Angelise Garcia Novels & Stories

She considers that he will be able to hack in to it anyway if he is half as good as people say he is. It only takes her a few minutes to collate all the information she needs about the man she had killed earlier in the morning. She turns round again to check on the computer geek before typing in new info. She has a sudden urge to do a check on Karen Anderson, something she has never thought of doing before. An information box pops up on the screen telling her that access to Karen Anderson’s file is denied to anyone without a Sigma clearance level. This surprises her. Only Directors have Sigma clearance.

That's Stay in California of the united states far away from the crowded city with her sweet mom Alisa valencia. Alisa Valencia, a lady in her mid-thirty with a good figure that mans still turn head around for, Black long hair, Honey brown eyes, and a sweet smile, a good height of 6, a single mother working As an HR in DAZZLE company of export and import who's having a day off. "Vanessa, get up, or do you want me to bring your brush, your breakfast on your bed itself" Now Vanessa was FULLY back in the world.

"Wow. And she's not gone back home since then?" "She avoids Mexico like the plague." He blew on her toes when he was done with one leg and gently dropped it then lifted the other one. "Her name is actually Azucena Maria de Jesus Garcia but she changed it to Martina Vasquez when she came here and now she's Martina Billion." He sighed. "Do you have a middle name?". "Antenor." He answered. "What's your middle name lady with a million questions?". "Maria de la Soledad. Marisol for short."

Erica answered and I laughed seeing them this desperate. "Oh my gosh.. that's Jean Samuel and Alissa Cesborn" Nereina said and yes they were one of the Victoria Secret's angel before us. They have already retired, I mean they already have kids now but they still look stunning as ever. "They're coming this way" "Hello" Alissa greeted us first. "You're the new Angels right?" She asked. "I'm Nereina and we're like your biggest fans and our role models" Nereina said looking at them both and Jean chuckled.

she rushes to get hold of it but Angelo picks it up first before her hand goes scope for it. He picks it up then reads the information aloud. " Yemisi Anna Owolabi, twenty-three years old, A photographer. Originally Posted from Nigeria, currently based in Milian, Gustavus city C block!" he flip the passport then looks at it then back to her face. "Is this you? You look so different, " "Don't pronounce my name with such mouth full of Italian accent!" he groans. " you can't even pronounce it right, you ain't from Nigerian neither a Yoruba man. So beat it, and just say Anna Owolabi!"

~Grayson "And when did Lexia go missing?" Resting my elbows on my desk, I look directly at the questioner in front of me. An immaculate, proper lady sits across my desk, clutching a pad of pristine paper in her hands. A Detective from the Discipline Pack, anxious to find out where my mate has vanished to. She looks painfully similar to Lexia too. Despite different facial structure, and her square rimmed glasses, she had the same green eyes and slightly off coloured blonde hair.

“Um, excuse me. I just want to ask you something, “Ansel said. “Did you see any woman wearing the hijab there?” “No, I didn’t.” That woman shook her head then left Ansel with hasty steps. Ansel’s face was shortly flushed. His jaw hardened. His two hands clenched tight fists. “Ae Ri!” he was furious. “How dare you deceive me! I’ll get you pay me back.” With his anger that was already mounting to the crown, Ansel reached into his pocket and pulled out his gadget. In a second, he had been calling Qeiza’s phone number.

Sarkastiko niyang tugon. Sandaling namayani ang katahimikan. Kapagkuwan ay napadako ang tingin ko sa ibabaw ng kanyang mesa. Halos matulos ako sa aking kinatatayuan ng mabasa ko ang pangalan na naroon. "Mr. Paul Christian S. Allejo"(Chief Executive Officer) Napabuga ako ng hangin matapos kong mapagtanto na siya nga ang CEO. Mas lalo lang akong naguluhan sa kanyang pagkatao. Hindi ko pa rin maintindihan kung ano ba talaga ang kanyang totoong propesyon.

(Amanda Sergio) Whenever Catherine were in her business works or wherever she goes, there will always be 3 person that will be there with her. Amanda Sergio, a mexican American brunette beauty, her trusted personal assistant, Alina Kaliscova, the bombshell blonde serbian born ex-spies and also Catherine bodyguard. Michelle Regis, a blonde and ice cold, ex-COPESP also Catherine personal bodyguards. “tell all them that we will be leaving shortly…Also ignored the US representative and left them out…let’s go..”. (Catherine)

In her hand was a dark brown bag. "Hi?" I was unsure what to say to her. She smiled, bringing her hand forward for me to shake. "Elena?" I nodded, a tad bit confused. How did she know who I was? I had never seen her before. "Yeah. Who are you?" She let go of my hand. "Annalise Sanchez. Isabella's older sister." Realization dawned on me. "Um... It's nice to meet you." "Likewise." She looked behind me and down the stairs. "How's Mirabel doing? Is she happy?"