Darkstalker Felicia Novels & Stories

Maya fought, stubbornly. “Let the girl eat peacefully, Maya,” my head spun to the side where the voice came from. A dark-skinned girl was standing by the door. Her hair was shining black and her figure was stalwart. She was wearing a black tank top and tights showing all her perfect curves. Her features were bold and sharp. Standing in her presence made me feel…well puny. “Felicia,” Maya sang. Oh. So she is Felicia. She is not what I had in mind.

Otherwise, she could not have been the group's favorite like Candy. Therefore, when she saw Kevin acting mysterious and did not want to say more, she would not continue to pester him. Then, Felicia grinned proudly as if she had something important to announce, "By the way, let me tell you guys something. I'm skipping class this afternoon. Tianna and Candy, do you guys want to come with me?" Candy snorted, failing to hold herself back. That was why Felicia was the joker among them. When it came to things like skipping classes, she could just do it secretly. Who would announce it so openly on purpose, especially by doing that in front of Eleven? What on earth was she thinking?

Grudgingly, he withdrew, closing the door, stranding me in the uncanny hush with the Seer. Felicia appraised me, her head cocked. "You've invited a tempest into your existence, Alpha. A stunning, perilous storm cloaked in mortal form." My pulse thundered in my chest. "You understand my purpose here." "She defies possibility," Felicia went on, ignoring my words. "A mortal bearing a celestial spirit, ablaze with a radiance unfit for this realm. You aim to comprehend her. To reign over her." A gradual, insightful grin graced her mouth. "You won't succeed."

As a result, she failed to notice that Micah's legs were trembling in fear. Felicity forced herself to calm down as the Seasharks alighted on the beach. She pointed at Stella and me and stammered, "Y-You came just in time! Hurry and capture those two foolish lunatics who dared to offend my guests! I want you to beat them to a pulp!" The leader of the Seasharks wasn't bothered enough to even spare a single glance at Felicity. Instead, she strode over to Stella and me.

Now, all her plans were ruined. Keith, who was targeted by her uncle's men as a result of him getting involved in her problem. And she was followed by her stalker until she had to ask Felicia, who unexpectedly has the driving skills of a racer (she remembered it pretty well that her personal assistant did not put this skill on her CV other than her taekwondo black belt achievement when she applied for the position as her personal assistant at the time she first opened her job position which was immediately made her accept Felicia as her personal assistant.) looked a little further and made a detour to trick her stalker's eyes from chasing after her.

The woman stated, a clear trail of disgust glinting on her face. “Yes. I’m Vivica. How may I help you?” She scoffed and muttered under her breath, “Help me? As if.” “Well, Vivica, I’m Felicia. Alpha Adrian hired me to transform you. He doesn’t like what he is seeing so…” she trailed off, scanning me as if I’d been freshly picked out of a trash can. “Adrian said that?” My voice came out low and devastated. “Well, not literally, but isn’t that what he means if he has to hire a professional like me?” Felicia turned toward the maid, who nodded in agreement.

She looked very beautiful and elegant in her strapless red dress and stilettos and I was certain that every man in the building was mesmerized by her beauty, I would too if I wasn’t from a not so presentable background and if she wasn’t also a menace to every outcast in Crest-vile Academy. I have never seen Felicia this happy before, although she is normally always smiling and causing havoc or hosting parties with her minions but this is the very first time I will be seeing her genuinely happy, she looked so in love and satisfied with seeing the jerk that I immediately wanted to leave the area so she could have him to herself.

She could not understand why these people hated her so much, but she knew that if she tried to hurt her demonic daughter, these people would not be merciful. Felicia was escorted outdoors without eating anything this time. And instead of the bloodied and dusty white dress she wore yesterday, she was dressed in a black dress with nothing warm to keep her warm from the chills. When she was led outdoors, she noticed a gazebo in the distance and several masked figures guarding it, and she guessed who was waiting for her without being told. Felicia did not say anything and simply let Grace take her to the gazebo. When she came, she found Vaquesha sitting on a fur-covered chair, and opposite her w

Felicia's blonde hair makes her look innocent, and combined with her angelic face, you could mistake her for something ethereal, but the truth is that she might be as evil as me. There have been plenty of women disappearing inside my ground, and I suspect she got something to do with it. The sweet, little thing is a serial killer in disguise, a wolf among the lamb. But I won't share that fact with anyone—Felicia can keep that secret. I walk up to the woman, squatting down to grab her chin and force her to look into my eyes. She is trembling, perfect. Now she knows how her victims felt when she cut them. "Felicia the cutter," I couldn't sound more fulfilled if I tried. "I believe you know why

Rose asks, her voice filled with a tinge of apprehension. Felicia remains calm, her gaze shifting from her coffee to Rose. There is a brief pause as she collects her thoughts, her demeanor indicating a level of understanding that catches Rose off guard. Felicia takes a deep breath and begins to speak, her voice steady and reassuring. "Rose, I know so much about you," she says, her words hanging in the air, inviting Rose to explore the depths of her own experiences and secrets.