Angelica Meme Novels & Stories

And so I told him everything. "My name is Angelica Maya Sky, I'm eighteen years old, my birthday is six months from now, I like the colour purple but not as much as I like the colour silver, the rest of the colours are mutual, I like playing sports even though I'm bad at some games, I like vanilla milkshakes and donuts but I like apple pie the most. If I could go anywhere in the world, I would go to Spain. I love it there. And I don't really have any specific hobbies, but I can play the violin and I sing occasionally-"

I open up the door angrily to find Angelica posing seductively in front of me meowing, “Hello handsome”. That sexy kitten voice, that sound was music to my ears. Big dark sunglasses on. A black short leather biker dress with towering high heels. She comes in walking like Uma Thurman in KillBill. She takes off the sunglasses and I instantly get lost in those amazing dark deep eyes again.

Her eyes widen as I say this, and I see a flicker of fear before she looks at Dimitri. “Is this true?” Dimitri sighs, then nods. “I might have forgotten to mention that part,” he says with a shrug. Caterina walks towards me and places a hand on my arm. “Kai, I didn’t know any of this, I promise. I was under the impression that DA Westcott is only a slimy politician, but this…” she trails off and her head whips to Dimitri. “No wonder these pictures will bring him shame; a vampire enjoying the fact that a werewolf is degrading him,” her hand flies to her mouth as she says this.

I guess that comes from pretty much experiences everything there is to experience. Alina must have heard my thoughts because her next mind link is only for me and she cuts Bren’s link off. Alina: ‘I am ignoring the arrogant turd comment. I have never had my soul paired with an angel before. I imagine our life together will bring me things even I haven’t experienced. For good or bad, time will tell.’ Divina: ‘I imagine a little of both. I am worried I will be the first angel rejected by her mate.’

Annabella mumbled and pulled her into a hug "I don't want to leave you also cutie,I don't want to" Annabella said "Then just stay with us forever" Casey said and Annabella smiled "How old are you again?" She asked "Six" Casey replied and Annabella broke the hug "I love you baby" She whispers "Alex will be jealous" Casey grinned "I know" Annabella said and they both laughed •••• ≺ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋=𝔸 𝔹𝔸ℝ ℍ𝕆𝕌𝕊𝔼≻

Is it cruel that I wanted him to be fault so my hatred would still be justified somehow, is it cruel? “The Alpha King made himself your mate so he could access you easily, like he planned all along. Do you understand everything now?” Selene asked, as her head turned to face me. I nodded at her, “I do, I do. Lucas is the real devil,” I responded. It was shocking and it wasn’t. Lucas is the real and actual devil.

“Another charity case.” “Leave her alone, Cora,” another girl spoke softly from behind me. She had kind eyes. “I’m Anya.” “Selene.” “Don’t mind her,” Anya said, nodding towards Cora. “She’s just pissed she’s not in the Alpha’s bed anymore.” The Alpha. Our Alpha. The one I was here to serve. “Is he… here?” I asked Anya that afternoon as we polished an endless stretch of gold staircase “Who, Alpha Kirion?” she laughed. “Gods, no.”

“Smile, make him eat.” Victoria blushes and gives a small smile. “I’m sending ‘Unless you are laying in a hospital bed almost dead you could have sent a text. Blasting you on Socials is the least of what is going to happen. We don’t stand people up in the 21st century.’” Angelica hits send then pulls up her ultimate weapon, 3 million followers. “I’m kicking him out of the baseball team’s group chat,” Trace says. “I don’t want to be associated with someone who would do that. I’m also explaining to the other guys why.”

"Tell me the truth, Angelica. A pack matriarch must know the exact quality of the blood she is bringing into her fold. Are you still a virgin? Is your purity intact for the Alpha's bed?" Angelica’s breath hitched. A cold spike of panic shot through her veins. The truth was far from pure; she had spent the last two years indulging in the secretive, wild pleasures of the western court socialites, far away from her mother’s prying eyes. If Cordelia knew she wasn't a virgin, the traditionalist Dowager Luna might deem her damaged goods, unworthy of the high court. Holding Cordelia’s piercing gaze, Angel forced her facial muscles into an expression of flawless, offended innocence. She lowered her

"What're you gonna do, torture me with cuteness until I squeal?" "Yes. I am." Angelica giggled gaily as she got up to straddle Roman, sitting with her knees spread beside his upper chest. She gyrated her hips above him, teasing her pretty pussy in his face. "Oh, you're gonna waterboard me, huh?" They laughed aloud.