Annabella Stoermer Coleman Novels & Stories

"What girl? What are you talking about?" He turns the phone around so I can see the screen, and I'm looking at a photograph of myself. It's one of those candid shots someone took without me knowing, probably while I was working at the café. "Her name is Annabelle Callahan. She's twenty-two years old, and she works at a coffee shop in Queens." His eyes finally meet mine, and they're filled with something that looks like horror. "Her mother was Elena Reyes, and according to my father's will, she inherited thirty-five percent of everything he owned."

Interviewer: Alleged? Me: In this file, you would understand my terms. Cole was a pawn for the queen. Annabel handed all the inflow. She directed it all to her accounts. There was nothing in Cole’s name. He wasn’t paid a dime. Here is a proof. The account statements and all. Interviewer: ( collects the file and shows it to the camera) These are huge figures. She has been using us all these times to plead her course. I feel used to Cabin city. Thank you so much Mr Damien for this light.

"Stuttering like a fool when the Alpha asked you a simple question." The camera angle shifted, revealing a younger Annabella, her head bowed, hands clasped tightly before her. "I'm sorry, Father. I was nervous." The slap came without warning, the sound echoing through the meeting hall. Several of the Alpha Heirs flinched despite having seen the footage before. Lucian pressed closer to Cage, who placed a protective hand on the boy's shoulder. Everett stared in shock as on-screen, Annabella didn't cry out or touch her reddening cheek. She simply stood there, accepting the punishment with a resignation that spoke of long practice.

Annabella said and everyone gasped "Still confused?? Then watch this" She turned to the Projector and a video came on...showing Stella's face and then Annabella Madison's eyes widened as the video started "You sent for me,why?" Annabella asked Stella "Yes,that's because I heard about what happened to boss's child" Stella said "You have any idea about this?" Annabella asked "Yes,I know who poisoned her" Stella said and Annabella moved closer "Who??" She asked "Madison....her homeroom teacher" Stella said

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

I did so, Robert stepped towards Damon and walked into him, Damon's body spasmed once, twice, then stopped, "Damon?" I questioned, Damon lifted his hands to his face, he felt his own face and then looked down at himself, "Damon?" I questioned again "No, not Damon, Robert" he whispered I nodded with a smile, happy it worked "What now?" I asked "Now it's time for your initiation, ready?" He asked, I nodded "I, Robert Leatherman, council member of the uni-taur coven, announce that you, Anastasia Long, daughter of Edward Long, have the opportunity to join this coven, do you accept?"

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

Unable to persuade Smith, she turned to Annabelle for help, asking her to put in a word or two. The celebrity nodded and came over while removing her sunglasses and mask to tell Smith, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Smith. I’m Annabelle Laking, your female co-star in the movie.” Smith was smitten when he saw her. His gaze was alight and unblinking as it never strayed from Annabelle. “Ah, the beautiful Miss Annabelle Laking. You look more beautiful and elegant in real life than in the photos.” He extended his hand to shake Annabelle’s as he spoke. Although Annabelle accepted the gesture, Smith did not let go after a shake. Instead, his thumb stroked the back of her hand. The movement felt so incredib

Aria and Jerry, hearts bound together, braced themselves for defense and focused their strength. Daniel, unaware of the serpent sleeping beside him, clutched tighter to his revenge. Ann, ever smiling, sharpened her fangs in the night. And Isabelle, quiet but on fire, stepped into the shadows with one mission: protect Josh, and maybe—just maybe—save Daniel from himself. The rain beat against the office windows as Isabelle sat across from the private investigator in a dimly lit café. The investigator's voice sent shivers down her spine. "Ann Stevenson is not what she seems. Her name is Annabelle Carrington. She has a trail of legal disputes, vanished companies, and allegations of fraud in at l

What they found there was gruesome. Anabella changed Carmela Ungaro years ago. Carmela was a budding artist peddling her wares in the art district when Anabella found her. Until ten years ago, she lived with Anabella before marrying Lennie Marston—a human. Anabella had her trepidations about the union, but she was not one to impose her views on others. Carmela knew her human family would die one day, but until that day came, she had her husband and their adopted son Benji. Anabella kept the two humans at arm’s length. That, however, did not stop Benji from sending his Nana handcrafted cards every year on her birthday and at Christmas.