Novel & Cerita Victoria De Angelis

I will get back to you “ Michal looked at her in anger “who.. are you exactly??” “Angle , you can call me Angel grace “ she smile at him cutely “so you are miss grace “He spoke smiling “seems like you heard of me , well I was waiting for the day I get my hands on you., too tired of killing those Lowe lives and peaks “ She spoke wiping her hands. “Are you talking about my men “A slight growl was heard in his voice. He advanced towards her, But she didn’t move back. She smirked and dug her heel in his right toe making him fall. “oh, I totally forgot your one of those peaks. No different. (she bent down)” what you thought you can touch me .Angel got up and Michal free hand was about to reach

the lady added. “So you did cheat on your girlfriend?” I snapped coming inside the room, my fist clenched in anger. “Micheal,” Allen called. His mouth open in shock. “You shouldn't be here.” “You were the one that cheated on her and you made me frame her, do you have any idea the damage you have caused, no…that I have done to that innocent woman,” I paused, turning to the lady. “Who are you?” I questioned walking closer to her. “Joan?” I called.

She attacked my lips and in a swift move, she was straddling me, her hands in my hair. Camila, Camila, Camila. Camila Brinx- Camorra. Deep, open mouthed kisses, mixed with the cool air of the night, a dream. Our lips felt perfect against each other, she felt perfect in my arms. The sound of the ocean now rushing, or maybe that was my blood rushing through my veins, kick starting my adrenaline. Whenever I'm with Camila, it's like a fever dream.

Angel asked, "What's wrong, Victoria?" "Y-you..." Victoria mumbled. "Pardon?" The woman returned Victoria's puzzled look. "Do you know her, Victoria?" asked Angel. Victoria quickly regained her senses and shook her head in response. She looked at the woman again and said, "I'm sorry, Miss." "She's one of my colleagues and juniors. She's a new model and internet celebrity. Her name is Lexie Oriaga." Angel introduced the woman, which made Victoria stiffen. "Angel, I'm sorry, I must go to the toilet first." Without waiting for Angel's reply, Victoria left immediately.

Her tongue was too sensitive to know the quality of cheap wine with just one taste. "The quality of the wine is poor. Is the money they received for selling a favorite princess, unable to serve the best wine?" Angel monologued, swirling the glass and then dumping the contents. "Angelica Gabriella Christopher. I can't believe I'm meeting you," a socialite woman approached Angel and presumptuously sat at the same table as him. "Who gave you permission to sit here," Angel said with a sharp look in her eyes, making the socialite woman stand up again without prompting.

Then suddenly, She twisted Victoria’s wrist backward viciously producing a sharp crack sound. Victoria cried out in pain. “Aahh!” Angela leaned closer to her ear, her voice dropping into a lethal whisper. “I am your Luna, Victoria Woodbead. And you are in no position to speak to me this way anymore.” Every word dripped with dominance. Victoria trembled in pain while trying to free herself. Angela tightened her grip harder. “So listen carefully.” Her eyes flashed. “The next time you speak with that filthy mouth toward me, I will break more than your wrist.” Then Angela shoved her away violently.

I kept staring at Angel, who was completely immobile while the doctors were working over her. After around ten minutes, the doctors step back. "Mr. Victor, it is the second time that the same thing has happened," the doctor said but I stayed silent. "She has had a panic attack again, and her blood pressure is too high. I can't see a major change in her weight. There is no improvement in her strength. I am not sure what's happening in your life but if things continue like this, then she can lose her mental balance or any more bad things could happen to her."

It was a very huge store, with a million dresses, it smelt of fresh roses and pastry. “good day ladies” a tall lady greeted us the moment we walked into the store, she wore a suit and had a pair of spectacles hanging off her nose. “Miss Romero” she added with a smile. “and you must be miss Santiago, Romans fiance”. I smiled at her. It was funny though that her store was named after my fathers name.

Silas joked. My mate unwrapped herself from me, before bowing her head. “Prince Kieran.” “Hello Azuela! I see you’ve met your mate,” Kieran smiled. Even her name is beautiful. “Uh, what’s going on here?” I asked. “You must be Prince Angelo Del Gadio. My name is Angelina Wisteria, Silas’ mate. You know Kieran, and this is his mate Dahlia McCormick, a werewolf,” she hinted. She is exceptionally beautiful; not as beautiful as Azuela, but beautiful nonetheless.

“Right.” Angel wasn’t giving in on this. Attraction notwith-standing, she knew what she was doing here was the right thing to do. It was important to her. To the planet. Mariana wasn’t going to win, not now. No matter how many times in the past her sister had managed to come out smelling like a hibiscus, this time, Angel had Right on her side. “Look, Mariana. I know what I’m doing. I’ve studied them for selinos.”