Azalea Doll Novels & Stories

Melody asks. Azalea, exposes more rolling laughter, a woman fifteen years older than Melody, her old vacation neighbor, had on occasion been her sitter, a mentor, and a friend. A trusty confidant. Her blue-green eyes focus on Melody, softened, humored, her mouth remains in a smiling pose reaching her eyes. “Melody, not really, they’re more for gardening. Sand out of shoes is a trick, barefoot is always the other option.” Melody, chuckles, observing Azalea’s caramel hinted brown hair, and bronzed skin, still slender and petite. “So how have you been, are you married, and your kiddos, how are they?”

Alfred found the clothe in Chevy’s belongings, Chevy was a classic playboy so there were no shortage of women stuffs in his luggage. As ivory approached the door to leave, she shook her head and turned around. ‘the reason why I visited you was to tell you that I want you to be in my team, I plan to go to Buklime mountain to gather some herbs and the ice lotus for merits point and I’m currently teamless...you can also tell your friends to join…if you want to’. Having said this she turned around and left. Immediately she left, Alfred jumped on the bed, grabbed his hair and used his head to hit the bed as he knelt on the bed.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY. Brianna and Lisa bought brand new clothes for the kids that evening, wanting to do everything to show that they were in fact happy with them, and not that they'd tortured them. They dressed Azella in a beautiful pink dress with fluffy pleats. Her hair was styled, and pretty pins were fixed on it. She looked like a pretty doll. Azel was dressed in a white T-shirt, white joggers, and deep blue jeans. He was given a superhero toy, while Azella was given a fluffy white teddy bear.

"Aid him, or I swear… I swear if he dies, I'll kill you. I'll kill you!" Julia sighed. "I thought I heard you bargaining, but it seems I heard you wrong." She pretended to be heading out of the room. Azalea closed her eyes, pissed. "I'd do anything," she whispered. "I said I'd do anything! Just get on with it!" "Anything?" Julia asked eagerly. "Anything I say?" She answered her with a growl. "Yes. Are you deaf?" "Hollo!" she called. A small girl entered the room. In her hands is a container of vials and bandages. "Hollo can heal the little kid. Right, Hollo?"

Not hers. My hands started shaking. 'Are they selling off coma patients' bodies?' All those stories from school came flooding back. My skin crawled. I fought the nausea and fear, forced myself to finish cleaning her up. I was about to leave when I saw it—the music box on her nightstand. Ms. Deinert had told me not to mess with it. But my hand moved anyway. I popped it open. No music. Just velvet at the bottom. Then I saw it—tiny crumbs near the edge. Crackers, maybe?

Azzazal's pov "You haven't slept yet?" Azzazal asked Althea when he noticed that she is sitting on his bed deep in thoughts. He made his way towards the dressing table and picked something up from there. He approached her and fastened something around her neck. She looked down at the pendant in surprise. "What is it?" She asked, trying to look at it properly. But it's short length didn't allow her much to see. "Go and look in the mirror, you can look at it more clearly" he advised looking at her curiosity.

Deke had no answers—to any of his questions—as he filed up the little brick walkway, past rows of colorful flowers blooming like crazy. “Gorgeous azaleas,” Luc murmured as he rang the bell. What the fuck is an azalea? Why were his palms sweating? Alyssa opened the door wearing a classic black skirt with a slit to the thigh and a lace-edged, off-the-shoulder top that showed just a hint of cleavage. “Hi, guys. Come inside.” Deke hesitated, but stepped in after Luc and glanced at the place. Soothing shades of greens with splashes of yellow. Earth tones everywhere. Even one of those Zen garden waterfall things. Black-and-white photos of nature scenes. It all said peace.

"Yeah-no." Zale brows crease in thought as you swivel your attention to your phone, displaying your back to him. He knew that there would be a ten percent chance you'd most likely accept his offer, but even with that in mind he still asked away. His eyes unconsciously drops to the pajama clad plushie, and he licks his lips. "Who gave this to you Lia?" When you slip away from your device, you turn and find yourself directly tracing the direction of his finger and it lands on the doll sitting on top of your desk. You had placed it there after Zale flung it across the room as if though it were a useless rug.

And even Aiden loved her. Kissing her on her forehead I put her on the bed and placed cushions all over to make a boundary in case she turned in her sleep. Walking to my room, I took a quick shower before getting into bed. There was no homework so I had the whole day to myself. However, I was wide awake. I couldn't take that power nap as much as I wanted. Everything rushed to my mind just as I closed my eyes to sleep. His beautiful blue eyes, that could suck your soul, and those hot lips that I just wanted on mine. Ugh, Arabella. Get your head out of the gutter.

It wasn’t until azalea stopped at the waterfall and looked in that I saw her for the first time. “Wow, oh my goddess, Azelea your beautiful. Your, your so white. No wonder they couldn’t stop looking at us. I couldn’t stop staring at her reflection in the water. Azelea was brilliant white with a glow of blue around her head; her eyes were a shade of purple. And when the breeze whipped past I’m sure it looked like her fur sparkled. Azelea was the most beautiful wolf I had ever seen.