Mlbb Angela Novels & Stories

Transforming into a rage like a lion’s fury! "Damn cursed woman! I will definitely retaliate more mercilessly!" Axel roared and threw Damian's phone, leaving the man standing there in silence, saddened by the state of his destroyed phone in a matter of seconds! *** Angela burst into laughter. She hadn't expected the morning to feel so bright and enjoyable. Who would have thought that Park Ae Ra’s career would dim on its own very soon? ‘Finally, today has arrived! I've been waiting for this for so long!’ Angela thought happily as she watched the news unfold, without needing to dirty her own hands!

A middle-aged woman with a kind temperament stood up as she introduced herself. "I am Angela Campbell, a first-generation singer who was part of the famous girl band that shook the world in the 1900's. It is a pleasure to meet you all.” She waved at them and sat down. Alexa's eyes opened as she glanced at Angela with respect. Angela was the idol back in the early 20's, she was the leader of the popular girl group 'The Matrix' but the group disbanded ten years ago. After that, Angela went into hiatus. Alexa didn't expect to see her there in the show, the once gorgeous fiery woman had toned down her aura and became more peaceful. That was the main reason Alexa couldn't even recognize her at fi

Angela ignored the man’s inexplicable words. Her eyes stayed fixed on him. “Put the child down first.” He didn’t move. Angela was trained in martial arts since childhood and had once taken down five karate champions in a row. She wasn’t afraid at all. She swung again. This time, the man moved with unexpected courtesy. He blocked with one hand, only dodging and never striking back. Angela spotted an opening and lifted her leg to kick. The little girl cried out anxiously, “Ma’am, he’s my dad!”

I whined rolling my eyes at him as I walked past him, swaying my backside. I'm pretty sure the idiot have a crush on my pussy but he dare not pull his cock unless he want it to be chopped off by done Russian dogs. My name is Angela, Angela Trump. I have no idea about my parents. I was only shown the video of my father sprawling in his pool of blood with splattered brain. I vowed upon watching the video that I'd be the one to pull the fucking trigger on the motherfucker that killed my parents. A sigh eluded my lips as I stopped in front of the door where I'm gonna be pound and grind. Leg raises up, hands tied behind my back, vibrator machine and a lot of all kind. I knocked at the door. "Come

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.