Angelo Novelas e Histórias

I calmly cooed, taking a step toward her. She looked indecisive, narrowing her eyes in on me, and furrowing her brows in the process, "Who are you?" She murmured, "What are you?" Her voice was clearer as she asked those questions and I couldn't help but stare at her wide-eyed. It was such an odd question that I didn't expect from her. "What do you mean?" I asked, feigning unsureness, "My name is Zion Collins and although I said that I'm from Pluto, Angel face, I lied. I'm actually human."

We laughed more every other days and have fun with Hailey at school. “I’ve never done these things before,” Angelo suddenly said while we are on the school building’s rooftop to see the golden sunset. The golden light seems like a phone filter touching our skin. Everything looks golden and beautiful, everything the sun’s light touches. “What things?” I asked and tried looking at him. He climbed up on the barrier that I almost freaked out. Gladly, I remembered he isn’t human. “Making fun of people,” he answered. Hailey copied him and sat on it raising both her feet playing with them.

Adrian reaches out, handing me my ticket. "Try not to get distracted. Get to Alpha Noah, find out what you need to know, and get out of there," Adrian instructs. I nod firmly, affirming I know what he is talking about. Twisting around, I begin my walk alone toward the double doors of Isaiah's estate. The gritty smell of the sea is present, as is the sound of waves lapping on the shore. The Passion Pack is the only coastal Pack, and I am not used to it. The Vengeance Pack is one of the cooler Packs, to the South, while this Pack is up North where it is warmer and more tropical.

Fix all the broken things around the pack lands and removing all the rubble and broken trees. More importantly we spent it helping the families that had lost someone and supporting those that had lost their mate as that was one of the hardest things to ever having to deal with, literally loosing the other part of your soul, no one could ever fully recover from that and most chose not to stay in this world.

A cool breeze is blowing and if feels so pleasant. "So, where do you live?" I ask her. "I live in Clovis, what about you?", she asks in return. "Oh, I live in Madera" I tell her. "Really, I have a cousin who lives there" she says smiling. "I have a friend who lives in Clovis" I tell her returning her smile. "Oh, really but I don't know much people there because I just moved there from San Jose this year" she says. "Oh, so you live alone in Clovis?" I ask her.

It was a happy day for the Santos family since they were moving into a new house in a small town called Santa Monica. Amelia their daughter who was deaf was signing to her mom how excited she was to see her new room, while their son Andres was quiet, he was sad about their move since he had to leave his friends behind. They reached their new house Mr. Santos turned his car engine off and went down from his car and gave his wife the keys to their new house and asked her if she could open their house.

BROOKS I got a text from Viola saying crystal was on her way. I knew I had to hurry and finish putting everything up. When I finished hanging everything, I heard her car pull up. I took a few deep breaths and calmed myself. I saw the light in the foyer turn on and I knew I was seconds away from either being the happiest man alive or being turned down. I made sure all the baby pictures were in order and I made sure all of our pictures were in order. Jonah was hiding off to the side of the yard to capture the face Crystal was going to make when she saw all of this. I could hear footsteps so I got down on one knee and had the ring box opened and ready. When the door opened she began to cry. I s

Hit by an astounding article, he threw his head backward and then flung his phone next. Jones Jackson is gay—confirmed by new PA. "oh, I'm gay?"

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

I felt my cheeks burn, trying to look around the hallway. "Leon, fuck off," I growled, quietly. "I think she wants me to do it again too." He took his arm off my shoulder, walking backwards into the target hall. I did, a million percent wanted him to fuck me again, but I refused to tell him that. The target hall was huge, four lanes which lead out to targets against the dark grey wall. Each lane had a booth in front of it and I signed my name on the piece of paper, next to one of the booths. Leon did the same next to me, loading his gun. Even the way he did that was turning me on. It was just the two of us and as I loaded my gun he spoke.