Hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.” “No… I can feel it… I’m not going to make it…” He lifted his ruined left hand and, with blood-soaked fingers, touched my face. “Rachel… can you forgive me?” I sighed and said, “I forgive you, Victor Medici.” A brilliant light exploded in his eyes, like he was burning through the last of his life. “I love you… Rachel… I really do… One last time… I want to hear you say it again… say you love me…”