Twilight Angela Weber Novels & Stories

Why wouldn’t my mate want me? The cook scoffs, but I ignore him and move closer to the waitress. Upon closer inspection, I notice that this girl, Angela, is a Beta. Wait a minute—now I remember! This girl has been missing for two years and is from Alpha Damon’s pack. That girl had blonde hair, whereas this one had dark hair. Before I get a chance to ask more, I hear a howl of a hunt, and not long after, I hear Dean’s howl, and then I hear a scream.

"And leave her alone for a while! She needs to rest." I laughed as Leila blushed. "I just can't help myself," I teased, pulling Leila to my side. Angela was probably the only person who could get by with saying that, but it was her way of teasing, reminding me of an older woman, protective of a granddaughter or the like, but Angela didn't look a day over twenty-five. That was the beauty of vampirism. "Oh, what am I going to do with you?" she asked. "Good question," I returned. "I have no idea."

The energy in Abigail's legs sapped as she glanced at her daughter. Her eyes flickered,her breath hitching in her chest when she saw the confident of her petite daughter. She looks different... cunning! Angela took a step forward and exhaled heavily. "I,Angela Wilson is here today to wed Mr Winslow, contrary to the name - Earnshaw you saw on the invitation letter." Angela's sudden announcement broke into the hall,and the crowd all gasps.

“I mean—yes, I’m… staying with him. Temporarily.” “Mmm,” she said, stirring her tea slowly. “And it’s true? You were human?” I nodded. “Was. Something else now, I suppose.” Alvar leaned forward, interest lighting his face. “And your sister—she’s the one mated to the Twilight High Lord, isn’t she?” My stomach twisted, just slightly. Feena stilled mid-pour. Elarin’s expression went carefully blank. “You’ll have to forgive us,” she said slowly. “That court… it carries a reputation. And its High Lord even more so. We don’t see many from the upper courts down here.”

Angela smiled tracing a finger along Tomiwa’s cheek, making her shiver in fear. “ Even though it was pathetic.” She tore the top of Tomiwa’s shirt to expose her neck. Tomiwa’s eyes went wide as she knew what Angela was going to do next. “Any last words?” Angela grinned as her eyes turned red and her canines became elongated. Her smile suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a scream of pain as Jake drove the wooden impromptu stake with force into her heart from behind. He held on to the stake as she stopped her screaming.

Torin explained to Lyra that Angela was a famous stylist who had been highly sought after by socialites and ladies in recent years. However, when Lyra met Angela, she was surprised. She thought Angela was a girl, but it turned out Angela was a... man? Angela raised an eyebrow, "Oh, what brings Torin here personally?" Torin smiled, "I hope she becomes the most beautiful girl at tonight's banquet. Do you have a way?" Angela seemed to have an intense penetrating gaze as she assessed Lyra from head to toe several times, seemingly scrutinizing every detail without missing a single hair.

Therefore, it is a must that we shall march in there solely for the chances of meeting the lycan prince. "Pretty pleaaaaasseeee?" Angela shoots me her best puppy eyes, and I rolled my eyes, still not convinced. A minute passed and she is still not giving up. "Think about it. Your mate just betrayed you by sleeping with another she-wolf. So, don't you think it is only fair if you..." her voice trailed off as I grabbed the pillow and stuffed my ears with it. Angela pins me with a glare, yanking the pillow away from my hands making me groan.

I asked Angela while cleaning her wounds with disinfectant and wipes. She shook her head. “No, I don’t.” She replied in a grave tone. “I don’t even associate myself with any werewolf other than Sarah.” My eyes were filled with pity when I watched her struggle with the pain. She wasn’t healing. A bite from a werewolf could kill a vampire and they always went through immense pain before their demise. "I don't want to die," Angela managed to whisper through gritted teeth, her eyes welling with tears. “I don’t want you to die either,” Sarah said, reaching out to Angela’s hand and giving her a gentle and reassuring squeeze.

Lucas POV Me- Angela Angela- Yes Alpha? Me-I have special mission for you. I need you to cloak as Kelly go to her room pack her up some things, clothes and whatever girls need. Then bring them up to my room. I need this to happen before the meeting this morning. Angela- bring Kelly things to your room? Me- Yes and Tell no one not even Ralph. Angela- Yes Alpha. Angela is half witch so I know she can look like Kelly and get up here and no one will care. Sharing a birthday has its advantages today.

Warner said to me as I took a seat. “Who's Miranda?” I pondered, adjusting my posture on the comfy sofa. “Uhm, I am Miranda!” The girl with the messy bun sitting aside me said. “Right.” I sighed, her brown eyes drawing me in. —---------------------------------------- Angel’s POV I hung up the call and put the phone down. My head tilted to the side and i.locked eyes with John. He was entrancing. His aura kept drawing me in. My panties wet up as we stared eye to eye.