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The lawyer bowed to me and quickly left the room. Leonardo stepped forward, pulling a gun from his jacket and pressing it against Sophia’s temple. “You heard the Donna,” he said. “Please stand up.” Then, with a click, he opened the safe. “Having a wedding and a funeral on the same day isn’t a good omen. Don’t force me to act.” Sophia was shivering all over. She tried to stand, but her body wouldn’t respond. Then suddenly, a liquid spread beneath her. It dripped off the chair and onto the carpet, carrying a sharp, humiliating smell.

“In front of your company, your people! And Damon just stood there, defending her like she was royalty. Like she was more than what she is, a filthy Omega who was supposed to die alone in some ditch! And yet he gave her his shares. He gave her everything that he fought to build. He has been sharing things with her. The two of them spent the entire day together in their office. I'm forced to just sit back and watch them. She stares back at me. She speaks to me. She refers to me as Lysandra rather than Luna. And I'm supposed to stand back and listen? Who does she think she is?” I sat quietly in my chair, sipping from my glass of scotch. My fingers tapped against the armrest as I watched her un

Hi everybody! If you are reading this then either you stumbled upon this story or you decided to give this story a chance. And if you did either of them, then WELCOME! I hope you like this story! <3 SUMMARY: Angela Woodson; perky, buoyant and an innocent seventeen year old, who lives to make others smile. She's the kind of girl who can only love. She overlooks the bad in a person and always sees the good in him. She always helps others even if it be a bloody murderer.

He winked at me. "You are so unbelievable, Theo." ****** When I woke up the next morning, Theo wasn't with me. His side of the bed was cold which meant he was away for a long time. I got out of bed and brushed my teeth before I went down to the living room. "Andy's finally awake," I heard a very familiar person say. The only one who ever called me Andy was Xavier. I quickly turned around and I was shocked, "X-xavier." He was standing beside Theodore with a smile on his face.

My eyes scanned everyone until I found who I was looking for. ‘Fuck…’ my brother said when he also saw her. Angel was wearing a black and gold sundress that cinched around her chest, laid flat against her toned stomach, and flared out at her hips. It ended a couple of inches above her knees. The gladiator heels that had ribbons that wound up her calves made her legs look like they went on for fucking days. As if sensing our gaze, she turned her head and smiled brightly at us before making her way over.

Roderick gave it to her after he spoke with his parents and now his mother was bustling around her bed chamber fussing over the wedding dress. "I wore this dress on my wedding day, you're a might smaller than I was, so we'll be working through the night to get your measurements. Hold your arms up, dear, now don't be embarrassed we're all females and you're so beautiful. Look at your perfect skin! I hope you give me a granddaughter that looks just like you." Lady Arlene gave a genuine smile and step back to let Ann take Angie's measurements. By the time Ann was done Angie she was completely exhausted from such a long and emotional day. At dinner Roderick made everything official with the ring

“Where did you go, Milos?’ Wanda asks, placing Kayola in the hands of Petra before settling to eat. “I went to take care of some business, baby,” he informs his wife, “I am here now, don’t fret okay?” “It is alright,” she says, and they all eat. The night goes by pretty fast and soon, it is the morning of the celebration. Wanda is gorgeously dressed in a purple, stoned-to-death-as-usual dress, courtesy of Petra and Mira, and it hugs her body firmly. Kayola is also clad in a little purple princess dress, and although she is asleep all through the ceremony, she is still the cynosure of eyes at the ceremony. Despite the initial hesitation of the pack members to accept her as their own, the two

His eyes were widened to the maximum extent, his mouth was hanging open, and his complexion was completely white as if he was struck by the lightning, which dried all the blood in his body. “Albert and Rita spread the rumor about Angel’s death to save Ava’s daughter and gave her their daughter’s name.” I added the information through mind-link. I didn’t want anyone else to listen to this. Madeline will be in more danger than she already was. “Her wolf, Aurora, shifted again on the night of the attack. They attacked because that day was Real Madeline’s birthday. Aurora shifted again because.” I paused and took a deep breath. “But what?” he roared angrily while grabbing my arms.

Wendy said. “No, it’s alright, I will go. Don't worry, in the one that remembers most of the drawings right? I’ll mourn her later, first, I have to avenge her death.” West said. “Okay then. I’ll see you later.” Wendy said. West went inside to change his clothes and freshen up. She pitied West, she could not believe that Aurora whom she saw yesterday that was so full of life is dead alongside her unborn child, it was sad, really.

Now that he finally had her in the grasp of his hand, he wasn't letting the little angel go anywhere. ****** Raphaella told the doctor of all the symptoms she had, and the doctor drew blood from her and took it to the lab for testing. So, right now she was waiting in his office for the test results and Raphaella decided to call Betty. “Hey girl, what's up?” Betty asked in her usual, bright tone. Raphaella groaned. “You won't believe who my new bodyguard is.” “Who is it? Is it that hot bodyguard/ model that we always see on TV? Oh my gosh! Is it Dwayne Johnson?” Betty asked, excitedly. Raphaella rolled her eyes at Betty's bad guess.