Get Ready…

Hi, lovely souls!

Today begins the first day of my promoting an amazing project. A project that I am a part of. 

😀 That’s right. I’m going to be included in this project. I’m nervous, excited, and trying not to overwhelm myself.

Oh, I’m writing. Faster than the speed of light and sound, LOL. Well, as fast as I can. Time is of the essence.

Now, I’m not going to keep you in suspense any longer. From the creative mind of author Kassana Dwight, I give you….



Totally excited to add my contribution to this amazing collaboration!

More on my novella soon 😉

Until next time, lovely souls!

Keep flying high!




Love is…

Hi, lovely souls! I hope you all are well!

As we close out the first month of this new year, I have some news to share with you. So, get ready to read 🙂

Firstly, this month has been quite a struggle for me as far as getting the words on the page. I had a plan, and the plan shifted so much that I almost gave up with one series. After a conversation with a couple of people, I finally decided to sit down and begin this series.

I’m sure you all remember the story I posted on Wattpad. If you don’t or are not aware, no worries. The first book in the series (yes, it’s a series now 😉 ) is going to be in the works soon (as in today).

I truly believe that the world (and more importantly) the romance community needs my stories. I believe that I need my stories. They need to be written, completed, and in your hands.

And they will be.

Thank you all for hanging in there with me as I write.

I promise I will keep you posted on my progress. I’m looking forward to sharing the LOVE SO… SERIES world with you all.

I hope you will be, too 😉

Until next time!

Keep flying high…

XOXO Angel


Happy New Year! (Plus a free read)

Hi, lovely souls. Happy 2017. I know I’m a bit late ringing in the new year here but never fear. I’m back, and I’m bearing gifts in the form of a freebie. A short story posted below.

I hope you all enjoy it. Remember feedback is much appreciated.

Until next time. Keep flying high.




She was… everything. And then, she left. She didn’t just leave the one guy who had her back- not to mention her best interest. But she left the whole damn state. Packed up her shit without so much as emailing a brotha.

No cards. No smoke signals. Just complete silence. For years!

The last thing Nigel remembered her doing was grinning up at him for the picture his parents wanted them to take together. Little had he known he would be their last. So he smiled down into her gorgeous, slanted, sea-green irises, holding her tightly, as his parents both snapped the photo with their Smartphones. It was graduation day- warm yet cool because of the fall breeze that surrounded them. The day they both marched across the stage, shook President Warner’s hand, and both turned their tassels to the left. The diploma pickups would come some eight weeks later, but Nigel hadn’t cared. Bachelor’s Degree in Science, majoring in Psychology. They both had done it. Had finished. Had graduated and would be moving on to the next steps in their lives.

Hopefully together.

She had run off later, claiming that she spotted a far-off friend- one that she needed to catch up with. She hadn’t promised that she would be back, but Nigel waited anyway. Waited for the moment when he would see her face again, see that beautiful smile of hers. Hear her voice.

But she never showed.

Later that evening, the party that his family had planned was well underway when the doorbell rang. He yanked the door open, clad in a pair of gray sweatpants that hung loosely over his hips, some black, Nike socks, and a white beater. His heart pounded through his eardrums.

There was no one there to greet him. His large eyes scanned his surroundings. Not a single soul to his left nor right. Something told him to look down, so he did, his toes wiggling slightly.

A single, white lily lotus pad sat floating in a large, glass bowl on his front porch.

He scoffed, shaking his head before picking up the bowl. Closing the door with his right hip, and locking it with his right hand, he carried the bowl into the kitchen.

That was her goodbye, and she wasn’t coming back.


My mother always told me to watch out for the boys who smiled at you. The ones who made your heart race and you feel butterflies? Those were the ones she warned that I should stay away from. The problem was all of them smiled- except my Daddy. And he was the best man that I’d seen.

Still, I listened to her. Took her advice and kept my head down all my life- when it came to men and dating. Because all of them smiled, offering me things- like money and to ‘meet my needs. I turned every single one of them down. And I didn’t regret it for a second. Half of them were probably prodding me just because I was smart and decent-looking. I didn’t have for anyone to hold me back.

