Addison Winters Novels & Stories

“I’m a member of the board of directors. May I ask, who are you?” Godwin had always been a snake—polite on the surface, but deeply corrupt beneath. As the financial director, it was clear he had colluded with Tony and the CFO to steal three billion from my company. Back when I was naïve, I held him in high regard, seeing him as an ally. How wrong I was. Maintaining my act, I stood up, offering a pleasant smile. "It's nice to meet you, Godwin. I’m Aislinn, the late Mrs. Tony’s sister, and the new chairman of Ray Industries."

Looking at the old man with a puzzled expression, I also looked at them. "What's with the ruckus, Caden?" he asked, forcefully pronouncing his son's name. "Did I really see you causing trouble with your own secretary?" He added. "It's not what you think, Dad!" he exclaimed. "Me and Ms. Beckett are just talking about—" "I'm going to resign, Mr. Chairman!" I interrupted the CEO's explanation. They were all staring at me. "I heard you were the newly hired secretary; why did you want to resign so abruptly?" The old man looked surprised when I mentioned this.

Atticus' eyes widened and then a small smile formed on his lips. "Addison, it's nice to meet you! My name is Atticus." A smile quickly spread across Addison's face and she stepped forward and took his hand. "It is a pleasure to finally meet you! You're all Lucian has talked about for the past few days." Addison said and Atticus' eyes go to Lucian and he raises a brow. Lucian scratches the back of his neck. "Not like that!" Addison giggled and shook her head. "So, you're a dragon shifter. Well, I'm a witch, an enchanted one, and currently the most powerful witch alive. I've been studying a spell for you that will be very helpful for you and your dragon."

Was there another woman who left Adam that made him this possessive? “Did you start the orientation, Clinton?” he asked the man in front of the podium as they entered. The man nodded. “Yes, President,” he replied. President? “Repeat from the start, for my wife,” Adamson said, making her bite her lip discreetly. Did he have to emphasize that she was his wife in front of all her classmates? They whispered and glanced at them. “Kids, I’d like you to meet the owner of ADL Motors branch 5, President Adamson Rix de Lorenzo,” the man announced, shocking her classmates.

She just rolled her eyes and went back to stirring her afritada. “You three, don’t go saying all kinds of things to her. She might catch your gossiping habits—and then you’ll have Ravi to answer to,” she warned, then looked at me with a chuckle. “This is Ma’am Addison. She’s from the States. That’s probably why you haven’t seen her before. She’ll be staying here for now while her business is being set up in the country.” “Huh? So you’re leaving, Ma’am? Aren’t you and Sir Ravi married? Why aren’t you staying together?” Karen asked right away.

“Do you have something else for me to believe in?” ​“Woo Jin is not that smart to do that,” she countered, stepping further into the room. “Don’t you think someone else was involved?” ​“We both know who else could be involved.” Adrian stood up, shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked toward her. “Woo Jin, Dubois, and Dawson are the three major people after my life. Who do you think could be involved again, Carolina?” He stopped directly in front of her, his presence looming.

The woman he had always thought of as a disgrace was right there at the Aurora Tech Summit. She sat in the front row, the camera pausing on her in a close-up. In every detail—appearance, style, and bearing—she was just as striking as Jessica. In fact, she appeared even more elegant and refined than Jessica, the one he had once taken such pride in. As the camera focused on Winter, a caption appeared beside her—CEO of Everlast Tech, Winter Everhart. "Wow! What's going on? Is Alistair's mom a scientist too?"

He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges. “Which ADA got the case?” “It’s looking like it’s going to fall with Evelyn Ward.”

Aiden replied, holding himself from walking hurriedly towards in the direction of the so intoxicating scent he was perceiving at the moment. "Not you too..." She muttered, getting his attention, causing him to look at her. "What about me..." He asked. "You've perceived the unique scent, right?" She asked, shaking her head, as if fed up with something. She had noticed that he was walking faster, his nose up in the air, shrinking and unshrinking "Who has it?" He queried, even as he felt his heart beat increase. "Emma. Emma Drackson. The redhead you asked to see you in your office." She replied, peering at him steadily from underneath her eyelashes.

the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.