Angela Samota Novels & Stories

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.

☆Daniel☆ Samira had transformed into an entirely different woman, having developed a captivating allure that was matched only by her newfound directness in speech and self defense. The Samira I once knew was shy and introspective, rarely speaking up and often lost in her own thoughts. But now, in front of my screen was a woman beaming with confidence, not only acknowledging her past mistakes but also commanding the spotlight. For the first time, I witnessed Nick struggling to maintain control as a host.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

another voice chimed in, dripping with mock pity. “I’m barely twenty-one and I’ve already achieved a significant feat in my career. Vera is barely twenty-six and already an international act. Heavens, even if I were under a curse, geezzz, I pray it never gets to the level of Gilda’s!” another lady whispered, though her words carried just loud enough for everyone to catch. The table erupted with laughter at her jab, even the girl seated beside me joined in, as though cruelty was the evening’s entertainment.

Better than thinking about the way she’d looked at me when I’d pulled away. Better than thinking about the fact that, even now, I wanted to finish what I’d started. It was a lot better than the fact that I was trying my best to ignore every feeling that I had, and yet no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't. So I hit harder. “Natalia, he does not want anyone inside.” “You don't get to call me by my first name. You don't even know who I am.” “Fine then Luna, I am his beta and whether or not you want to accept it, you are going to have to listen right now.”

I didn’t want to enter his bed being his consort, and I didn’t want to find myself ruining a relationship that he has built for himself. “You seem to be upset for a woman who had the pack’s Luna by her side earlier,” a girl’s voice broke my attention as she spoke. I didn’t bother closing the door, but I had to admit, I didn’t expect anyone to approach me. “I doubt that you should be sad that she has given you an offer like the one that YOU got.” “You know nothing about who I am or what I am here…” “I know that you are an omega and I know that you are the reason that this pack’s peace was shaken.” She said, stopping me. “I’m Alana, by the way, Renata’s…”

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

The giggling and severe inability to sing was kinda getting in the way. "You know Ella," Carlos said to me, putting an arm around my shoulder as we walked back to the house half an hour later, "Have you seen the Uzbekistani economy lately?" "Umm..." I said. "No?" "Honestly, are you some kind of simpleton?" he asked, "Hey Marco! Our brother has made this girl his Luna and she doesn't even know about Uzbekistan's economy! Can you believe that?!" "Well, you better educate the woman!" Marco exclaimed.

"Do you have something against Sam? If so, I'll transfer him away." Samuel's eyes widened. "Angel!" Angela immediately pulled out her phone, ready to call her secretary and transfer Samuel to another city.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.