Angélica Teach Novels & Stories

Luca asked. "N... Nothing happened, she couldn't walk so you..." "I?" "You carried her back to the palace," she said. "For every f*cking one here, listen well. I was teaching Angela her first self-defense lesson. I was her enemy chasing her down. She fought me well, but this little miss here clicked the pictures and decided to gang up against my student," Luca growled and then stepped closer to that girl glaring down at her. "Call her names again and I'll be your f*cking nightmare!" His voice boomed viciously causing everyone to flinch.

She fell asleep instantly knowing well she had to start work the next day. It was a sunny day when Monique dropped off Angel at school after breakfast. One of the teachers on duty was Mrs. Sophia. The teacher greeted warmly, “Morning, Miss Xander.” Monique walked over to her with Angel in tow. “Morning, Mrs. Sophia.” “Good morning, Mrs. Sophia!” Angel smiled endearingly at her teacher. Her bubbly and energetic personality was lovable. Mrs. Sophia stroked Angel’s hair and checked the girl’s nails and temperature. “Do you remember which classroom you’re assigned to?”

would be my new title. "I'm his...fiancée." I finally said, almost biting my tongue. "I see. Well, I'm Ms. Carter. Angelina's homeroom teacher." The teacher's eyes scanned me slowly, a pause lingering between us. "Mr. Raphaël mentioned no spouse, so I just wanted to be sure." "Understandable." I nodded. "We have a few school events coming up. Parent-attendance is mandatory." She offered a tight smile and held out a small flyer from the stack in her hand. "Please pass this to Mr. Raphaël if he can make it. Or...you."

Curious, Angelina scanned her eyes over the draft message which read, 'Train me to become the next Malala Yousafzai.' Upon seeing that, Angelina abruptly whipped her head towards Isabella, and as her eyes fell into the light blue ones of the preteen, the corners of the young girl's mouth crinkled as she smiled slightly.

Astra could think of a million reasons that unsealing her power could go wrong. “I have you to teach me and you can reseal my magic after I broadcast my message.” Angelica said as she took a sip of coffee. “First I need to teach you how to broadcast so you don’t give our location away.” Astra said as she finished her coffee. “I need to have breakfast first Sleeping potions give me the munchies.”

Not just for accommodating me but also for saying that my baby is healthy. I went out and search for Ange. I saw her on the easr wing. I didn't know they have tutorials here about Handling a new born baby and how to handle pregnancy matters. "Do you want to go in?" I asked Ange. She nodded. "Then let's go." I said and went in first. The tutor is so approachable abd understanding. She patiently answered alk our questions. I am a nurse but I admit that I didn't know some of what she taught us. She is truly ralking from experience that her teachings are very detailed.

Celina replied too quickly. Annoyed that he had to bring up the girl's name. "What do you mean she's not here?" West asked, confused. Greg sighed inwardly. He had seen enough of Mr West's daughters for tonight and made to politely tell him that he would meet her some other time when... "Ah, there she is." West said, obviously excited at seeing his third daughter. Sighing again, Greg absently turned to see whoever she was. Time stood still and his breath got caught in his chest when he beheld the angelic young woman that paused on the stairs some distance away from them, her eyes scanning the room looking for someone...looking for him, he wished, to his own surprise.

Angel says sarcastically before quickening her pace. "Hey! Wait for us, Angel!" Ted shouts as she is already a bit far from us. She ignores Ted and puts on her earphones again, blocking us from her world. She's one annoying and feisty little thing. She opens the door of the gym and walks in. We follow, and I poke Justin.

“Like you said, no one for you to get worried about. All that I need is for you to teach me fighting skills. You are a man. Surely you know how to throw punches and kicks. “ What is this kid talking about? Is she paranoid now? And why would I even teach her fighting skills at her age? No……No……Caroline will skin me alive. I better stick to my promise of taking care of her and not teaching her to be kicking asses. Hell …. No…... “Come back to earth, uncle Jack. What are you thinking about? Do you by any chance want to kidnap me and that is why you are hesitant to teach me how to defend myself? “Angel asked “Of course not, baby girl. How could you think about me like that? I am supposed to be

"I’m here to monitor the construction of my new studio. And I’m not sure when I’m leaving." Emma frowned. "Which building?" "The one five blocks from your studio," Angel answered casually. I exchanged glances with Emma. What game was this woman playing? "What’s the name of your studio?" I asked. Angel smiled. But it was Emma who answered for her. "SpaceTeach. She owns it." I was shocked.