Romans & histoires Angelika Frankenstein Makes Her Match

As she worked in the lathering oils created by Anna’s expert hands, I just knew I was in heaven. I was so content with the experience that I never notice the mood of the little shack change from warm and cozy to cold and frosty. It took a few minutes of immobility on Gwendoline’s part for me to open my eyes and see Duncan standing over me wearing a scowl that would frighten Frankenstein out of his wits.

“I need you to collect a debt for me.” “So why the fuck don’t you do it yourself? That’s what I use Max for, but you killed more than half his men, so I don’t think he’ll be much obliged.” “Well, let’s just say I think you will be better suited to do the job.” “What are you two doing here?” Maria stood hands on her hips looking us up and down. “Maria…” Sal stood up to greet her. She threw her head back to sneer at him. “Why did you bring Frankenstein with?”

Fuck? Divina grunts as if she is lifting something heavy and I feel a burst of power rush past me. Suddenly, the bullet is racing back from where it came. Alpha Drake’s eyes widen in surprise as the bullet pierces his heart. The gun falls to the platform with a thud and Alpha Drake’s body soon follows. Everyone is silent until they aren’t. Chaos erupts as the onlookers start screaming and scrambling. Above all the cacophony, Vanessa’s unearthly scream overshadows it all. Her eyes lock onto Divina and the hatred in there makes me step back to shield her. “You bitch! You will pay for that!” Vanessa screams and I watch in horror as her body shudders and contorts in jerky movements. Fuck. This i

The perfectly applied makeup couldn't hide the ugly truth beneath… this woman had built her entire identity on a lie, and Elena had just exposed it under the harsh fluorescent lights of a grocery store. "You ungrateful little street girl!" she screamed, spittle flying from her lips, her composure completely shattered. Before I could move to step between them, before my brain could even send the signal to my muscles, Matilda raised her right hand high, bringing it down in a sharp, frantic arc to slap Elena across the face. But my Bambina didn't even blink.

An hour later Angela walked to the living room and found Antonio being a model for the girl's makeup artist's role-play. His hair was tied into a little pony and his face painted with lots of red…he looked like a vampire. She tried not to laugh out loud. “What do you think, Angela?” Antonio was frowning. “Smile Uncle Charming, feel Bonita”. Antonio forced a wide teeth smile, that was when Angela lost it. “Oh my gosh… I can't with the face” he paused, seeing the look on the twin's faces.

I took a deep breath before stepping out. As I walked out, I noticed Alpha Hades’s reaction instantly. His gaze travelled over me slowly, lingering in a way that made my cheeks heat. For a moment, he seemed frozen, his expression softened by something unreadable. He quickly cleared his throat, breaking the silence with an awkward cough. “That one,” he said finally, his voice a bit rougher than usual. “That’s… perfect.” Elena smiled approvingly, clapping her hands. “It’s a match then! Let’s get you ready for the complete transformation.” She motioned to her team, who quickly led me to a makeup station in the back of the atelier.

It hurts whenever I recall her crying face. And that made me hate that monster even more. After some time, I took out my books to complete some of my work to beat the time but my eyes fell on a girl sneaking around at the gate. Who is that? She was hiding her face with a scarf and was hesitant to enter. But as I concentrated, the scarf and her figure looked more familiar to me. Anna!! Is that really Anna? I instantly stood up and leaned towards the fencing to have a better look. "Anna..." I called out unconsciously as I saw her. My eyes pooled up at the sight of her which I couldn't control anymore.

I gasped. His head dipped—and his fangs sank into my neck. Pain lanced through me, sharp and raw. My legs gave out. Warm blood rushed down my skin. My heart pounded in panic, but my body was crumbling—trembling—betraying me. Darkness swirled at the edge of my vision. And I knew, in that moment—I didn’t just meet a stranger. I’d awakened something ancient. And I wasn’t leaving this place unchanged.

Chapter Six. The darkest place is always right under the candle. “YOU ARE A WITCH!” The air reverberated with Kael's astonished exclamation, a shockwave that seemed to freeze time for a heartbeat. For a moment, everything fell silent—the distant crackling of the fire paused, the last echo of Alterna’s cherry-munching stilled, and even the flicker of the candle flames tapered into stillness. Elena smiled, amusement dancing in her eyes like the candlelight. “You shouldn’t be shouting loudly at night, child. You will wake the monsters here.” Her voice was layered with warning, but a playful glimmer betrayed her facade, lips curling into a strange smile.

and he answered, "Now, we will find another way.""Is there a substitute?" Alexandra's eyes lit up in hope."There must be," he sighed deeply."Why do you need the cure so badly?""I lived in Brasov with my family and cousins. There were only good people in the town. No evil was present among us. Yet one day a woman migrated from God knows where. She was a strange type of woman, always used to wear dark clothes, her house was always filled with darkness. She used to sleep all day and did black magic all night. Her eyes contained a special type of charisma...whoever saw deep in her eyes was died the next day. Day by day, the men of the town were dying. She had a different kind of beauty which at