Will Solace Angst Novels & Stories

Half-conscious, I caught the sharp scent of alcohol and felt someone fumbling with my clothes. As I struggled to resist, Lucas—drunk beyond reason—grew irritated. "Oh? Playing the chaste woman now?" he sneered. "Weren’t you desperate to carry my child before? Now that I’m giving you the chance, you’re acting all coy. What’s that supposed to mean?" His words sent a shiver down my spine. Anger surged through me, and before I could stop myself, I slapped him across the face. "Lucas Kingston! I just had a miscarriage!" My voice trembled with fury. "The doctor said I need rest—there’s no way I can go through this right now!"

“I’m also scared of losing you, Anj, but this strange feeling is alien to me.” How can I explain everything to her? I pressed my forehead to hers. “If you only knew how scared I am right now.” I took her hand and pressed her palm on my chest. “My heart is aching for you, but I don’t want to be unfair.” Angela held my hand and put my palm on her heart. “My heart has been aching since I left you. My children… they’re my reminder of you, Sky, that I once got crazy in love with the elite god who made my heart beat and will never stop beating for you.” She sniffled. “You should have just run over me with that stupid Ferrari the first time we met.”

“This is insane. My first instinct is to leave here and never come back. Yet we’re talking about exploring whatever is under here. Is it wise to do this? Or are we making things worse by doing this?” “My first instinct is to agree with you and get out of here before something extremely ominous bears down on us. However, nothing will change if we don’t do something, and my next instinct tells me from my years of study that my first instinct is being manipulated. I hate being led around like a bull being pulled by its nose ring.” Angelica stated crossly to April. April knew Angelica was angry with the situation and not her. This place was affecting everyone in one way or another.

My parents are- A sudden strike of excruciating pain shot through my chest once again, making me collapse on my knees and heave like a granny with asthma. Fuck! Not again! My thin arms lightly trembled as I weakly tried to push myself back up, only to no effect, once again finding myself in a very vulnerable moment. UGH, DAMN YOU AZRAEL AND YOUR STUPID, CLINGY ANNOYING GRACE! I angrily shouted in my mind, in that specific moment imagining myself with my hands around his neck, strangling the hell out of him. Why can’t it just...stop? Why? Why do I keep feeling like this?

So wasted that she could barely stand on her own. “Don't you ever…ever…hiccups…ever touch me!” Solange yelled with hiccups. Tears built in her eyes as she muffled her mouth. Luciano slammed the bottle on the counter. “You've…never loved me, Luciano!” “Stop it now…you are embarrassing yourself,'' Luciano said and held her by the waist. Solange scratched and clawed on him to be set free. She was causing a scene. Luciano managed to take her to the bedroom. Shoved her into the shower so she could take a cold shower and sober up.

She noticed some strangers sitting across the room watching her, so Gwen rose and introduced herself to them. "We know who you are, Ms. Anderson," replied an older lady. "We're Angela Walker's brother and sister. I'm Roberta and this is Edward. Angela has spoken about you on numerous occasions. At Christmas she made us watch some videos of you and your remarkable boyfriend. We thought she was a bit overenthusiastic, shall I say? After hearing and seeing what you and Steve Hammer accomplished today, I realize that Angela had every right to be excited and proud. She told us all about the Inauguration and how much she enjoyed it. We're pleased that she had that opportunity. Can you give us some

But they were frustrated as the angels are still not losing. Lust is suffering from the inside due to the attack from Azrael she has taken. It was like she was burning from the inside. Greed is also wounded and running low on stamina since he tried to keep up with Azrael's speed earlier, overexerting his muscles. If Sloth did not come to join him earlier, he would have been the first one to fall on the ground after thirty minutes of battling in the sky. Sloth is the only one who's still in good shape among the five.

“Have you thought about marriage, Vassily?” He returns his attention to me. He stares with an unreadable expression before answering. “I did.” He fixes himself on his seat. “You know it’s not the same as before, Cara. With our parents being dead, Angelo with his new family…” He trails in thought. Majority among our circle call Sol, Angelo. It was his nickname. It was our padre and I that only called him Sol, despite his long ass name. I knew it was Sol that irked him about the idea of having a family. It was that or the idea of loving someone. Ever since his visit to New York, it caused a rift between them. Eventually, he understood Sol, that my cousin brother only wanted to be happy togethe

I didn't want him to get hurt because that man was vile and if it wasn't for Ryson, I was going to be either dead or raped. I stared up at the ceiling until a shadow of someone made me avert my eyes quickly to the door and sighed in relief when I saw that it was Alexa, she came in and closed the door behind her. "What happened to you?" She rushed to my side and held my hand, frowning at how devastated I felt. "I had a panic attack and forgot my inhaler," I answered automatically. The name "Evange" that came out of his mouth was whispering in my head in repeat now and I wasn't concentrating on what she said next.

The color drained from Layon’s face as he suddenly remembered Angel’s mother and how she had taken her own life shortly after her husband was banished, leaving Angel alone in the Alpha pack. “Shit, Angel, I’m…”he began to apologize again only to break off when Angem’s head suddenly whipped up. It appeared she had reached the end of her tether. Her charcoal eyes had turned to amber, glowing angrily even as she curled back her lips to reveal that her fangs were now protruding from her gums. “Just go!” she snarled at him, her claws scraping the box she was holding once more. An instant later she shook her head as if shaking off her wolf and all returned to normal, though her voice was still men