Angela Samota Novels & Stories

He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning. " ok Samira scored 13 from Alexis, 15 from branny, 12 from xandra and finally 10 from dreams which gave her the sum of 50 in total......... a round of applause for her" the m.c said and the students clapped their hands, while some others who hates Samira never bothered about clapping their hands. " and our beloved Nicki, scored 20 form Alexis, 20 from branny, 19 from xandra and lastly 15 from dream which gave her the total sum of 74" the m.c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming.

"It's okay, you've been excused already" "Excused?" "I already informed Agnia that you wouldn't be available. Nobody will question your absence, just relax" she explained. Her words puzzled me. Has she already informed Agnia? She spoke with so much authority like someone who had a lot of power in the pack. "Who are you?" I asked. "I'm Samantha. You can just call me Sam," she smiled. " I know you are Frost. You are quite popular around here" she giggled. I knew exactly why she said that so I didn't question her.

Alex said, emphasizing the title and he chuckled when fire flashed in his friend's blue depths. Let Damien wonder what he was going to do in Ariel's room. Let Damien think about it all day long. Maybe it would get him to admit that he was a jealous territorial bastard when it came to the maid he so claimed he hated. Alex laughed at the thought. It would be a sight to see. Elle would most certainly lose her mind. "Beta Alex," a bright-eyed maid greeted, smiling and glancing at Alex underneath long, dark lashes. "Samantha," Alex gave a curt nod before continuing.

she replied and threw her cap on the chair "About that job, what is the deal really," she asked Camila got closer and sat down next to her mother. "The truth is, Mrs Carter offered me that job so I will stay away from Ethan. If I decline, I will go missing," she replied "That witch and I you sure, she will stay away from you once you go to Seattle?" she enquired "Yes, she is sending me some money for my upkeep," she replied "Do you have any proof?" her mother asked "Yes," she replied and showed her mother an amount Mrs Carter transferred to her account

I tried to ignore them, but Josephene leaned toward the woman beside her and said, “She probably practiced for years just to impress him. It seems that this was all part of her plan. She somehow built her way to get here.” “Impress who?” I asked, and the room shifted. “The Alpha,” Josephene said with a smile that was too sweet to be innocent. I stared at her. “Because obviously the first thing I thought as a child learning piano was that one day I would be sold into a stranger’s estate and need to impress him,” I said, and a few girls laughed. Josephene’s smile faded, and Helena turned to face us. “Do we have a problem?” she asked. “No,” I said, though the tension in the room did not disappe

That deep voice saying Enough in a Russian accent has done more than what he's done in English. What is sexier than a man who can speak different languages? Focus Ashanti. My phone beeped with a message from Caleb, confirming our invitations. I quickly sent a message back, telling him thanks and that I owe him whatever he wants from me. He replies with a fuck out of my life for a year. “Good, you better bring that accent with you. Something tells me you're going to need it, Mr. Domino, " I say, waving my phone in the air.

My Samira. ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎

Smith throws himself running through the door. "What's up, Christopher?" "Who is this woman and what does she do here?!" Christopher, as it came clear, doesn't move his intimidating gaze from me. He speaks through teeth and his whole cold vibe gives me shivers. "Chris, this is Veronika Hughes. She's the trainee you're assigned to work with." "No. No, no, no!" Christopher raises his hands in disagreement and moves his murdering look from me to Jason. "Christopher, you don't really have a choice."

The woman smiled at him, “What a very romantic prince you remain as.” “Ofcourse.” Cleoffe replied. I froze when the woman’s gaze found mine. She wrinkled her brows then smiled, “And who is this beautiful young lady we have here? A princess, perhaps? Or are you Miss Sachiel’s daughter? You somewhat resemble her when she was at your age.” I glanced at Cleoffe then looked at the woman, “G-Good Evening, m-ma’am… I-I’m Angela Santos.” “She’s my girlfriend.” Said Cleoffe.

I got the feeling that something is about to happen as I loo at Mera to see her smirking cunningly as she looks at me. “Again my name is Sammuel Miguel. I am a famous pianist in England. I have a best friend who is far more amazing and talented than I. He taught me everything I know. His name is Jerwel Prime. SHE… is his cunning gold-digging wife.” He said as he points to Sammantha who froze on the stage. “Are- are you sure she is who you say she is?” a girl asks from behind him so he let my hand go to see who speaks.