Victoria De Angelis Novels & Stories

The thought of Angel suffering from the hands of that little shit hurt my soul and I’ll do whatever necessary to make him pay for making her feel less of her god damn self. During the dinner her esteem ran to the floor and watching her suffer secretly burnt me hotter than a metal soaked in fire. Angel was now a Vinci Souza by marriage and her hurt is the Vinci Souza hurts, and it must be avenged and God help any fool who must have hurt her in the past or planning to do so they may live but not to tell the complete story. The next morning seemed too slow to come through after refreshing my phone for hours and finding the college he attended, allegations of orgies with a number of sex workers-

Yelled Roman, I just managed to bend before the bullet breeze over my head, I whipped my head up to see a bulky man, I ducked back and looked around for an exit route. I don't want Lucas leaving this building, Roman pulls the trigger and there's a thud on the other side, I nod at him and stand to run while running left and right, helping whoever I can. On my left, I see Angel fighting a man twice her size with bare hands, why men underestimate this woman, I'll never know. I whip out my knife and shoot at the back of the man's knee, he hollers just as Angel somersaults and lands on his neck. She wrap her legs tight around him and winked at me just as she breaks his neck.

A beautiful white woman. Angelica was just twenty-one years old. She enjoys being a bitch, sometimes following men and seducing them into giving her money, and sometimes they pay all her bills. She enjoys playing the cute and pretty role. She has long black curly hair, black eyes, a big ass, white smooth skin, she isn't particularly slim, but she has this pretty skin and nice curves. Her lashes were also very long.

However, despite that, her goal was not achieved. Jelena Savage who she had always been jealous of and in competition with suddenly began to protect Axel and since. she couldn't understand why, she assumed it was with the same intention as her, and Jelena was attracted to Axel and so another rivalry started but this time, unlike Rita, Jenela was her superior.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

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.

i held the test result in my hand and smirked at her Angela looks at me and grabs my arm "what do you think uh, i am just going to let you defeat me, that’s not possible. I had given this useless doctor a huge amount of money to make the result come out as I wanted but he didn’t listen to me, But I won’t let him go like that, Damien is only mine and mine alone” she said in a deadly tone and i jerk my arm free and gave her a tight slap, Damien rushed to me

Her tongue was too sensitive to know the quality of cheap wine with just one taste. "The quality of the wine is poor. Is the money they received for selling a favorite princess, unable to serve the best wine?" Angel monologued, swirling the glass and then dumping the contents. "Angelica Gabriella Christopher. I can't believe I'm meeting you," a socialite woman approached Angel and presumptuously sat at the same table as him. "Who gave you permission to sit here," Angel said with a sharp look in her eyes, making the socialite woman stand up again without prompting.

“And you are standing on my land, and you should be thankful for your blood… any other man looking at her the way that you are would have taken his last breath already.” Vladimir moved subtly to my side, ready if this turned violent. Viktor tilted his head. “I was not informed she had been claimed, nor was I informed that it was by the beast himself. The beast who should have killed her for being a rogue. It seems to me that your ways truly have changed, Alpha.” “She hasn’t been claimed,” I snapped. “She chose, and I am choosing her back, and will keep choosing her until my last breath.” That hit him.

Larissa was the woman Ambrose held dearly in his heart. No! No way! Angelina clenched her fists tightly, digging her fingernails into her flesh. She refused to admit that Larissa had won. Angelina was determined to snatch Ambrose away! Angelina put on an innocent expression and said, "Mr. Hamilton, I've been waiting for you for a long time." This inexplicable woman suddenly barged out, and Ambrose's handsome face darkened.