Aflame Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

Felix who was sitting on the shot gun seat beside Azrael spoke looking at their beautiful outside plant garden,his tone easy going and jovial but Penelope didn't seem as jovial. "My name isn't pen,it's Penelope" Her tone was ordering and strict,one a boss lady would own. "Oh,my bad, sorry" He apologized rubbing slightly behind his head. [Man she's feisty] He mind linked Azrael who only passed him a short side glance. [Say that again, out loud when ALPHA'S here] Azrael replied him through mind link and this was enough to keep Felix shut,he wouldn't dare say anything as such in front of Dorian,well unless he wished to loose his limbs then maybe.

With that, he took the flask and left. After he was out of sight, Sid shot Penelope a fierce glare. "Just you wait. You'll be the one kicked off set!" Penelope sneered. "We'll see about that." Two days later, Penelope had just finished her scenes and was on the way back to Lloyd Manor when she got a call from Dylan. She turned her car around and headed to the agreed-upon cafe. The moment she walked through the door, she saw Dylan, his face beaming with a warm smile. "Penelope, I didn't expect you to actually be skilled with appraisals. I had someone appraise the flask, and it indeed turned out to be a counterfeit."

She could only sit there and wait for the flames to reach her. The room turned hotter as the flames surged forward towards her and the smoke choked her, making her cough. "Oh moon goddess." Penelope cried out. "Please protect my baby. Please... please... protect me and my child..." "Penny!" Penelope gasped, her eyes snapping open. She heard her name, and it sounded so much like Aurora's voice. Could it be? "Penelope!" Penelope burst into tears when she heard her name again. It was indeed Aurora. She suddenly had hope, hope of surviving.

Once Blanche turned around, a heavy, loud, and cold palm smacked her left cheek. "You bitch! I already said you should stay with him!" Penelope was fuming mad, she wore an A-line skirt patch with lace and a dark red off-the-shoulder blouse paired with black heels. Her hair was chopped off into a red bob cut. Blanche touched her stinging left cheek, it burns and it hurts. People passing by the building halted and gave their attention to them.

She held onto that feeling, focusing on the present moment and pushing away any doubts or fears. Penelope's escorts seemed to sense the gravity of the situation, and they rode in silence, allowing her to process her thoughts and emotions. She appreciated their understanding and support, knowing that they were there to protect her, no matter what. Despite the harsh weather, Penelope felt a sense of calmness as she rode, allowing her to reflect on her past experiences and what had led her to this point. She thought about her love for Liam and how it had given her the courage to embark on this mission, even if it meant putting herself in danger.

she spat under her breath, slamming the wheel with her palm. Her plan was simple , get to Damon’s mansion, question the maids, slip them money if needed. Someone would break, Someone always did. But just as she neared the familiar neighborhood, her eyes caught sight of a slim figure walking alone along the street. Long hair doll with beautiful hairpins youthful frame, the face illuminated briefly by a passing car’s headlights. Penelope, damon’s precious daughter. Anastasia’s lips curled into a slow, sinister smile. A thought as dark as it was tempting slithered into her mind.

The next day, while I was preparing for the auction of Embers of Myth, I received an unexpected call from a hospital in Paville. Penelope had slashed her calf. When paramedics arrived, they found her lying in a pool of blood with a wide smile on her face. She muttered to herself, "This way, Teddy will forgive me." The hospital staff said that Penelope only requested to contact me. She refused to accept any medical treatment unless I went to see her. At that moment, her wound was still bleeding heavily, soaking her in blood.

As she started to pull at the needles connected to her, she remembered something " Ana, Ariana, Oh God let it not be....." " Oh, shut it, you're being ridiculously noisy" " That's quite a nice way to say I'm good and not dead, I guess?" she said feigning anger. " When you're done with your drama, you let me know" She rolled her eyes in Penelope's mind " That's all I get for all my worry" she said unceremoniously " So which pack are we in" Penelope asked as she drew a needle out of her wrist and took a sharp breathe as the pain hit her.

Even after everything he shared with the master, he still betrayed and handed him over for money, died of course out of the weight of his atrocity. Those that needed to apologize to their offended had done that remaining one person. Michelle, knew she had a lot to say, she doubled crossed Enola and even called her a whore above all. She knew that if it was to be tabled before a parliament, she was probably going to be termed the whore because she was fully aware of the relationship between Bruno and Enola. Even if she had something to do with Bruno in the past, it was damned unofficial. But Enola came in and took over officially. She had no right to call Enola a whore because she wanted to t

Once he reached there he found Shayari and Aarif had not reached Yet as the distance from Sheerazi mansion is less than Azisha's house He bribed one of the waiters of the hotel to serve cockroaches and spiders to them. As he knew that Shayari would definitely get pissed off because of this and then when they both will leave the tent he would ruin it by burning it. He set everything like that only but his plan backfires when The tent caught fire when Shayari was still inside because the place was open. Aarhan thought she would escape but never he thought that the table would fall on her legs and trap her there. When she screamed for help he was about to go when Aarif reached there and saved h