Angelina Singer Novels & Stories

“Maybe that’s what I needed, someone to fuck me since I’m not good enough for you to bed. Perhaps, that would get your attention.” "Angel, you have no idea." A black limo stopped in front of us. "Let’s go. Get in." I ordered. “I’m not going with you.” “I paid $50000.00 and saved you from being someone’s bitch. Get in.” Crazy, angel. Why would you look for a date in this type of event?

Angel strolled in wearing Tony’s big black shirt over his own faded blue jeans and white rubber shoes. Headphones—the one they bought in one of their travels—resting over his neck. Music was still quietly playing. They could hear it from their position. Angel was humming softly to the music, holding two coffees in styrofoam each in his hands. One was opened without a lid—steaming—then he blew on it. The thin smoke disappeared like a ghost. His eyes immediately widened at the sight that appeared before him. He recognized Beth instantly, then his gaze drifted to Tony.

All men stared at her, jaw dropped on the floor, their eyes filled from the feast that is Angel's beautiful being. Deep red lips. Bosom that can make any man salivate and hips that never told a lie. And what's more is that angelic face that matches her name. She was wearing a green dress that hugged her curves and heels that accentuate her buttocks. She walked gracefully towards the platform where Jihanna was standing at, then she shook Jihanna's hand as they exchange formalities and greetings. "Hello, I'm Angel Beatrice Lewis, but you can call me Angel or Angie." She announced through the microphone. "I'll be working with you guys for the next two to three months, and I'll be expecting a lo

His appearance and muscle made Jason believe he was more of a bodybuilder than a former soldier like Vlad. Reaching his familiar door forced him to push the thoughts away. As he reached for the door handle, his heart began to beat once more. He opened the door, walked in, and closed it carefully and quietly behind him before looking at Angelina. She had already bathed, thoroughly made up, and was now dressed in a minimalist black shirt and white bottom-down. She was now seated on the bed with her phone in her hand. She seemed to be browsing but soon pulled her hair to her back and placed the phone to her ear.

Angelina's tears flowed more and more, her chest was very tight. Angelina had betrayed. Betrayed her family and also betrayed her lover. From the moment she decided to take a job at Club Deluxe she realised she had become a traitor. And now, despite her regret and pain, Angelina resigned herself to Alex's treatment as her owner. Angelina didn't give any more resistance because she was tired, but she also didn't give any response. She just behaved like a living doll in the service of her owner. Angelina's head felt dizzy more and more. Maybe it was because she kept crying or maybe it was because she wasn't feeling well, or the last possibility was that she was thinking a lot of things that ma

Angelina responded, curious to know. They both stood up, Angelina waited at the door as Sonya went to pay the bills. “Okay come with me”. Sonya said as she grabbed her hand and they both walked out. She took her to a more likely quiet place, could barely see anyone pass before she hault and turned to face her. “I’m a lesbian Angelina”. She finally said causing an uncontrollable gasp to escape her mouth. “Yes, …I feel my body attracted to you Angelina and even though you don’t feel same about me, don’t be angry at me for what I am about to do to you right now”. She said.

A cold and sarcastic smile appeared on this armless woman’s lips as she asked, “Why? Just because you expelled me from Silver Blade PACK and cut off my wolf claws, then I am doomed to be dead? Sorry to disappoint you but I am perfectly well, Lady Chloe, thank you for asking.” Then she turned to the crowd of people and slightly bowed: “Good evening and thank you for giving me this opportunity to speak out. My name is Angelina, a former maid at Silver Blade Pack. I have lived in the darkness and shame for too long. And now it is time for me to clear my own name!” “LIAR!” Chloe straightened her back and roared. “BITCH! LYING WHORE—” “Can somebody cloak her mouth, please?” Gamma Glen from Grey C

"But we need to find out. Can you tell me anything about him? Any detail might help us figure out who he is." Angelina hesitated, her gaze dropping to the plush carpet beneath their feet. Her fingers twisted in the silk fabric of her dress as she gathered her thoughts. "I don't know his name," she said slowly, her voice trembling with what seemed like both fear and disgust. "He uses a handsome man's form to try to impress me. But I'm uninterested, so he hasn't been able to touch me." Her voice grew stronger with those last words, a flash of defiance showing through her vulnerable exterior.

Nadia's chest quivered as she met his smouldering gaze. Angel lowered his face to rub his cheek against her flat stomach. Nadia raised her hand to hold his head and gently ran her fingers against his scalp. Angel moaned. 'You are mine, Nadie,' Angel thought and aloud he said, "are you on birth control pills?" "No… I… it's been a while. Don't worry I will go to town first thing in the morning to get some…" "I'm not worried…" Angel said in the most deliciously sexy voice she had ever heard and widened her legs.

I tell him and turn to leave. "Wait! Do you really know who she is?" He asks and I merely nod in reply. "Yes, I do. She is Dhanishta, my Angel. And I am in love with her. So, you better listen to her and leave her alone." With that said, I turn around and go into the car leaving an astounded Devin behind. When I get into the car, my curious Angel stares at me with her sole attention. "What, Angel? Do you want to ask something?" She nods while still her eyes trained on mine as if in a daze.