Angela Camacho Novels & Stories

Alpha Jackson POV Dammit, I can’t believe how things turned out. That damn Caleb Sweeting was still haunting me. All these years, I had thought he was dead. Instead, he had been waiting to exact his revenge. His mate had been a beautiful woman, she had been hard to resist. I met her before I met my dear Luna. Beta Gregory and I were much younger then and perhaps some would say selfish men. If we saw something we liked, we usually took it. And usually there were never any complaints.

“ Alright ! thank you . “ said madam Diana and entered with Damian inside the house . When they entered inside , the passed through the living room and followed the servant taking them to the garden where madam Laura was . They went to the garden and noticed madam Laura , sitting on the chair with Angelo drawing next to her . Angelo raised his head and noticed Damian immediately . He got up from his chair and headed towards his direction . Madam laura was surprised to see Angelo so excitedly rushing towards Damian . “ Damian ! “ said Angelo and rushed to hug him . “ Little kid , how have you been ? “ asked Damian hugging him back with a smile . When looking at Angelo , madam Diana felt that

Angelica stood in front of Paige in defense. "You!!" Mistress Gonzales frowned at Angelica (Shelby) "Why don't you act like a mother and free you child already," Angelica snorted at her "Who are you to lecture me about how I train my daughter? Why don't you focus on your dying mother Instead of butting into people's business Angelica Valencia?!" "Mrs Gonzales Taylor. You wrenched bitch!" Angelica cursed angrily "You!" The mistress slapped her immediately. "Take her, infact, take the two of them and make sure the men takes them for tonight."

He is highly respected despite not having reached the age of 23. I turn 19 in a few days, and the pack prepares a big, "not that a surprise" party. I pretend I don't know. This is now my life. I didn't go to college. I could have, but why? What I have is much more important than a degree that would be useless to me as Luna. I suffered a lot. I gave up everything, but ultimately, what the Moon Goddess chooses for us always turns out to be the right thing. I am Angel, the Luna of the Lycan Moon Pack, and there's nothing else in the world I'd rather be.

Angela was surprised to see such an elegant lady in the Monteros, since she doesn't look anything like the women she had seen with Antonio. Her fierce cold aura was rather more familiar to Antonio. The lady stared at Angela from her head down to her feet as if she was measuring her. “Angela, is it?" Angela nodded. She stepped into the room while Angela closed the door,still unsure who she is or what she wants from her. “I am Riley Montero”. Angela's eyes widened. “Oh my goodness, I didn't know”. “Exactly you don't know anything about us..about Anthonio,things like you don't know anything about high class people,do you even have the internet? You are nothing but a low born ,born of a low life

he cut her off " get out this Alexa....get out!" he screamed at her " i'll go...but I'm sorry -wait a minute what are you doing here?" she asked me " I just came to -uh" I looked at George for help and he looked like he wanted to be the good guy for once but to hell with that" I'm actually Shamika Williams, and I'm here to obviously see my man" I said,george looked at me side ways " alright -youre Shamika...aka Angela? alright -im out, Goodluck Connel" she said to George with tears running down her face as she got out the house

please note that James St patrick in this story line will also be called Jamie or Ghost st patrick and Angela will also be called Angie Paz is Angela's best friend Aaron is Paz's son,Tommy is James Elder brother and Kanan is James smaller brother and Tasha is James cousin. Angela Valdez was a gorgeous 25 year old orphan a typical ordinary female who is notorious for her clumsiness, she had recently completed her college education on that day she met Jamie St Patrick,a bold and arrogant billionaire,However in an absurd circumstance.

“I can help her. Why don’t you get those hardworking men a piece of cake while I clean her sleeve?” The maid hesitated. “It’s all right,” Angela assured the maid, realizing the woman had gone to great lengths to get her alone. “It was my fault. We’ll be fine.” Still looking doubtful, the maid nodded and left. Marissa then turned to the stylish woman and held out her hand. “I’m Angela Valdez.” The woman lifted a brow. “Don’t you mean Herrera? I’m Chanel Langston, General Menendez’s fiancée. Let me see what I can do about that stain.”

JILLIAN My body is shaking a bit while my hand is forming a fist as he walks towards me holding the woman by the waist. So, it is how he holds a woman he likes. The woman smiled at me and I’m forced to reciprocate that smile though I’m so broken. I’m jealous. “Jillian, she is Carina, my woman,” Angelo spoke. My world felt like it stopped spinning. I can’t believe what he just said. I forced to maintain my composed self and act as normal as possible.