Flamingo Albert Novels & Stories

Albert cannot talk since he was so grossed out by the smell that he cannot even move at all. Turning at the corner where Damian and Excami were placed according to the plan, she saw that there was indeed a small string of smoke coming from a box that was cleverly hidden— it was camouflaged in the wall, having the same colour as the wall. “Albert, come here for a second.” Hestia called out. It took a few seconds before she heard a couple of footsteps coming towards her.

She tried to make Alberto's bird stand back up. Not only that, Alberto also played with Vega's big breasts. He licked Vega's breasts and Vega's nipples. He played with his tongue skillfully. After Alberto's bird stood up, Vega immediately commented. "Honey, your bird is bigger again!" "Ah!" Alberto sighed. Alberto immediately lifted his body and he saw the bird standing up again. The bird is not only taller, but also larger. "Yes. It's bigger too," commented Alberto. After that, Vega licked Alberto's bird while he played with Alberto's fruit. Again and again, Alberto sighed because he felt very good.

“If that’s a secret, you’re not doing a good job of hiding it.” “I think he likes me.” “You think?” she asks. I take a deep breath and wipe away a renegade tear that escaped down my cheek. “Five more days and it’s over.” “Stop. It’s not. According to Stephen you killed that fashion show. Even you have told me that the numbers have exceeded speculation. I know enough about the running of a business to know that numbers speak louder than anyone’s opinion. Have faith.” “I want to.” Before Kimbra can reply, the kitchen door swings inward and Beth enters with three large goblets of moscato. I move toward her, trying to ease one from her hands.

Lu made the introduction "And Flavia, this is my new pet Alita, as I say before, she is one in a million" Flavia faked a smile as she extended her arm to Alita who took it and shook with her fake smile in return. "So Alita, how long is your contract?" Flavia asked, she took a glass of champagne from one of the waitresses and pointed at Lu and Alita who also took each cup of Champagne. "Till death," Lu said. Flavia went rigid, she looked at Alita with hate and stood up, she clapped her hands drawing awareness. With a smirk on her face, she went close to Alita and emptied her glass of champagne on her.

He was sure he would go mad if Ryloston took Era from him as well. * "So, Bernard, have you confirmed it?" The voice of Freddy Hart Wellington, Alpha of the Ryloston Pack, echoed through the vast, gloomy hall of his palace. It sent vibrations through the air, creating waves of fear that made every living creature there tremble. As a result, the night creatures that had been singing fell silent, and even the wind seemed to stop blowing in unison. Everything was eerily quiet, the atmosphere deeply unsettling. "Yes, Alpha," Bernard Castillo replied with a confident nod. The Beta of the Ryloston Pack then added, "Everything is as you suspected. She is indeed the girl."

*One Hour Ago* “Allow me to introduce myself,” the flamingo lady said in her nasal voice. “I am Alexandra Cheng. One of the top five fashion designers in the world. And tonight, I will turn you from a beautiful duckling to a gorgeous swan!” Duckling? But I’m a mermaid, Alya added in her thoughts. Before she could ask what was going on, the flamingo lady snapped her fingers and a couple of assistants came running out of one of the rooms within the suite.

But she's a scared widow and a handicrafter, not the wife of a Shark, who is a murderer. Alyona flinches, breathing hard and thinking what kind of freak is in her house, standing and moving in front of her. She's worried sick, too, about her daughter, wondering what she's playing now. Mahone breathes slowly for a bit to calm himself, then turns to her. "You ever heard of a horrible looking, toothless and bald-headed man name Flamingo Shark?" "American serial killer?"

the voice said again and the next thing I knew, I was being lifted off the ground, bridal style. I wiped the water from my eyes and studied my savior. I recognized him with the eyeglasses that he was wearing. If I’m not mistaken, he’s a delta of this pack. He has pale skin; slanted, monolid eyes; plump lips; and a high-bridged nose. He had thin arms, but he was surprisingly sturdy. I think his name is Albert? Yeah, Albert, the womanizer. He was infamous for fathering four wolf-pups with a she-wolf and yet still had the gall to flirt with other she-wolves in the pack. His womanizing extended to other packs. Even the rogues weren’t safe from him. I don’t think he ever declared or claimed his w

No humor. I watched him flip another page, still hunting for a miracle. The plan hadn’t changed: I drink poison, the four siphoners—Chloe, Samantha, and their twins—drain my power fast enough to feed it into Freya without the Flame burning her alive. She channels it to seal the barrier and push improvements through—fertile soil, clean water on the other side—so the next Flame bearer doesn’t inherit starving, furious people. I leave notes. That’s it.

Danielle seductively said as he gently placed two fingers under the seated Zompano’s chin and lifted it slightly up so that their lips were merely inches apart. Zompano’s breath hitched as Danielle looked down at him and whispered, “Are you sure you want to take away this human with you …. ,” he trailed off while letting Zompano’s eyes rake over his body from head to toe, before emphasizing on the word, “ …. Alpha !” “No !” Zompano breathed out as his eyes widened and fear struck his body. “No. No. No !! It can’t be !” he exclaimed shaken as if he saw the most terrifying thing in the world.