Angelina Dalles Novels & Stories

We all stood aside and allowed the nurses to bag Antony Dallas, and wheeled Mary Antoinette, and Anastasia Dallas to the intensive care unit. Mary Antoinette had all her brand new organs now, Anastasia Dallas was missing ovaries and had newly reconstructed ureters, but she will live -– albeit with a few complications.

As they made their way through the grand archways and into the courtyard, Angelina Rosenberg—Everett’s mother—appeared, radiating grace in a flowing cream gown, a string of pearls resting elegantly along her collarbone. “Caesar!” she beamed, embracing him warmly. “You’ve been away far too long.” “I know, Angelina. Blame work,” he said with a sheepish smile. “And this lovely woman must be Amaliah,” she said, turning toward her with kind, discerning eyes. Caesar’s smile deepened with pride. “Yes, this is Amaliah. And these two little ladies are Madisyn and Micaela.” “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Amaliah,” Angelina said warmly, taking her hands. “Caesar told me all about you. Welcome to our lit

Too happy, Angelina dismissed Flora without punishment. Later on, Angelina went into the dungeon personally, clutching a piece of paper in her hand. Opening the door, she found the blue wolf laying on the ground. Axel in his wolf form looked up to see a woman in an expensive gown. Angelina put on an innocent face, spoke while entering into the dungeon, " Don't be afraid! I am a friend of Alpha Seraya! Actually, she has gone to attend an event tonight. But she left something for you. Do you want me to read it for you?"

Angelina said, constantly staring at Nathaniel who was driving and was in a perfect mood after the fireworks. "It's okay, I'm alright now" he responded, tapping the steering as he smiled at Angelina. He felt light and was happy after saying everything out, he has been avoiding them and he thought this was the time to face his past. Well… he was already facing it since the moment he stepped his foot on the island. "Okay," Angelina beamed at him and peck his cheek. They got home, showered, and changed their attire. Angelina wore an eight-piece Ankara gown that stopped at her knees, the bodice was tight, showing off her bosoms and heels.

“Mr. Morrison, welcome. We've been expecting you. I was soon escorted through a long hallway unr we reached all small diner, seemingly deliberately secluded for the meeting I was going to be attending. We stopped at the door, which he opened for me. As soon as I walked in I could already see a woman sitting ahead with her back to me. When she turned and I saw her face, I topped in my tracks. I made a low scoff. Angelina got up from her chair, walking to me in her tight red dress. “Come on, Alexander, don't be a sulker.” She glided toward me, she tiptoed up and pecked both my cheeks while I stood rigid.

Angeline and Wayne stepped into the private room and then took off their weapons. Angeline had a fair and beautiful face, with starry eyes and delicate eyebrows. Her Bordeaux red hair was curled into glamorous waves, making her the epitome of beauty. She had a curvaceous figure, with a particularly prominent bust. Taking off the sunglasses that covered half of her face, she looked slightly tired, as she had been staying up late frequently with the film crew recently.

Aslan did. Angela appeared with the dress and Bella and Elena gasped in unison. It was a black off shoulder dress which had a deep sweetheart neckline and there was a slit on the right leg, starting right from the thigh. It flared at the hem and was so classy that Elena knew it was the one.

She is a cheerful and brilliant girl, so smart and energetic, a bright future alpha that we had to raise as a human, because my daughter was too afraid of losing her. 24 years ago, I was ready to give the position to the next alpha, my son, Damian Stephan. He was a strong alpha and a top notch warrior. In the night of alpha ceremony, an army of hunters ambushed us. They threw several wolf's-bane smoke bomb to weakened us, and kill the most of pack member who were present in the ceremony. Where were the guards?

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

Gina said while frowning. "Well you are right, but I think something happened overnight that called for our attention.” Madam Lydia said and extended her hand. “Here it is for you to read.” Quickly Alexis and Gina scrambled togetherto read thenewspaper content. Butnothing prepared them for what they found out, in that front page was Alexis name andpicture, she was branded as a criminal for her attempted murder of the biggest celebrity in town, Mrs Linda Lake.