Novel & Cerita L'ange Dechu

She couldn't help but smile. Then her eyes caught movement and she looked up to the left to see the bitchy Annette examining herself in the long mirror at the corridor. She repaired her hair, pushed her big boobs higher to reveal more of the fake assets and raised her already short skirt higher above her knees to her thighs. Then she smiled at her reflection. Laura frowned, wondering who she was doing all that for then the lady started to walk towards her with a file in her hand. She stiffened when she saw her and a scowl appeared on her makeup caked face.

AVA The loud, blaring music and whispers waving through the crowd behind us fades away slowly the further we stepped into Hunter’s ridiculously huge parking lot. It’s cold, and I don’t need to look into a mirror to know my entire body is turning purple right now. The temperature of the frigid night air makes each tiny hair on my body stand straight up. I exhale a breath and bring two of my palms together, rubbing them for heat. But it’s useless as I’m practically bare in other parts of my body, and I have nothing else with me but this sexy shimmery swimsuit I had stupidly put on.

I know, I know! I'm going to get Lulu! This way, I'll kill two birds with one stone! I'll get Lulu back, and she'll go back to giving me advice on that fashion bullshit and shades that bring out the color of my eyes... And, then, Elio will finally stop being unhappy. I nervously reach for one of the petit fours and freeze when I hear my goddess take a breath in surprise. An angel seems to be passing between us and Cazzo! Who changed the fucking lighting in the office?

Par la lune et par la Nuit, que la maudite perde sa vie … (By the moon, by the night the cursed one shall die) Par la lune et par la Nuit, que la maudite perde sa vie … (By the moon, by the night the cursed one shall die) Par la lune et par la Nuit, que la maudite perde sa vie… (By the moon, by the night the cursed one shall die) Par la lune et par la Nuit, que la maudite perde sa vie… (By the moon, by the night the cursed one shall die) Par la lune et par la Nuit, que la maudite perde sa vie… (By the moon, by the night the cursed one shall die)

Gothic spires of crystallized regret pierced the low sky, and distant screams echoed faintly, swallowed by the endless mist. As they traveled deeper, fragments began surfacing in Roberto’s mind. A woman singing softly, her voice warm and lilting, fingers brushing through a young boy’s hair. *His mother.* Then the same woman crying in the dark, shoulders shaking as she clutched a small wooden cross. Francesco’s voice, sharp and furious, shouting commands that made the house feel smaller. A locked door at the end of a long hallway. Pounding fists. A muffled scream that tore through the silence.

A colourless glass table was right in the center of the sitting room with a little, one foot golden statue at the top of it. A large picture frame was at the other end with a picture of Aubert sitting on a red arm chair, both his arms on the rest and dressed in a grey suit. He looked a lot younger with just little white strands among his black hair and stubs on his jaw. His look was more masculine with his jaw perfectly sculpted, defined and his lips in a thin line. Almost like he was an older version of Leo.

“Down!” I had my arm around Jace’s shoulders as I pushed him forward to the floor, and my other arm was around Malachi, and I gripped Levi’s jacket tightly. “Hylja sála!” Blue flames enveloped all of us as the bullets tore through the windows of the restaurant with deafening bursts.

With something deeper than mockery and spite. I shut my eyes and drag in a breath. “Angioletto.” “I’ve been waiting for you.”

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Return home… Return home… … Outside the window, a sudden clap of thunder cut through the sky as though tearing it apart. There was lightning, followed by pouring rain. As the wind and rain ravaged the earth, Angeline’s horrific scream reverberated throughout Château de Selene. “Ahhh. It hurts!” Jay bolted upright in bed and stared anxiously at Angeline who was crying out in pain. “What’s wrong, Angeline?” Angeline huffed and said, “I can’t hold on any longer, Jaybie.”