Twilight Angela Weber Novels & Stories

“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.”

He had to take a few deep breaths for him to calm down. "Have fun." Eliphas blinked at him and left the room. Ashton looked at him and chided him for being so shameless and went over to the table to carry the sleeping Maya. She had just made her first shift and it was an exhausting process. Although she was now a complete werewolf and could recover her strength in a snap, it was still her first and it was perfectly normal for her to be exhausted. Standing up, Ashton realized that he was not drunk at all. Even his mind seemed more clear than before.

Third Person POV Angela, proud of her accomplishment in tainting Fiona’s name in the East, stands before the gathered elders and council members. Her parents stand with her, supporting her in her efforts to keep a human from becoming the Luna of the Silverclaw Pack. “Yes, sir. I can prove that Alpha Ethan Montgomery is not in a pure relationship with the woman he claims to be his mate,” Angela announces to the room. They mutter to each other, motioning her forward when they see the paper in her hands.

"Hey, it's Angela! Long time no see. Come on in!" Zayn's attention shifted immediately from the streamer to Angela as soon as he saw her. The others watched intently, sensing the drama. Compared to some random streamer, Angela was far more interesting. After all, among the socialites and heiresses in Eldmere, she was the only one who had managed to marry Dexter. It was still an incredible feat, even though her marriage was far from a fairytale.

“I got in contact with a hacker and web manager today. Looking forward to holding a meeting with them soonest. In time the glitch will he resolved.” Angela nodded in satisfaction. She wanted nothing but for Crane to pay gravely for messing her life up. All the while she had been in Carolina laying in wait for Alex’s response, she had been servicing some men who merely paid her what would feed three square meals. Thankfully, she had only he giving those pot-bellied men blowjob that had them squealing and singing praises to her name. “So, where is the apartment at?” Angela leaned forward and asked, curious. She hoped that’ll be a nice, comfy apartment. Aside from working at Brazzers as a senio

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.

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.

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.