Creepy Talking Angela Novels & Stories

Not this one, it must be very expensive. The marvelous scent still lingered in her nose as she made her way to the bed. “What are you doing?” Killian asked Angela when he saw her mumbling something under her breath. They were having their breakfast. Angela didn’t bother to reply and continued to mumble. “Are you talking to yourself?” Killian queried, suddenly concerned for her mental health. He wondered if he would have to hire a psychiatrist as well. “I was saying grace,” the girl chirped haughtily once done with her prayer.

Aurora explained and Angela's stomach twisted up in knots. "No," Angela whispered shakily. "I... I'm fine. It was just a prank. I wanted to scare you, will talk to you later," She dropped the call before Aurora could say anything. Angela needs to leave. Her phone vibrated as Aurora's name flashed on the screen. Angela switched off her phone. Her heart rattled and slammed wildly in her chest when she inhaled that irresistible scent getting closer, she stumbled out of the bed thinking of shifting and jumping out of the window when all of a sudden, her door slammed open with such power that it banged against the wall and rattled with vicious force.

Angela ran from a nightmare, only to move in with the monster. To escape being sold to the savage Branco Ovest pack, Angela binds her chest, chops her hair, and sneaks into the elite, all-male Accademia Alpha as "Angelo." It’s the perfect hiding spot—until she sees her room assignment. Her new roommate is Dante, the lethal, terrifying Alpha heir to the very pack she fled. "You smell entirely too sweet for a boy," Dante murmured, his massive frame backing her against the locked dorm room door. His silver eyes flashed with a dark, predatory hunger. "Like vanilla, panic... and something else. Something that makes my fangs ache." "Stay away from me," she choked out, her heart hammering wildly

Angel felt strange fully covered but was mostly glad for the boots. They all lined up as a big truck pulled over in front of the house. Angel tensed up when he saw Antonio Rufus Frankenstein's doctor come out, pushing a cart pack full of his mind-controlling devices. He sighed, thinking of the new hurdle he may not be able to escape. "If at any point I turn mindless and can't remember who you are, I will appreciate you ran for your dear life," Angel muttered calmly under his breath. Aaron silently cursed. "And if you have any means to stop me, use it," Angel added.

*Michael, get a hold of yourself, you can't do this here, I felt so pathetic trying to calm his anger. *Alex, please let's talk in private, you need to explain to me, exactly what is going on, he seems damn serious, I thought to myself ( there was a buzz on his phone) thank goodness, I was able to find my way out of there out of the bar, while he was taking the call. I ran out quickly before he realizes that I'm gone. ERICA

I took a hold of my phone laying on top of the table beside me and proceeding to read it but I was wrong to do that. The moment my phone lit brightly in front of my eyes, I shuddered in fear making me bit my inside cheeks. Unknown- Do you think you can run away? Unknown- Don't be stupid, meet me tomorrow and you know where... Unknown- Don't think that I don't know where you live Angela Unknown- If you don't want to die- come see me tomorrow. I shove my phone away, hugging my body as I was now in a sitting position. The sudden cold that hugged my whole body make me shaking hard.

Caleb stepped forward and embraced me in a brotherly hug. I stood awkwardly as he squeezed me in a tight hug. I don't know what was happening or if I was somehow in an alternate universe. There was no way that this was actually happening. No fucking way. He pulled back away from me and plastered a fake smile on his face. ‘You are so fucking dead’, he spoke through the mind link as he continued to smile. I gulped in fear as my wolf clawed desperately trying to fight her way to the surface. I didn't want to cause yet another scene, so I tried to calm her down.

Each cry felt like a hook pulling me back from the edge of oblivion. Making me... unable to bear it anymore. With my last bit of consciousness, I dialed the number for the healing den. My fingers were clumsy, missing the buttons several times before I finally managed to connect the call. "Healing Den, how may I help you?" a female voice answered. "Help," was all I managed to say before the phone slipped from my grasp, clattering to the floor. Echo's meows grew slightly quieter, as if she knew help was coming. Her small body pressed against mine, her rough tongue licking my hand that dangled off the bed.

The security footage froze, capturing the venomous, triumphant sneer on her face. Dale was completely paralyzed on the spot. He didn't even react as the Enforcers pulled a communication device off him. All he could do was stare at Maya in shock. "T-That's impossible… Maya, did you actually spike Sierra's water?" Maya's face was ash-gray. Her knees buckled, and she collapsed heavily onto the floor. I looked at the duo coldly. "Now, why aren't you calling me unreasonable anymore?" Dale opened his mouth, but his throat seemed stuffed. He couldn't force out a single word.

he murmured against my ear, his voice rough and low. I slapped a hand over my mouth, eyes wide with nervous tension. As if punishing me, Kyle was relentless that night. He always had a way of making me feel like he’d fucking me and consume me entirely. I woke up sore but Kyle was already gone the next morning. I am Angela Wells. I had grown up with my grandmom, just the two of us. When I was eighteen, my grandmom fell gravely ill and needed surgery. The staggering medical costs had forced me into a desperate decision—I’d sold my virgin.