Angelica Stranger Novels & Stories

“Tell me what’s going on. Please? I think I have the right to know if it affects me.” “Okay,” he said, raising his hands in mock surrender. “I’ll fill you in.” His arms were still around me and they tightened, picking me up. I squealed and he carried me into the living area, plopping me on the couch and sitting next to me. He reached down and pulled my hurt ankle up on his lap, playing with my calf. I sighed. That felt good. “Angelica slipped out of her apartment at some point in the night. Charlie is good at his job, so I think she probably had help. He broke in and found some photographs on her wall of me. Some of them had you in them.”

I pleaded, her voice filled with a mix of concern and desperation. But before the situation could escalate any further, the door swung open, revealing Lady Angelica. She stood there, dressed in a revealing black dress and a striking red wig, a provocative smile playing on her lips. Her presence instantly commanded attention, and the room fell into an uneasy silence. "Hello, ladies," Angelica greeted, her voice laced with a subtle hint of mischief. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the tense atmosphere. I felt a shiver run down her spine as she met Angelica's gaze. There was something unnerving about the way Angelica carried herself, an air of authority mixed with an unsettling sense of co

I winked at my angel. "You're going to kill him for ruining your shirt!" She protested from the ground, her lips lifting into a pout. "When did she relish in the death of others?" I asked Ares, concerned; Abigail had healed a man she hardly knew yesterday and bargained away a part of her soul to those angels to save that stranger's life! Yet now, bathed in the blood that fell from his lips like a waterfall, she seemed to hunger for it. "Stop thinking! Kill it!" Ares roared, wrath coursing through my veins, "Take care of him so we can get back to the task in hand; mating her and filling her womb with pups."

Placing her little hands on both sides of his face, she smacked her lips to his. "Muah". She giggled. I loved watching them. They complete me. Our moment was interrupted by the door opening. Val and Chris strode in like they owned the place. "Vha!!!". Angel squealed, making grabby hands at him. Lucian dropped her on the ground and she rushed to him, hugging his legs. Val picked her up from the ground and she giggled. "How's my favorite niece?". He blew raspberries on her stomach, making her giggle more.

"Most of you know Linc's sister. She's graciously agreed to star in the final movie - as you know, Jessica had to pull out due to her pregnancy." Alec made a cross motion over his chest while Demetri looked like he was about five seconds away from throwing her in the fire. I wasn't the only one who had history with her. She was known for burning bridges almost as much as she was known for her drug problem and inability to get over Alec Daniels. Hell, I was in over my head. "Hi." Angelica found her voice and addressed everyone with a haughty expression that had me groaning out loud. Lincoln winced and then patted the sand. "Angelica, why don't you sit, I know it was a long drive back from Por

"This is Amara Dawson, Seth's sister. She's our newest pack member; I expect her to be treated with the utmost respect." I didn't care what he said after hearing my name roll off his tongue. Tamisra decided to play the shithead and sent me images of him saying my name while I rode him. Stupid horny wolf. I clamp my legs together as I sit in the chair he pulled out for me next to Seth and one of the mystery females at the table. Everyone starts to introduce themselves. The woman beside me speaks; she's Violet, the Alpha's youngest sister. Then Beta Aston, his mate Cici, Gamma Max, and his mate Serena. I politely smile at all of them.

He seemed fearless. "Is this your garden? Well, sorry." He lazily waved his hand attempting to leave when Angelica held him back. "Who are you?" She asked with curiosity. This was her first time meeting someone has breathtaking as him and his eyes was totally different. She haven't seen that color of eyes before. This guy was really something. "I'm a stranger in your land" He simply said. "So get your hands of me" He ordered. "Stranger? Did you come here to meet my dad?" She asked still not releasing his hand.

There was no one inside except Angie and me, and when Angie stepped out of the cubicle, she had a shocked expression on her face as she spotted me standing there waiting for her. "Angielyn Reynoso, please!" You listen here; I'm sorry if I ruined your chances of getting a green card, but it wasn't my intention to hurt you; I did it to get even with you, and if you need help finding that foreign guy and explaining what happened, let me know..." I began to speak, but before I could continue, she abruptly interrupted, and her words stunned me to my core. "I saw you and Xavier in the same bed this morning," she murmured quietly but loudly enough for me to hear.

The day I'll have to kill him, the killer of my father. Currently, I've the opportunity to strike him but unfortunately, today is April 1st. I'll keep waiting until... My name is Angelina Trump, a sex maniac and a stripper. That's my profession. "Oh yeah, bring it on, call me slut. I love that. Harder!"

She said confidently and slammed the door angrily behind her. "******* Returning home that night, Isabella was still shaken by the ordeal at the doctor's office. Upon entering the house, she heard her sister's sobs and labored breaths. "Angela, stai bene? (*Angela! Are you alright?)" she asked, rushing to her younger sister who had buried her head in her lap. Angela raised her tear-filled eyes and puffy face. "You don't have to cry Angela. Everything will be fine. Please, don't dwell on it. I believe Dad will be alright."