Novel & Cerita Reyna Angelica Marroquin

“Right.” Angel wasn’t giving in on this. Attraction notwith-standing, she knew what she was doing here was the right thing to do. It was important to her. To the planet. Mariana wasn’t going to win, not now. No matter how many times in the past her sister had managed to come out smelling like a hibiscus, this time, Angel had Right on her side. “Look, Mariana. I know what I’m doing. I’ve studied them for selinos.”

I tear my gaze from the looming building to her, rubbing my clammy palms on my black dress. “You truly look like a goddess,” Marina says, repeating what the makeup artist, who’d done my makeup said when she saw me all dressed up. She’d been so startled when she saw me, claiming I was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. I’d appreciated the compliment right until she said I looked like an angel. Lily had been more than delighted to let her know my name is Angelica. “You are the goddess,” I tell Marina with a chuckle, finally feeling my stomach unknot itself.

It was a slap in her face! And it was so loud! In the exclaimed voices of everyone, Maria potted all the remaining colored balls. Then she turned around to smile at Angel, "I won." Angel was extremely displeased. She was the Queen of Billiards in San Diego. But she lost to Mia. It was humiliating! She glared at Maria angrily, took out a card from her bag, walked to Maria and slapped the card directly on Maria’s face, "If it hadn't been for Young Master Thomas letting you take the advantage of us, how could you even possibly win?"

I looked at the Alpha and frowned. "So which name are we supposed to call you, Alpha?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Layton. Arachne is the only one who can call me Henry." I nodded with a frown when he said Arachne. The womans name was Emiko, unless she also went by Arachne. "So are you attending the festival, Gamma Channing?" "I am the Moon Oracle, and I hate that festival." I growled at him as I stepped back. "I must be going."

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

I asked Flynn bewildered as I looked around the room. He just shook his head and laughed. "I wished I could. I hired a wedding planner, pudding." "Here's Aunty Jill and Uncle Flynn." Reina walked over towards us with a little girl in her hand, followed by her husband Luca. "Say hello." "Hello." The little girl said shyly. Her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly. I guess she just woke up from her nap. "Hi Angelica, you look so beautiful." I said smiling at her. Like Amari, she also wore a white dress and flower crown. The only difference is, is that she's three years younger than Amari.

The car isn't suffocating anymore, there's a comfortable silence and I like it. I look in the rearview mirror and I see Marcus's car behind mine, alone with Angel. I smile as I watch our black cars in tow. I enter the fence and park, I watch as the cars entered and everyone else parks. I get down and wait as Marcus and his men get out of their car, along with Angel and two men. I waved to Marcus and his men and walked over to Angel, “I'm glad you could make it” She grins, “I'm not here for you though, I told you I wanted in on the fun”

She places our daughter on her lap as the bar maid brings toys for her to play with. “Thanks Coral. I will speak to you later on.” She says, dismissing her and we just look at each other. The atmosphere is palpable. “What is her name?” I break the awkward stare off we are having. Angel bits her lip and looks at me. “Rebel Carlotta Moretti. She has not long turned two years old.” She says, and I nod my head at her. I test her name on my togue Rebel. She looks up at her mom after hearing her name.

James said, turning and giving a curt nod to a darkened doorway that Alex could barely see shapes moving within. A tan-skinned woman seemed to materialize then, stepping out of the doorway and walking over toward Kenny. She was wearing a simple black mask like James, but was dressed in a gorgeous set of lingerie, red and black lace, crisscrossing over her incredible frame. Long dark hair spun down from her head and she smiled sweetly at Kenny. "Hello sir, my name is Angelica," she said, her accent thick and marking her as being of Hispanic descent. "Kenneth," he said, smiling at her as she laced her arm into his.