She Ra Queen Angella Novels & Stories

“You should have done your research beforehand. Perhaps you won’t fail stealing from another mafia.” He grunted. “Who are you?” She finally withdrew her gun and squatted down to his level. The confidence of this woman was beyond me. “Allow me to introduce myself. La regina. The queen of the mafia.” His chuckle was taunting yet with desperation. “There is no queen in the mafia.”

Brandon lowered his head, pressing his lips against the warm skin behind Robin’s ear, his voice loud enough to echo in the private box: "The necklace is fifty million, Robin. But the queen wearing it is priceless." Up on the balcony, framed by diamonds and draped in emerald fire, Robin rested her hand over Brandon’s forearm, looking down at the ruined, terrified faces of Dane and Nicole below with a chilling, victorious smile.

I said Shakily. "Please call me Amelia, at least when no one's there to avoid you getting into trouble with Logan or my Dad and besides I'm not the Alpha yet, so back to my question" she said staring up at me, it's only then that I realized I'm taller than she is which is weird as Omegas are generally small in size. "I umm .. I have been taking secret lessons, but I can only hold my own against a regular rank wolf at a time". I replied.

Her lips curved , not in a smile, but something deeper. Something ancient. “My name…” she said quietly, stepping closer. “Is Cercie Bloodburn.” The name hit me like thunder. My breath left my lungs violently. Bloodburn. The name from fairy tales. From forbidden lore. From bedtime stories meant to warn children about monsters in the dark. The Thunderstorms. I laughed weakly. “Right. And I’m the Queen of the Stars.” She stopped directly in front of me. Close enough that I could feel heat radiating from her body.

She turned around staring at the hallway in which she came out from her mind slowly drifted back to what she wore as she walked out of the room. She was barely putting on a bra and a short crazy jeans, short enough to see half of her butt. Yes Angella is extremely crazy but is she having an Affair with Christian?

She didn't fit into the kind of life that the women at the harem lived, satisfying different men for money and pleasure while some others were branded as sex slaves for their masters. I knew that I had already made it clear to my father that I had slept with Angela, but what if she went about broadcasting that I hadn't touched her? "Boss, we have arrived," Derek's voice cut through my chain of thoughts, snapping me back to reality. The impressive harem building came into view, and I ordered him, "Get out of the car and bring Angela over. Inform Rosa that Angela's training has officially come to an end." "Alright, boss," Derek answered before he moved away to bring Angela, and I sat in my car

Alpha Ryan Damison All I see is red. Anger. My veins ferociously pulsate hard as I think of my mate. My mate is a guy, I can’t accept this shit. Clearly, the Moon goddess had it out for me. What a sly bitch, as there is no more hilarious mistake than pairing me with a guy! I knew she hated me from the start. But there were bigger bastards than me in the past. Then why me? Why? My chest heaves menacingly, anger and fury rising to the surface. The way my mate existed disgusts me. His gender disgust me, his thin body, his weakness, everything about him disgusts me.

she announced "Let her in," Ethan replied and the receptionist left. "How are you doing?" Jacqueline greeted as she walked into the office wearing a close-fitting blue-black office dress with marching seven-inch heels. Her hair was well wrapped exposing her beautiful neck with some curls dangling on her face. She had fixed an eyelash making her eyelash freakishly long. "I am good," Ethan stood to his feet and greeted her with a kiss on both cheeks "Are you ready to see the place," she asked without sitting down

“Uhm, good afternoon ma’am. Sir Hugh is still not in here. He’s on a meeting- ” "You didn't answer my question." she cut me. I felt a bit taken a back. But still I smiled. “I’m Angel. Angel Brook, ma’am. ” The side of her lips went up playfully. Her heels clacked as she stepped forward to meet the gap between us. As she went in front of me she crossed her arms and scanned me from head to toe. I suddenly felt intimidated. “Oh, Angel. That Angel… ” she uttered more like to herself. I bowed so that I’ll feel more okay.

Drinks Of Waterfall kisses Michelle tenderly " Stay with the Queen until I am outside and don't get hurt " then quickly follows after Cesar. "You certainly do have the king wrapped around your pinky finger," Arlena comments with a clever smile playing on her pink lips. She is Grey Hawk's woman, lavished with jewels and has her face painted with makeup? She smells of fancy oils and creams that only the "noble women" have the the privilege of wearing. "I think we can all safely agree that the king has never let his guard down as when he is with you."