Angela White Author Novels & Stories

But he is being selfish and pushing everyone away. It shouldn’t be this hard. Angela and I finally are able to talk, now that they’ve marked each other. But even before we could talk, we loved each other. We are two half of a whole and I don’t get why humans have to make it so damn difficult all the time. Pack politics, lies? Just kill whoever is bothering you and go live your stupid lives. Let me have my love. Angela is amazing. She is smart, strong and one hell of a fighter. And her white fur? It’s fucking awesome. Like literally I am in awe, when I see her.

She knew she had struck a nerve, pried open a wound Nora had spent years trying to heal. "Well, Nora," Angelina purred, her voice dripping with feigned sympathy, "we have someone here who seems eager to share that spotlight with you." Confusion, a thick fog, clouded Nora's mind. "Let's welcome Greg White," Angelina declared, her voice ringing with malicious glee. The applause, a deafening wave, washed over Nora, but she felt nothing, only a chilling emptiness spreading through her.

Others announced something loudly, but Angela struggled to catch what they said. "Did I… did I actually win?" Angela whispered to herself before stumbling and collapsing. Upon hearing her words, Joel was visibly upset. There was a hint of humiliation in his eyes. "Mr. Crawford, I'm Angela Graham, CEO of Graham Group. I'd like to make peace on behalf of the company." Angela turned over on the ground and tried to reach out her hand. Joel was shocked. "You came here just to..." "To meet you and make peace." Angela smiled awkwardly, her bloodied face contorted in pain. Her smile was more unsettling than her cries.

"You might not recognize the name, but she’s someone worth knowing. Sophia White is Angela’s mother." Jessica’s jaw dropped slightly, but she recovered quickly, her surprise giving way to skepticism. "Angela’s mother? She’s never mentioned her before. Not once." "That’s because their relationship is… complicated," Bishop explained, his tone careful. "Sophia’s a businesswoman, and from what I’ve uncovered, she’s a very private person. Most people know her as the widow of Thomas White, a wealthy entrepreneur who died under mysterious circumstances years ago." Jessica blinked, absorbing the information. The pieces of the puzzle shifted again, but they still didn’t fit together. "Mysterious circ

Angel replied abruptly as she stood in front of the char dropping her bag on it, she had made up her mind on her new resolute and had done a lot of thinking since after her fight with Timothy. And was sure this was going to be the best plan to get what she wanted, she had wanted to make use of Don fernando himself but she knew he was out of her reach and the only other way to get her plans on deck was through Mr white and she was determined to make sure she had her plans come to life. "Then why are you here?" Mr white questioned curiously as he looked at Angel, he had never had any reason to have a conversation with her and he wondered why she was in his office refusing to have a sit.

It would have made everything so much easier, but since I wasn’t even supposed to be privy to that information, I couldn’t very well share it with him. Angela was the first to ease his fears by explaining that she was actually a member of a worldwide secret group that was dedicated to ridding the world of zombies. She was one of their trained soldiers and had battled many a zombie in her day; as had Evan. She looked at me apologetically as she explained the necessity to hide behind the façade of being a traveling social worker and an author to allow them the freedom they needed to move around and disappear for days at a time while they hunted and took down the zombies.

She rejected my proposal. I watched Mr White's features, “I'll cut to the chase Dante, I know you've already caught on to what I want to talk about. I'm not getting any younger, I don't have kids of my own all I have is Angelica.I toss and turn every night imagining how she would crash and burn all I've worked for when I'm gone.” I chuckled trying to ease the atmosphere, “Mr White, your a strong man. You shouldn't be thinking about when you're not here, you're around for the long run.”

The phones in the office started blowing up with calls, making me frown slightly at what could be happening. I picked the one closest to me, which was my personal phone. “Why are tabloids filled with Alpha Micheal walking out of your branch in Dradesvows?” Angelica, my friend based in Croaton questioned. “He came to make a consultation” I muttered out, my hand scanning the laptop on my desk for articles already written on the issue. I shot a knowing glance at Bella which she returned, Sienna had sabotaged both me and her ally. I should have known better than to think she would ever change.

The same man asked me. "Yes, please go on." I replied trying so hard to hide my disdain. "Question number one. Who started the White-Angel Inc and made it to the mighty conglomerate it is today?" The man read from a sheet of paper in his hand. At his question, I smiled. It was a question I could answer in my sleep. "It was started by Charles and Angela White in the year 2004." I replied reciting one of the first pieces of knowledge about the company I had been taught by my dad.

Angela said as she took down notes while reading each book's description under its frames. Actually, she's the only student of Chasung High that's patiently reading on each book's caption and the only one who has a little notebook to write her perspectives at. She's one of a kind. A different girl, that's why I love her. She can make me smile and hurt me without doing anything. Angela, why can't you just forget about that bastard who already left you selfishly and just love me instead? I didn't say that through my mouth but only in my mind.