Alisha Boe Georgina Campbell Novels & Stories

“Want to start something? I could crush you with one finger.” Lilah flinched at Alissa’s icy glare but stubbornly refused to back down. Abigail, however, pulled her aside. Alissa scoffed and left with Zoey. Once they were outside, Alissa asked, “What's to be afraid of her?” Abigail said, "She was Braeden's sister, and she was a black belt in Kick Boxing." Lilah: "..." After leaving the studio, Zoey came back to the design studio with Alissa and shared her ideas with Leanna.

She hugged herself, trying to steady the fear coursing through her veins. Charles stood before her, his eyes fixed, evaluating her reaction. “You didn’t give your real identity to anyone, did you?” he asked, his tone sharp but calm. Alysha’s breath hitched as she shook her head. “No,” she whispered, her voice weak but steady. “I told them I’m Dr. Arisha Holland, just like Neil instructed me to.” Her eyes met his, searching for some hint of reassurance, something that would make the fear dissipate.

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

I smiled at them both, happy to have met them. "Everyone calls me Bray. It's easier," Brayleigh added right after. I nodded at her. "Well, I'm Alison. But a lot of people just call me Ali." Lila and Brayleigh both looked like they were about to burst with excitement and it made me happy. I was glad to finally meet some new people. Lila was stunning. She had dark blonde hair, which was long and stopped in the middle of her back. She wasn't tall, but she was slim. She has curvy hips and masculine arms and legs. She had bright blue eyes and wonderful skin. She was truly gorgeous.

"Yes madam, anything for the boys?" "Yes, I want you to take someone off the picture for me... She snatched my boyfriend and their planning for a wedding. Her name is Aisha Akorede, I'll send you her picture through WhatsAppp. She's pregnant and looks innocent but its all a lie, she's a wicked witch!" "Really? Don't worry madam, consider it done. Send me her address right away..." "Okay, thanks." "Bye..." *** Iya ibegi: A mother of twins Alhamdulillah : Thank God *** Vote & Comment

I felt someone pulled Becky off me. “Let me go!” Becky kept on shouting but she was being held down. I looked up and saw Ashley, Aisha, Ivory and Alissa. Ivory and Ashley were the ones holding Becky down. “O my god! Look at what you did to her face.” Alissa shouted when she saw my face. She went over to Becky and gave her a heavy slap. Damn! Alissa definitely knows how to slap someone. I am not the one she slapped but I felt it in my bones. She left the mark of her hand on Becky’s face.

“If you ever princess me again, you'll find yourself without bones. I hate that word.” When she freed his hand it was all he could do not to rub them. “This is Silver Davis, the potential teammate I told you about. From now he is your newest teammate,” Alisha said. Hearing that Silver's heart danced in a garden blessed with golden rays of sunshine. “It's better not to go on her bad side, she's strong. I mean really strong,” Alisha whispered in Silver's ear. “She is A-Rank hunter," she added as if to drive her point home.

What were the odds? Asher had been born in Alaska. And now, with Ophelia’s baby being taken away by the man and his wife... it left an uneasy feeling settling in her chest. Was it all just a coincidence? Or was there something more? Olivia leant forward slightly, her curiosity too overwhelming to ignore. "Veronica," Olivia said gently, her voice cutting through the quiet. Veronica looked up, wiping her eyes as Helen squeezed her hand in silent comfort. "Yes?" Veronica responded, her voice still soft from the emotions of her story.

As far as I knew nothing like that existed, but I still wondered. "Did you see Chelsea earlier at training?" Breyona snorted, gauging my reaction on my old friend. My eyes widened, "Chelsea was in training? I hadn't even seen her." I shrugged, thinking back on my old friend. "Yup, she's obsessed with Alpha Asher." Breyona rolled her eyes, "She hasn't changed at all." Her words made me feel funny for some reason. "She really hasn't," I frowned, "She was always obsessed with Tyler."

25 ANNALISE I jolted upright, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like cobwebs. A dream filled with whispered promises and stolen kisses under a canopy of stars – a dream featuring a certain infuriatingly handsome knight named Adrian. A giddy smile stretched across my face. Today was the day! The day I, Annalisa du Wales, would finally present my business proposition to the Queen herself, right there in the glorious Royal Palace. My heart did a little victory lap in my chest. This wasn’t just any business proposition, mind you. This was my brainchild, a revolutionary new loom design that would change the textile industry – faster, more efficient, and guaranteed to produce the most exquisi