Even now, my mother’s been gone for years, and I’m still taking her advice. Sure, I opened up to myself, allowed myself to know what it meant to kiss a man…

But I still kept my head down, my legs closed, and my heart locked away in my chest.

Had to be that way.

The one boy I almost broke the rules for… nearly destroyed me. Destroyed any chance I ever had of becoming successful. He looked at me like I was everything to him, even though he claimed we were ‘just friends’. That’s where we needed to stay, because every time I looked into his eyes, I felt something. Something inside of me moved. I felt lighter underneath his gaze. And that scared me.

After meeting and damn-near loving Nigel Flint, I ran… as fast as I could. Far, far away.

And I hadn’t looked back…

Until now.





Surely my eyes had to be playing tricks on me, and my nose, too. I blinked rapidly. Yep. My eyes were most definitely playing tricks on me; my nose doing the absolute most.

The way that scent- her scent- careened up my nostrils so… effortlessly… long before my brain registered the fact that we were in the same vicinity? Nah. I either was dreaming or my mind was playing tricks on me. I inhaled; honey and cinnamon overtook my olfactory nerve. I closed my eyes, racking my brain as to my why my senses had chosen that scent.

Lily’s scent.

Surely she wasn’t here. Surely she was long gone, far away from her hometown. Far away from me. She couldn’t possibly be here- at the very coffee shop where we shared our first deep conversation over scones, lemon poppy seed muffins, and glasses of white and chocolate milk.

As I opened my eyes, the barista behind the register blinked at me- his lips moving, an impatient scowl on his face.

“Are you going to order anything, or are you just going to stand there looking like you’re having a spiritual encounter or some shit?”

I uttered a low “sorry” before stepping out of the line, my feet carrying me towards the restroom near the back, left side of the café. As soon as I turned on one of the three sinks, I splashed water on my face, letting the ice cold slap against my heated skin. Glancing at myself in the mirror, I took several deep breaths.

Focusing solely on inhaling and exhaling, my body began to relax.

I closed my eyes and opened them a few seconds later, trying to command my brain to focus on reality. Dabbing my face and drying my hands with a few brown napkins, I tossed them into the trashcan on my way out.

As soon as I rounded the corner, my feet stopped moving.

Cinnamon and honey.

The scent was back.

That meant…



I honestly hoped and prayed that I had been dreaming. But that wasn’t the case. The evidence stood right before my eyes.

She was staring right at me. She even looked the same. Not much had changed since I had last seen her. Except for the fact that her hair was platinum blonde and rested at the tops of her shoulders. In essence, she was still the same Lily…

When she smiled wearily at me- her eyes growing wide, nearing turning into flying saucers- I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what I should do next.

I just stood there- inches away from the woman who captured my heart five years ago- barely breathing. Everything around me faded as I watched Lily take several steps towards me, closing the empty space between us. Her scent filled my nostrils yet again, and this time, it took everything in me not to pull her into my arms.

You’re pissed at her, remember? My brain reminded me, as my right hand twitched. I slid both hands into the front pockets of my jeans, my thumbs hooking around the front belt loops. Glancing down at her, I waited for a moment.

My lips parted, the words about to leave my mouth. My eyes landed on her black, boot-clad feet, as I watched her shift her from her right foot to her left.

She licked her lips while looking into my eyes.

“Can I buy you a scone and some milk?”

I smirked.

We needed to start somewhere.

“Sure, Lily.”



Why’d you leave, Lily? That was the first thing out of his mouth. I hadn’t even had a chance to sit down and get settled, let alone take a bite of my lemon poppy seed muffin. I kind of expected him to cut straight to the heart of the matter. In truth, that was the reason for this impromptu sit-down.

My sudden disappearing act five years ago was the reason he…

Was he mad?

Did he hate me?

I sighed, looking into his eyes, while my fingers wrapped around the muffin.

“I want the truth, Lily.”

And he would get it. He wanted the truth that I owed him? He would surely get it.

“Do you hate me?” I needed to know before we went any further; before I gave him a valid reason for me to despise him.

He half-chuckled, half-scoffed under his breath.

“You know I don’t, Lily. Tell me why you left and stop stalling.”

Nervously biting my lip, I exhaled a shaky breath. My hands trembled as I lifted the muffin to my lips, biting. After washing the bite down with a huge gulp of chocolate milk, I found his eyes on me.

