Creepy Talking Angela Novels & Stories

TEASER As I walked through the thick grass covering the forest floor, a strange hum whispered through the air. A faint, slicing sound that instantly triggered my instincts. An arrow. And it was heading straight for me. I froze and spun around. Just before the arrow could embed itself into my forehead, my left hand shot up and caught it effortlessly. In that very moment, a soft, sinister laugh echoed around me. “Angelicca…” a cold voice sneered. “That name doesn’t suit you. You’re worse than a wild beast.”

She can't afford to lose anything anymore now. “I need to call Draven…” she whispered, only to freeze. Her purse. She left it upstairs on the table. “No…” Angela sighed in distress and turned towards the elevator but… she froze. Suddenly a familiar scent hit her nostrils heavily. The musky and earthy like a forest which dropped her stomach to her feet. Angela looked around at the pin drop, bone-chilling silence and it hit her. She forgot to breathe, her feet jammed to the ground when she felt the dominating, inhumane presence behind her. The hair on the back of her neck raised with terror. She squeezed her eyes shut as the sound of slow yet strong footsteps from behind invaded her ears.

she shrieked as her body started to tremble, “I can't take it any longer p-please!” Angela cursed inwardly. Is he raping someone? That monster, pervert! “Did he say anything bad to you?” Grandma's voice cut into her thoughts,she blinked then shook her head immediately. “I am just kind of shy to talk to him In Front of everyone here”. The look Grandma gave to her made her remember how bad she was at lying. “My dearest Angela.What's the matter? You looked terrified, give me the phone and I will talk to him”. “No!..it's fine it's completely fine…I will talk to him here”.

"Mr. Daniel requests your presence in the main parlor." Angela closed her sketchbook and slipped it under a throw pillow—a small act of protection that felt increasingly necessary. The walk downstairs felt like a condemned prisoner's final march. With each step, the voices grew clearer—Daniel's practiced charm, Monroe's delighted t*****r, and threading through it all, a voice Angela recognized from tabloid videos and red carpet interviews.

Slow and steady but she was sure that if there was danger, he would climb as fast as a monkey. “Do not be so sure.” She heard an evil voice say behind her. She turned back to see nothing. There was nothing there but she heard something. Something was definitely there and she didn’t like the sound of it. How could the thing even read her mind? What was it? Angela wanted to get away from there as fast as possible. She walked back moving closer to the tree. “Miles,” Angela said in a worried tone, walking slower to the tree. “Yes. Is something wrong?”

"Will I ever find this house? I've been driving for hours." It's dark and stormy. Angela is trying to keep her eyes open. She hasn't had a decent sleep in days. While driving along the narrow road, Angela notices a supermarket, and to her surprise, it's open and empty. She climbs out entering the supermarket; there is no cashier either. She walks through the supermarket and gets some soda. When she notices a dead lady wearing a blue jacket in the aisle, she seems to be in her early forties. She hides when she hears the door opening from the back of the supermarket. “Someone just entered here; lock the door. That truck was not there before. Let's split up." Says a male voice.

Any man or woman that walked threw these doors were just enamored with her which made bookings a breeze. "Connor! great to see you!" Angela was bouncing out from behind the desk making her way to me "Angie how's business?" She embraced me in a quick hug, even though she is a Succubus she doesn't use her aura of seduction on me, could be because I am pretty close with her Father and uncles. "its great we are booked up for the next two months!" she smiles up at me

he kissed her, I smile, I spray gold dust on the baby so I can track the baby anytime, ok it's time for me to go, I will be back. ***** back to heaven immediately I enter the portal of heaven I feel recharged, its holiness and light, I feel like I could finally breathe, the fight with the Dracula bloodline vampire is over, I heard just two angels died, the father is going to take their souls and bring them.

His jaw dropped, his mouth hanging open, wide enough to fit an egg. After a long pause, he finally found his voice again. "Angela is such a menace. At this point, you can just report her and have the police deal with her." Harry had met Angela a few times before. On the surface, she seemed harmless, much like a frail woman who wouldn't even hurt a fly. Who would ever connect her to those revolting bugs? The truth, however, was far worse than anyone imagined. Not only was she connected to the bugs, but she was also the one who bred them.

[cries] “In some way you did when you became careless, your burner phone you forgot in the living room yesterday remember? Yah, Angela found it went through the phone and sent everything she found to dad, that’s how we knew you were working with George. Interesting right? [calmly murmuring] “What? That lying ugly fat bitch! All along she pretended to be my friend just to spy on me. You deserve each other. Ugh….[continues crying] “No,no,no,no my Wife ain’t a bitch neither is she ugly but you are right about one thing, we are definitely a match in heaven. A woman who knows how to protect her husband from whores like you.”