Angela Samota Novels & Stories

Laila who was behind her smiled with satisfaction. "My apologies for coming down late everyone!" Samantha uttered with elegance and grace. "Hello, Dr. Garner. I'm Dr. Arabella Marie Houston from Ireland!" Samantha elegantly stretched her hand to the woman who's hand was trembling and still gaping at her. "A former servant?" she anxiously thought. Oh, the show was on!

Cardi shouted before the crowd could even cheer for Samantha. Samantha turned to give Cardi a death stare. Her eyes were full of disdain and resentment. "I guess Alluka was right. You are a really disgustingly annoying bitch!" She whispered under her breath. "One point eight million Dollars!" Samantha shouted. "One point nine milli..." Before Cardi could finish her statement, Samantha stood up and shouted "Fifty million dollars."

I say, extending my hand, which they shake instantly. "And Mr. Gael D’Angelo? Isn't he coming?" A female voice questions, making me look back, and I practically choke on my own saliva. Immediately, I furrow my brow and start sweating. Damn it, it's the girl from last night! "And who are you?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady. "I'm Samantha Bravata. I'm the current owner and president of Bravata Greel." Damn it! I curse inwardly when I realize I've literally screwed up with the most important client of D’Angelo. The girl keeps her gaze steady on me as she extends her hand, and after loosening my tie, I grasp it firmly. However, I'm speechless.

I said. "How long has he had you."He asked me. "Five years."I said nonchalantly. ack you did a good job bringing her here she would be of good help to us."He said with a grin . "So what's the deal."I said looking at him. "You know for years have been trying so hard to bring Brooks down and I think with your help its finally coming to pass." "I don't get it." "let me introduce myself properly, my name is Salvador the leader of this mafia group and the Brooks are the overall leaders ,am tired of being the second I want to be the first."He said.

Selina pleaded "Selina, calm down. I'll not report you to anybody, you shouldn't be scared of me and feel free to air your views. And my name is not my lady's is Amira . I want you to be free to tell me anything, and I hope I could also tell you anything too and it'll be safe with you." Amira asked. "Yes my lady.. I'm sorry Ami .. Ami..ra" Selina said. "So tell me what you mean by your last words" Amira questioned

I asked her eagerly. "Well because your silly.... delicate and i like you." She replied. My ears had heard her right. "You like me? Why?" I asked again. "I told you dummy. Do I need to explain why I like people. That's silly." She sarcastically replied. I couldn't believe Angela liked anybody more so me. "Sorry about earlier today." I apologized. "Oh... no offense taken thou. You're just this silly know it all girl who doesn't bother me at all." She insultingly chuckled.

She offered him a gentle smile before stepping forward to bow low before the queen. "Your Majesty, with all due respect, we have traveled a long way to be here, and we only wish to see for ourselves whether our packmate is well," she said calmly and humbly, keeping her head bowed and gaze averted. Layon watched the queen examining Angel, watched the way her brow raised and her face turned to a deep scowl. "And you are?" "Angel Hale, Silverdale omega, Your Majesty,"

whispered leader Samara angry . ' All these years of planning are gone to waste because of that human orphan ! I never thought she would be this troublesome . She needs to disappear from the picture . Such a weak being can actually ruin my whole plan . I can't let that happen . I can't ! ' thought leader Samara angry then disappeared in a fog too , teleporting herself back to her room .

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.”

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."