Alisha Daniels Misfits Novels & Stories

she introduced herself. "Hi Alisia, you can call me Dannie, definitely. It's nice to meet you." I greeted. "The pleasure is all mine, trust me" she said giddily. "These are my best friends, Layla London, Janelle Wang, and Sofia Vergara" I introduced. "Hi! It's nice to finally meet you all. You're much more beautiful in person" Alisia said, her perfect smile still graced her face. My friends blushed in unison and greeted her. They looked at her the same way she looked at me; their eyes shined with their approval of her.

Ella felt insulted at this introduction and tried to cut him off many times and tell him he's going wrong; her former people weren't any sort of that. "No. You're wrong, there's nothing like this. People of Rhode Island are pretty much as human as you're." Ella said defensively. Lisa moved close to her and grasped her wavy locks in her hand lightly. "It's the color of raw blood that has appeared on your hair as well. You suck that much blood. Ewww..." Lisa made a nauseated face. Ella felt disgusted at this comment and wanted to run away from there. Far away to the deepest and darkest corner where no one could reach and saw her, and she wanted to cry.

she said, “I know I’ve made mistakes. Terrible mistakes that have hurt people – including you. But that’s why I’m here now, Crawford. To make things right again.” I wanted to believe her. I did. But the timing was just too coincidental, and everything within me said so. The biker attack last night, Stephanie’s dirty dealings, and now this? “What are you not telling me, Alisha?” I demanded quietly. “Why are you really here?” She looked away, biting her lip as if she were trying to decide whether to tell me the truth or not. When her gaze returned to mine, it sparkled with something that could have been genuine emotion—or a well-practiced counterfeit.

Ashley mumbled and took another bite from her shortcake. Before Maggie could say anything, Danielle approached them with a smirk on her face. She had her girlfriends behind her. “Hey, losers!” She called the attention of everyone to where Ashley and Maggie were seated. Ashley heaved a sigh and ignored her. She kept eating. “Why haven’t you provided your boyfriends, hun? Those murders! How could you associate yourself with them after they killed a school mate?!” Ashley sprang to her feet and before they all knew it, she threw an hot slap on Danielle’s face, throwing her face to the side.

A fierce and stubborn woman who makes Alby interested and challenged to get it. MEET ALESSIA MIKHAYLA__ is a beautiful 'secret agent' who is famous for being fierce and stubborn. Women who are free and don't like being regulated let alone being restrained seem to hate a lot of things. Including, Albyazka Stefano. Since their first meeting which could not be said to be good as well as other unexpected meetings that left a lot of bad events, Alessia's space for movement was limited. Alessia hates it. Hates the limitations of life like a pet bird because of Alby's actions as he claims to be a lover in front of the media.

Every word said via the mind-link flashed into mine, I felt anew. "By the power of the Moon goddess, by the power of Alpha Lex, my father, and by the power of the Universe, I, Daniel Trainor, Accept the duties and responsibilities of Being the Alpha of Ashgray pack. May Moon Goddess help me" Daniel vowed and I repeated the same words "By the power of the Moon goddess, by the power of Alpha Lex, and by the power of the Universe, I, Abigail Quinzel, Accept the duties and responsibilities of Being the Luna of Ashgray pack. May Moon Goddess help me" The crowd cheered, applauding and chanting " Oh Hail!"

Dolly’s Point of View I sit in the living room, Alisha Glam’s video playing on my tablet. My heart races with fury as I watch her flawless face beam with that insufferable smile that grating in my nerves. “It seems there was a misunderstanding,” Alisha says, her voice calm and cheerful as if she’s announcing the weather. “Aline Haven, the designer of the piece, reached out to me personally. She was so apologetic and professional about the entire thing. It’s clear this was just an isolated mistake, and it’s all been resolved now.”

The servant replied, "Miss Jasmine, Mr. Shaw hit Miss Tracy's handkerchief today." Three years of missing. In the fourth year, he hit. The one he hit was Tracy. It only made my four years of waiting seem even more ridiculous. "Then that's good news. Tell Mr. Shaw that as her sister, I will prepare Tracy's dowry. Once he sets a wedding date, he can send the gifts to my family." "However, Mr. Shaw said he must see you today, Miss Jasmine!" Julian stood up, his expression turning icy, but I grabbed his hand.