Novel & Cerita Angela Camacho

"Hi, I'm Micah." Micah stretched out her hand to Angelina. "How about a hug?" Angelina asked with a smile. "Ah, my bad." Micah smiled as they both got into a hug. "Nice to meet you," Micah said as they disengaged the hug. "You too. I'm Angelina Bianchi." Lina introduced herself. "You look stunning too... I'm sure Adam has a good eye." Micah complimented and Angelina blushed a bit

A student handed her a leaflet. "Angelique Carpio is an illegitimate child of Angelo Tan and Athena Carpio. She was abandoned by her father because of their status; they came from a completely different world. Angelo is a business Mogul, while Athena is his executive secretary, the reason they had an intimate relationship. When Angelo learns that Athena got pregnant, he abandons her immediately and throws them in Davao City, where she originally lives. Athena failed to do her mission which is to be part of the Tan's empire and hoping to get out of poverty."

END OF FLASH BACK That was Angel's mother, Aracelt wondered what Angel's mother was doing here? Was she also entangled in the drug business? no, Aracely knew that was less likely to be the case. Bola Hampton seemed to sophisticated too want to dabble into anything like that. But then again, they had been friends for a while, and I

She tried a couple of times and it all went to voicemail "What is going on? Why is Camila's phone off? She had never turned off her phone before?" she thought and decided to call Isabella "Hello Isabella, how are you?" she said as soon as the call connected "I am good Mrs Garcia. How is everyone?" Isabella asked "All good. Have you spoken to Camila lately?" she asked "Not really. Last I heard from her was two days ago," she replied suddenly feeling concerned "Have you tried calling her?" Mrs Garcia asked

Angela's current condition is very worrying. ***

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

That made me chuckle again and get a confused look from my brothers, I only shook my head letting them know I will tell them later. She ran towards him making him shift at once and try to block her attack but it was no use. She was too fast and too strong for him to be able to fight back. It was over in minutes his blood dripped down her mouth and she was covered in it over her head, shoulders and front paws. His mate was screaming from feeling him dying, Kenny shifted back and stomped over to her slapping her hard bringing her screaming to a complete stop. She was still fuming and her anger could be felt for miles I was sure, "You sat in that pack house pretending to be this packs Luna, tur

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

“We are performing two surgeries at the same time! Can you make it until 9:20?! Feeling dizzy, I still managed to stand up and do my routine while talking on the phone. “Just make it stable, I am coming.” As I start driving, realizations strike me. Maybe, I was really born to steal someone’s property, as my name. STELLA, STEAL. I am Stella Louisse Ocampo, a cardiothoracic surgeon. Funny, how I can literally stitch others heart when I cannot even fix my own.