Allison Kerry Novels & Stories

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

Allison gushed through the phone, her voice filled with excitement that practically radiated through the line. Tiffany shook her head with a soft smile, glancing over at Noami. Covering the phone with her hand, she whispered, "It's Allison. She wants us to be part of her bridal train." Noami blinked at her, looking confused for half a second, but as the words sank in, her expression broke into a wide grin. "No freaking way!" she hissed, her voice a mix of disbelief and excitement. Tiffany turned away, refocusing on the phone. Allison's joyful energy was infectious, and Tiffany couldn't help but smile again, this time more genuinely. The warmth in Allison's voice was like a hug through the di

'But when Jax calls I get to tell him, that's the deal for keeping my mouth shut. When Halie is out of ear shot, Gale turns to me shaking her head. "Have you lost your mind? Allison's pregnant. " "She's also stubborn, " I counter. "And I don't think their with the hunters. " She raises a curious brow. "How so? What did you learn?" "It's a hunch and I haven't got all the facts. I'm going out to cement it. How's the girl?"

"That’s right, Mary. We all saw what happened. You spoiled Ben and let him wreak havoc, and now it’s ruined. “Otherwise, why would someone like Allison, a senior executive, be working overtime during the New Year’s holidays?" Uncle Peter chuckled and turned to my parents. "Allison is truly impressive—already a leader at twenty-eight! She must be earning a fortune. Could it be around three million a year?" For the first time, my parents received praise. They smiled faintly, saying nothing, and instead turned to me. "Allison, is there any way to salvage this?"

BETA ERIC. “Orion said that there was no way his mother was going to stay alive but it was up to Allison to decide how she was going to leave this earth. Allison said she wanted to see her first and talk to her, you know confront her demons, that kind of thing. Orion completely understood and he went down there with her, Caroline still wasn't remorseful in any way, the woman really was evil to her core. So Allison made her decision, she said that she wanted her killed the same way that Reagan was killed and Orion completely agreed with her and he set her beheading for that night.

“My name is Allison. But you can call me Ally.” Huh! I turn so fast that my neck almost snaps out of place. Doesn't she hate it when non-friends call her Ally? And what’s with her voice? Since when did she sound so soft? Jerry nods. “Hi, Miss.” Allison lets out an awkward laugh as she withdraws her hand. “I am a friend of Faith’s.” “I can see that.” He looks at me. “Can we go now?” “Yeah—” “Can I get your number?” Allison blurts.

Only Gravity actually fucking was cute when she did it. She's not cute. She's annoying. What the hell are you thinking, Coltridge? Once Allison was tossed into the can, I stuck around Maine for a while so I could see her," he explained. Allison was the woman he had been sleeping with behind Klaus's back. It was cheating on your diet to gulp down a shot of machine oil.

“Working this hard while pregnant—that’s admirable. You remind me of my wife. She’s a career woman too. If you have time tonight, I’d love to invite you to dinner and introduce you.” Allison knew exactly who his wife was. A renowned neurologist specializing in early-onset neurodegenerative diseases. Early thirties. One of the most talked-about rising stars in French medicine. Of course she’d want to meet her. “It would be my honor,” Allison replied. She changed her return ticket to the next day.

"Whoever it is, they are good." We say nothing further, and the entire scenario is frozen in stunned stillness owing to the seriousness of what she has to convey. There is a spy among us. Allison has yet added another spy to her collection. I replied, "We'll get them out." "And when we do that, they will regret the day they turned their back on this pack" Celia nodded. "I'll keep digging." Meanwhile, you must stay vigilant. Who is Allison playing for? She's been playing for a long time, and we're only now realizing how little we know about her approach.

I'm not really entertaining her idea, but if she wants to be useful, then I don't mind using her. “I can bring her to you,” she said. The confidence and spite in her voice tells me she might just deliver. “Bring who?” I feigned ignorance. “Ares,” she answered. “If I am to do business with you, I need to know who you are” I said “but since time is not on our side, your name will be a good start” She managed to flip her hair with her chained hands before she answered “Allison. Allison Brooke” “Okay. What do you want in return?” I asked. I know nothing in this world comes for free. I just hope her price wasn't too high.