Victoria De Angelis Novels & Stories

Midway through their SX-18 tussle, Angela seemingly made a vow that she would fight to the end. It turned out to be untrue, but not because Javier’s “skills” touched her profoundly (in more ways than one). It was because she could not take it anymore. After her second orgasm, she was almost limpless and without strength. She did not even have the strength to moan during the third round, which finally ruined Javier’s mood enough that he did not contemplate a fourth round.

It wasn't a sacrifice that he was willing to make, but it was the only way. "She hasn't quite mastered or learned how to control her powers, so she will undergo the necessary training before she is ready to be on the battlefield" I spoke up. "Very well, Elder Victoria has been studying the legends of the angels for a long time now, so we are more than certain that she is the right person to train her," another elder said. "She'll start her training in a few days, but for now she will be getting acquainted with the pack and its members. This meeting is adjourned" I announced and stood up.

The love in her words for her Zeus and the longing for her mate made my heart clench. "I was born again. But I named you Dabria for a reason. You are the angel of death for all those monsters who killed my Zeus right in front of my eyes." Queen Victoria spoke in an angry tone while her tears couldn't stop. Her words reminded me of what my mother had told me. I named myself. Saying that I was the angel of death. But I still didn't understand why Queen Victoria would say that she would kill every abuser. It didn't make sense.

She had grabbed his cap from his head and he was wrapping his arms around her waist and lifting her into the air as she giggled. I sighed and sat next to Allison. “Do you ever miss him?” She shrugged, “It was hard at the start, but not anymore. I have my own mate now... and sex with Milly is far better than it ever was with Mateo...” I snorted, “Then it worked out well for everyone. Annelise seems smitten enough with him.” Allison grinned as Mateo grabbed Annelise’s face and pushed his lips against hers. “They can’t keep their hands off each other.”

The man spoke again, “You see, my lady, you are no normal being. You are, in fact, the reincarnation of goddess Persephone.” Angelique stared at the man. He must be kidding. They stayed like that for a while but he did not budge. She was waiting for him to burst out laughing and tell her he was just joking. But he did not. She blinked twice. Nothing. “Uhm, no. .” She shook her head, “I am Angelique Cruz, daughter of Leo and Isabel Cruz. I live in Sta. Rosa, Laguna, Philippines.” “I understand that you may be in denial. You have lived a long life as a mortal human. But you must understand, this IS your reality.”

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

She gave me a cheeky wave and I waved back lightly. I hid myself before the woman could swivel her head to look at me. "Who are you talking about?" The woman asked. "An angel. She was right there mommy, she even waved at me." Alexis explained. "There's no one there, Alexis. You're just giving me excuses so that I can let you play in the rain. Not happening!" The lady muttered immaculately and I heard the little one huff loudly. "But mommy I really saw a beautiful angel..." Her voice trailed off. Beautiful angel huh? I'm no where close to being an angel and I will never be. With the amount of hatred that I have in my heart I don't think I deserve to be called an angel.

“Victor!” Sophia screamed and rushed forward, grabbing his arm tightly. “That b*tch Rachel isn’t dead! She took everything from the family and drove me out–” Before she could finish, Victor shoved her away. Caught off guard, Sophia fell hard. Her forehead slammed against a stone by the roadside, and blood immediately started pouring out. “Shut your filthy mouth!” Victor snarled, his tone vicious. “Rachel is the Donna of the Medici family. Who do you think you are to insult her?”

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Serena: By the time Anna led me toward the eastern wing, I had stopped trying to make sense of anything Alexander had done that night. None of it sat right with me. I did not like it, I did not trust it, and I certainly did not trust him. Anna walked a few steps ahead, glancing back every so often as though she expected me to collapse from whatever she imagined had happened in Alexander’s chambers. Her concern was gentle and clumsy at once, and it made me more irritated than grateful.