Angelina Dalles Novels & Stories

Dahlia “What is this atrocity doing here?!” screeched the red-haired old woman whose wrinkles creased at the sight of me walking into the ridiculously large living room. Angelina, Derrick’s mother. She rose from her couch, hungry to fling me out of her husband’s home. Luckily, Bode stepped in by blocking her from reaching me. “What are you doing, Angelina? She’s part of this family.” “I’d rather die than accept her as a Wolfsborne,” she spat.

I muttered, and helped Angel up on her butt. The doctor arched her eyebrows. “You call that trying your best? Come on, you're excellent at this, your kids will be even luckier to have you as their father.” The way back to the hotel was rather quiet. “Is everything alright, babe?” I queried with a frown on my face. Angel stared out the window. “I want to go to the beach, and dance. I don't feel sexy wearing this.” She picked her dress’ fabric with her nails. As much as I wanted to laugh, I didn't want to get into her bad books.

She turned her face to me and my breath caught in my throat . Eyes the color of grey storms , brewing with emotion, regarded me with a cold awareness. Her mouth was painted in the most sexiest shade of red. A simple diamond necklace adorned her neck. Her long and slithe neck with the soft curve of a collarbone. Holy shit! This lady is the real definition of sexy. "Mr?" She stopped and stared at me. Waiting for me to fill her in " Archille. Micheal Archille." I finally offered "Nice to meet you Mr Archille. I'm Angelina Cole. The CEO of A&G holdings." Her red lips held a polite smile.

There are gunshots and screaming of agony, and I know Angel and the rest are in the building. I grin, “It's Showtime"

he said again before saying the name of our new angel. “Her name would be ANNIKA XYLE RIVERA XIN CASTRO our new angel” End

She exercised almost every day and when she gave birth to our baby girl, she was comfortable with her body. Fast forward three years later and here we are. I was standing at the altar waiting for my bride. A lot has happened since Jackson was born. We found out that he was an angel like Ava, which was extremely rare considering that angels were only born every century. I looked over to my son as he sat with Katie and her kids. He had a bright smile on his face as he played with Katie's daughter. My attention focused at the end of the aisle when the song came on. My breath hitched in my throat when Ava came into view looking absolutely breathtaking. She was as beautiful as ever and my eyes se

I turned and looked at Ace confusingly to see him holding a similar look on his face. "Angelina Jones." The man announced. Apparently, Angelina is the Date of the Russian Mafia leader. She made her way on stage and once she was one, she was immediately handcuffed by some men. "Arielle De Santis." The man announced. I looked at Arielle and she had a confused look on her face. She shrugged it off and walked towards the stage and she was also immediately handcuffed. Neither of us did anything. Probably because of the fact that we wanted to know what was going to happen.

And do you know why I had downed three shots of tequila already only to become more stressed? A certain thing called Angeles. A little piece of advice – never mess with gangs. I had messed with one and even worse, I had messed with their stupid leader. The alpha, the big kahuna. The deadliest being in the whole world, his name only spoken when you wanted a death wish: Angeles. He had been named accordance to his gang, it only making him seem more lethal. Nice going Jenny, way to mess with the devil himself.

he whisper yelled at her. "I am not an Angel anymore" she whispered brokenly. "What?" he asked with Confusion. "I feel from his grace. I sinned and let a demon take the soul I was supposed to protect" she confessed with tears rolling down her cheeks. "You crying?" he held her face in his palms and furrowed his eyebrows. Althea is a good girl. I was an Angel once too. But my lust for power was my downfall. The lord of the underworld opened his doors and invited me into his world.

She knew he must be out there, somewhere. "I hope am not late?" Alexandra recognized the voice immediately, suddenly feeling hot, by the effect. She sluggishly looks up, only to meet the piercing look in Gerald's eyes. There was the way he looked at her, which made her feel like melting, right there and then. She was putting on a skimpy tight black gown, coupled with a black heels and a red bag, her outfit was just simply, and she practically had no heavy make up on, just her brown powder and a mascara.