“You remember Jonas’ party the week before we graduated, right? The frat party in the dorms?”

His eyes lit up with recognition. “Yeah. I remember Jonas’ party. Why? Something happen to you that night?”

I paused, taking in his demeanor.


And something else…



He was scared…

“Your voice just cracked, Ni. Your voice never cracks, unless you’re hiding something.” I took my hands from around my muffin and sat both my palms on the small table facing upwards.

“I have no idea-”

“He tried to rape me that night. Jonas did. He slipped some sorta drug into my drink that night. You weren’t anywhere around. I needed you, and you were off screwing some bitch!” I hissed, my voice low. “I needed my best friend that night, but you weren’t there. You probably knew he was gonna do it, too.”

“Bullshit! You know I would never put you in harm’s way!”

He leaned in closer, closing the space between us, placing his hands over mine. I could feel his heated breath ghosting over my skin.

“You knew, Nigel. Just admit it. You knew he went after me, and you never said anything. You never said sorry. You never said-”

My skin was hot, as tears drifted down my cheeks. I snatched my hands away, my head turning away from him.

“I never said sorry, because I didn’t know, Lily! I didn’t know my sleazy best friend, who I thought was my boy was ever gonna betray me like that. I never knew he even liked you like that!”

“C’mon, Nigel. Now, you’re lying. You knew. He must’ve told you in one way or another. But you knew. A man doesn’t look at another’s man’s friend and not want her.”

“Jonas sure as hell didn’t want you, Lil. Not saying that you’re not attractive or nothing-”

I scoffed, turning to face him.

“What a lovely thing to say. Keep digging your own grave, Nigel Flint. Just keep digging.”

I slid my chair back, my fingers wiping the tears from my face. I needed to get out of here. I needed to get away from him.

“Do you still talk to Jonas?”

“Hell no. No!” he spat, like I had slapped him.

In truth, I wanted to. Badly.

“Why not?”

“Because he got locked up for raping this one chick, months after you left…” his voice trailed off, and his eyes looked far away, like he was remembering something.

I didn’t say anything. I just waited on the weight of his words to sink in.


“Justice was served. That’s all I wanted. Good on you that you’re not cool with him anymore. I just… You asked me why I left. I didn’t trust you after that. I still don’t. You know Momma was in the hospital our graduation day. She’s doing a lot better. That’s another reason I left. I had to take care of her.”

He rose to stand before I did, practically tugging me into his arms, his large body pressing into mine. I struggled against him but he just held me tighter.

“Let me be here for you now, Lily. Let me be the best friend that you need,” he whispered against the shell of my right ear, while placing a gentle kiss in the middle of my head.

That was the very moment I broke down in his arms, letting everything go. I didn’t say anything once he let me go. I couldn’t say anything. Even though I cried on his shoulder, released it all- as I’m sure he did as well- I still had my guard up.

“Let me be everything you always wanted me to be, Lily.”

My eyes grew large, as I snatched my purse and my messenger bag. Walking towards the door of the café as quickly as my feet would carry me, I walked and I didn’t look back.





I really couldn’t face him after that, so I found myself sitting in my car, with the windows rolled all the way down, my face in my hands. Even more tears streamed from my eyes, and the sobs racked my body, causing me to shake.


The summer heat didn’t do much to aid with calming me down. My inner body temperature was through the roof. I exhaled, glancing to my right, towards Nigel jogging towards my car.

Great. He’s probably coming over here to get to me talk some more.

His hands rested along the edge of the driver’s side door, his fingers curling around the frame. He stuck his head inside, the left side of his lip lifting up slightly, showing off his dimple.

“What do you want, Nigel?”

His voice was deep, serious. His eyes were dilated as he opened his mouth.



The feel of her mouth on mine was enough to make me shiver. I groaned, cupping her ass cheeks in my hands, before lifting her up, pinning her against my bedroom wall.

“You..” she started, sighing against my neck, before planting a kiss against the right side, “do know we need to talk about this-”

“Talk my ass. I love you. You still love me,” I growled, moving us both over to the edge of my bed, before tossing her lightly onto the burgundy sheets. “I plan on letting our bodies do some talking.”

