Novel & Cerita Angelina Ballerina Books

"As long as you are sure," he told her even as he guided her to her feet and began to remove her clothes. Gone were the silks the fairies had made them wear and so Layon removed Angel's skater dress quickly and easily, even as he shimmied out of his own pants. The buckle of his belt clanged on the floor as his pants pooled around his feet. Angel worked quickly to pull his white t-shirt over his head and soon they found themselves naked, pressed

Chapter 14 Angie Walking to the bar to try out my luck. I swear ever since the last day, I last saw him, my mind haven't known no peace. “He wants me to work as a stripper?” I'm more than ready. I was putting on a zipper and a round collar necklace. My v shape clearly in display. With my hair neatly packed in a bun like a high school girl. When it got near the bar, the bartender had sought for my attention. “Hello, you're the girl from the last time, right?” He winked at me. He diverts his gaze when he sensed that I caught him staring at my boobs.

She greeted the other teacher, “And I assume you must be our new teacher.” My eyes darted across the room to meet the curious gaze of Bailey. Those wild curls of the previous night were gone, and her hair was neatly tamed back into a high pony-tail, with a red bow in her hair. And she wore a simple black maxi dress, with red converse on her feet. An unusual outfit, but I have to say she looked kind of cute… “I am Alli, the lead teacher. I think I missed you when you came in for your interview. I was visiting family.” Alli introduced herself, and offered her hand to Bailey, whose face broke into a smile, her delicate features lighting up as she did.

Anastasia and I both veer behind, we didn't notice the chairs were occupied by three girls, one I recognize as Liliana. “Liliana right?” I ask, simply to confirm, and she nods, putting her drink down. “You don't know what you're missing,” the other girl laughs. “Trust me, I'd rather keep missing it.” “This one actually is sweet,” she pouts, turning to her left where one girl I've seen with Alpha Adrian a few times. “Angel, you should have fallen for Beta instead, he'd have given you the world but you chose Alpha.” “Cia, don't try me today.” Angel warns.

A gentle breeze brushed past me, as if she were softly caressing my cheek. Standing up, I wiped my tears dry and walked out of the cemetery without looking back. Three months later, the graduation tour of Janswick Arts Academy finally took place. Daniel's dance company had welcomed a new principal dancer, a girl who had spent ten years quietly practicing in that same rehearsal room, never once complaining, even when the soles of her shoes wore through. She had no connections, no resources. All she had was a burning passion. I watched from the VIP section as she danced in a plain white dress, no rhinestones, no haute couture.

Though, she had plans on getting the jeans off at the club. She traced a hand over it, a determined look on her face as she rose with a clenched fist. 'I'll do this!' Before she could think any more, the dwarf maids scurried in and looked surprised to see her up. "You're awake miss?" Angela looked to be having a mental crisis, "but, humans aren't supposed to wake up now?...." she was near tears so Alexis just grabbed a book from the stack and waved a hand at her. "Just do what you were planning, I'll read a book." And with that Angela's face relaxed and she nodded.

Regarding an heir, I would be crazy if I told Giancarlo that part before he got to work. ______ I got back home to the sound of soft music playing in the living room. Angelica was lounged comfortably on the couch, a velvet pillow on her lap and a book in her hands. Angelica reading a book was not nearly as surprising as what she was wearing. Her cream silk nightgown must be at least long enough to cover her legs if she stood—it was pooled all around her on the couch. The different colored roses in her hair looked like a tiara, making her look like a midieaval princess. Not that I’d met one to know.

“You did all that drama for so little? Angelina wanted to glare at him, but she had promised herself to be a good girl after all the scene she had caused. No snarling. No growling. And no kicking, for the love of all that is good in this world. So, she gave him her sweetest smile, the one she only ever reserved for her little nieces. She must have failed terribly because the man looked downright uncomfortable by it. Served him right. “I can do much more with so little as four hundred and twenty-nine,” she told him, leaning a little forward. “In my world, people lose a limb or two for far less than that.” His eyes narrowed and he clenched his jaw. She watched him write something down in his b

Well, Belle always made her shop with her and bought her some lasting dresses which she rarely wore except for important occasions. "I hope it's not a stripping job you got me because I'm not interested," Angelina voiced her opinion. After all, she knew her best friend. It could be a strip club that got her a job, and she had been bugging her to apply for one, but Angelina being Angelina, was not comfortable and confident about showing her body.

Silas asked. “I’m levitating the house,” Angelina said. “You can do that?” Dahlia and I asked concurrently. “Apparently,” she confirmed. “If we’re up here with the house, then what’s down there?” Silas questioned. “I’m guessing the ground the house was built on,” Angelina said cheekily. “You are one strange woman Angelina Wisteria,” Dahlia laughed as she put her hands over mine. My arms were wrapped around her waist from behind as I leaned against the windowsill.