Alison Ramsey Novels & Stories

He didn’t need one more person hating him. When there were steps in the hallway, the whole room fell silent once again. They all directed their gazes toward the entrance, and Ramsay slowly stood when he heard the voice. Her voice. “Is my mom still here?” “I’m afraid so.” The huff Alice produced was audible to even Ramsay’s ears. And then she walked in. She was wearing the gray sweatpants that she had bought one day while with Samuel in the mall, and a white sweatshirt that hung loosely around her tiny frame. Her eyes were red, small dark bags under them, and lips chapped between the tear stains on her face.

3:15pm Sally got all of the needed supplies and rushed home to start on Alison's birthday surprise. Sally wanted this year to be better for Alison. She knew Alison wasn’t the happiest about today but she was determined to make the most out of everything. She started with baking her strawberry birthday cake, Alison mentioned once that it was her favorite. She didn’t invite anyone to celebrate since Alison might not like having a crowd. After about 30 minutes all the preparations were almost done and it was almost time for Alison to get back.

Since she was a child, Tatiana Kintyre Wilbur Thyagaraja was born to be defective with all the traits of a she-wolf. She was born weak to slay, fragile for all the quirks that had to give rise to fulfillment, and a wimp to even hoist up a sword. But she's the claimed lineage of Thyagaraja's direct disciples through various ancestors, the reason she was scurried to be the Alpha's mate. Yet, after knowing how feeble she is, the Alpha ordered a decree for all the gratis she-wolf to battle and win the chance to be his other half.

0 said and continue talking about things. Wow, this is Hilary's point of view when I am talking to her? Am I always this loud and I am telling a story? "Settle, please be sitted in your assigned seats." our professor said. She is Miss Ricafronte, she's our teacher in Calculus. She doesn't give high grades at all unless you gave her high scores on the quizzes, discussion, and assignments. So basically, what you give is what she encodes.

She did not want to waste her chance roasting the man who cheated on her best friend. "You mean you're that Ash-" "Yes... He's that Ashton Grey. The one that owned that big fashion company. AG Atelier, remember? The company used to hold a lot of design contests for art students before. Ashley and I used to participate in those contests before and we often told you that, you know... What a turn of events, Ashley ended up marrying the owner of that company," Hana kept roasting the guy harshly.

Alden says, his tone warmer than I've heard in awhile. "That's fine, thank you Alden," Rylan says for me. Thea did arrive several minutes later, after I had finished a piece of toast, that I knew I would throw up later. Rylan lounged beside me, after letting Thea and her mate, Jasper, the Alpha of Devotion, sit on the couch in front of us. The each spent a moment looking around the place, clearly admiring Alpha Alden's eccentric house. Thea is the first I notice. She's beautiful. Her hair is long and sleek, her eyes sharp and penetrating, she stares me down. Her features, though, are warm, as she smile kindly at me. What I also notice, is how pregnant she is.

I hardly know what I'm having for dinner, let alone what is happening in three days. He seems to notice my expression. "I've gotten you tickets to a special function Saturday night." "Function?" I question suspiciously, a little apprehensive about what he means. "The Alphas hold this soirée every year, and I managed to get you a ticket. We have job to do, and it's going to happen..." Job? My head spins. Alpha Grayson shows up here in the middle of one of my speeches, and announces something life changing, and now this?

I take a deep breath to steady myself and to prevent the girls from knowing anything. My jaw dropped as Alison emerged from the changing room wearing a maroon trumpet-shaped dress with a sweetheart neckline and straps hanging loosely on her upper arm. “Damn girl!! You look so gorgeous,” I say mooning over Alison’s dress, “This is so perfect for the dance,” Ashley says scanning Alison’s outfit, “We just have to find the right jewelry and shoes to go with it.”

Rachel West squeezed her palm harder and harder, and she gritted her teeth: "Then what do you want?" At this moment, Alexa West suddenly came over with the two boxes of chicken and broccoli stir fry. "Sister, you must be hungry as you just came back from work, although the chicken and broccoli stir fry in your heart is not as delicious as the chicken thighs that David Kim gave you, but it can fill your stomach anyway, what if you are full? Come on, don't starve." Rachel West ignored her, just staring at James Smith with all her strength. Seeing this, Alexa West couldn't help pulling her arm: "Sister, just eat some, sis"

and I grabbed the edge of the bed to keep myself stable. Footsteps approached, as a fist knocked on my door. "Avyaane! "Open the door right now, you little slut!" I cringed at her venomous tone. I slowly stood and approached the door. My hand trembled as it lingered above the knob. A part of me wanted to hide, to get back into bed and pull the covers up over my head. But another part, which I thought had died on that yacht came to life. "Alison, please," another voice said softly. Mrs. Henderson? "This isn't the way." "I don't care!" Alison screamed. "She's ruined everything! Despite everything I did to make Chad dislike her, she still managed to take him away!" My blood became chilly. What