I winked her at, before pulling my wife beater over my head, tossing it on the floor. I was on Lily again before she even had a chance to respond. She giggled, as my hands and lips slid slowly down her body.

She knew I was right. We still loved each other. Five years without each other was more than enough.

No sense in wasting any more time.


© Angel Mystique 




Hi, lovely souls! 

I hope all of you are well! I was hoping to have LOVE SO BEAUTIFUL (at least the first chapter) out to you by December 1st. And it may still be a possibility if I can incorporate edits like crazy. LOL.

Knowing me, I’ll take my time and really focus on getting you the best story possible. The first draft that I hand-wrote in a week was just the start for me. And I was so happy to just be finished with a book. (Go take a look at my Hi, I’m Angel Mystique post to read my writing journey, if you haven’t already.) I now realize the real work begins- editing my novella into a story that not only I love but that you love as well.

Just wanted to keep you posted, lovely people!

Fingers crossed that I reach my intended release date.

Until next time!

Keep flying…


Coming soon…

Hi, lovely readers!

Yes! I cannot believe that in 9 days, I will be sharing my first (ever) completed book with you all. Here’s a quick cover reveal and a little taste of chapter one!

You can follow me on Wattpad, as I will be posting daily chapters that will run from 1 December 2016 until its completion- roughly mid-December.

LOVE SO BEAUTIFUL is my first work, but I can guarantee you, it won’t be my last. This is just the beginning, and I wanted to share my humble beginning with all of you.

This is my ‘thank you’ to you, lovely souls!

Until next time,

Keep flying…



Hi! I’m Angel Mystique…

Welcome to my website!!!!! Take a look around.

Here is a bit of my writing journey….
As I truly embark upon taking writing seriously… Well, shall I say, taking my God-given gift as a writer- and now author- seriously, allow me to first tell you how I came to be where I am today.
My journey started long before I was birthed into the world. Before my face or name became real to the Earth, my mother instilled in me a love for reading, which fostered (and still fosters) my love and passion for writing.
At the tender age of eight years old, I picked up a pencil and some college-ruled notebook paper and wrote my very first novel. No, it won’t be seeing the light of day. Why, you ask? It was stolen- along with some many books I had collected and been given over the years- when I moved from my childhood home to the house where I currently reside.

Nevertheless, it was 300 pages, maybe more.
Since that time, I have tried and failed and tried and failed (until recently) to complete a first draft. There were bits and pieces that I saved onto a USB drive for many years, along with tons of visuals for characters I had in mind. During early 2013, the “faithful” USB that I had… Well, when I went to insert it into my laptop, everything I had on there was instantly erased… gone. And I do mean EVERY. SINGLE. THING.
I cried, cried some more… Then once the shock passed, I remembered that I had some stories handwritten in my closet downstairs. I had to start all over, and it wasn’t a fun process. To date, my stories and characters and ideas keep evolving. Thank God for discovering Google Drive! Only two older ideas from back then still exist today: an erotic series and a series set in Hollywood. Both of them will contain love stories or romances.
Fast forward, as of today, November 19, 2016, I have finally completed my very first manuscript. Handwritten… in seven days. 20,223 words. From October 1- October 8, I wrote… and accomplished my lifelong goal- finishing a story! (Seriously, it’s on my vision board!) ☺ I don’t know when it will be published, but one day, my very first milestone will be published and in your hands.

As of now, I am working on plotting my second work.
As completing my second college degree comes to a close, (Thank You, GOD!) October through December 10, 2016 is definitely going to be a wild ride; one that I am so ready for!
From eight until now, I finally feel like an author! (Even though in 2015, I published my first poetry book via LuluPress… but still.)
A lifelong goal of mine… A DREAM… has finally been accomplished, and I’m ready to keep adding finished works to my list. Stories that will one day be in your hands, dear reader.
Why not use my gift that God has blessed me with to touch your life as well? Because, that’s all I really want anyway- for my words and stories and characters to touch you… possibly even change the way you think… if but for a moment.
Oh, and I want you to love and fall in love, and be in love over and over… 😉 I am a romance and love story writer after all.
There’s so much more I’m leaving out of my journey, but you have the gist of it now.
Wish me luck? I’ll be wishing you and sending you all the magic pixie writing dust I can send your way!