Angela White Books Novels & Stories

Camila asked as she was still not following the conversation "Make this your bible and read it," Mrs Garcia toss a pocket-size book to her. Camila looked at the book which was a small notebook. She opened the first page and saw a table of words and their meaning. She looked at her mother "Yes, you will need that for public gathering," Mrs Garcia said and she looked into the book and saw the word 'my heart' and scuffed "She was talking about her husband. Okay what does the word 'surgeries' mean?" she thought as she went through the list of words

Marigold looked at her and said simply “Angel likes taking care of people, helping them. It helps her work through her issues.” She briefly explained the center Angel was opening, and about her ranch, and the people she’d basically adopted as her family. About the rescue horses they would adopt and rehab. The counselor nodded and said, “Some people see all the horror and turn it into a positive and some can never get past the horror.” Meanwhile in the room, Angel was mildly surprised by the dominance that Jackson displayed but she knew she’d win, he just didn’t know it yet. It was Kaleb who asked, “What’s your name?” Never taking her eyes from the staring contest with Jackson she said simply

For them, I could pretend to be just a useless, weak Omega. Nobody knew my real truth. They just saw a poor girl in oversized clothes. They didn't know that underneath the dirt and the drab dye I used to stain my hair, I was the last surviving White Wolf. “Hide it, Aisha,” my mother’s dying words always echoed in my mind. “If the Luna ever sees your white fur, she will kill you out of jealousy. Stay small. Stay hidden.” So, I stayed small. Even when Luna Mabel treated me like dirt under her expensive shoes.

ANGELA'S POV :- The girl looked at me with her narrowed eyes. I bet she was thinking of killing me just then, as her dream of seducing my husband was badly broken by me. She finally turned away and left with her friends. Thank God! I didn't like her even a bit! But why Angela? Why do you care if she flirts with Noah or even seduces him? You don't love him, right? Or do you? I was battling with my own thoughts when I felt like someone called my name.

I mumbled helping her take off her dress shirt which was the only thing she had on with her beautiful pink lace panties and threw it to the side where mine was. She shyly covered her breasts and I gave her a comforting smile, "Andrea you are beautiful inside out. Please let me see you." She hesitantly removed her hands and I gulped taking in her body. The only piece of clothing left on her were her panties. She had curves in all the right places, her breasts were big but not too much and the way her hair just laid out around her head made her look like a fucking goddess. "Fuck me," I whispered.

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.

"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

Angela grunted. "Agreed, let's just get this crap over and done with. If anything weird happens, you do you," Alinta replied to her wolf. "Yeah saving our arses as usual," Angela huffed, ready to shift at any moment. Alinta speedily snatched the books from Bellinor and made her way to the reception desk. She quickly scanned the books under his name but froze when one of the titles caught her off guard.

Charlotte was sitting quietly on her bed after the session with Matt. Her conversation with the Beta kept echoing in her head. “Alpha Azraiel is a Trueblood…!” The white wolf is Azraiel…...Azraiel is the white wolf…. She suddenly sat up straight and went to the pile of books beside her closet. The first book was about shifting, so she kept it aside….second was the same…..but the third… There it is…. She picked the third book and opened the index. Moving her index finger down the page she stopped when she found what she was looking for. Quickly flipping to the page number she climbed into her bed and leaned back.

Yuna secretly praised Nina for a job well done, her smug smile impossible to suppress. “Sorry about that. She’s pregnant.” Angela’s fists clenched, trembling faintly, as sparks flared in her eyes while she stared at Nina. It was only because Yuri was present that Angela held herself back. She endured it for the moment and apologized to Yuri, “Sorry for offending you, Miss White. She’s my ex-husband’s sister. She is indeed pregnant, but no one knows who the father of the unborn child is.” “What kind of talk is that? The child she’s carrying is clearly…”