Allysa Kincaid の小説・ストーリー

She looked at the Hart’s table and noticed Bryan and Lydia weren't at the table. She looked away immediately, she wasn't bothered by that. “Let's go,” she told her kids as she held their hands. “Ms. Kendall, I am from KLV News. I would like to ask a few questions.” A reporter rushed her words, stretching a microphone to Alessa as she showed up in front of her and her kids. “I am not answering any questions,” Alessa replied as she walked towards the exit with her kids. “What's your relationship with Damien Marshall?” The reporter asked and Alessa froze.

It was starting to feel as though I were sinking in quicksand with these lies, my knowledge sorely lacking to navigate the situation. “…My name?” I delayed, thinking through my options, but it was clear there was only one choice here. Only one female from Ashwood who could possibly pass as important enough. “My name is… Allison. Allison Lycroft.” “Alpha Victor’s daughter?” he asked, surprised. “Yep… that’s me. I’m… Victor’s daughter,” I said. “Uh… Kieran’s… sister.” He seemed taken aback by my claim, only adding to his confused expression.

Katelyn stilled, her brows drawing together as she slowly brought the phone closer to her ear. “Hello?” she said cautiously. “Who is this?” “Good afternoon. Am I speaking with Miss Katelyn?” “Yes… who is this?” “My name is Daniel Geoffrey," the man replied, his tone professional and composed. “I am the legal representative of Alana Winchester.” Katelyn’s breath caught in her throat. Her fingers tightened around the phone. “I believe we have met once before, at Ms Winchester’s funeral.” “I… yes,” she said slowly, recalling the man’s steady gaze and voice as he read out Alan’s will. “What is this about?”

It seemed Nicholas was getting too possessive about her! “So, who’s this beautiful lady? Your PA?” asked Francis, leaving Nicholas and holding his hand out to Alyssa for a shake. “Yes, I’m Alyssa Van Every,” she said, placing her hand in his for a brief shake. “A beautiful name for a beautiful woman. So pleased to meet you, Alyssa,” he said, his eyes glittering with underlying hints.

Kyle let go of Cynthia. “Cindy. My name is Cindy, not Cynthia.” The little girl said as the paramedic took her down and out of this god-forsaken house. Kyle took a seat next to Alessa and grabbed her hand. “What happened?” He asked. Alessa’s eyes went glassy as tears spilled out. Kyle wrapped her up into his arms unable to keep himself away from Alessa any longer. She grabbed his shirt and cried into it. “I killed them. I killed them. They were never going to stop otherwise. I am sorry. They are going to take me away for killing them now. You found me but—“

Her body shivers but seeing Gregory concerned stare resting on her, she took a deep breath and tell herself to calm down. She moves closer to him and nodded, offering her hand and hold his. Like thousands of bugs crawling all over her body, Daniel’s face which mirrored his other half except for Clarke's dark brown hair scares her. That very face is always present in every dream she has and every tear she had shed. “Hello, Mr Walton. My name is Alissa and I will be accompanying Mr Gregory for the meetings.” Daniel frowned at her words and tried to speak more but Gregory stops him.

The paper crumpled slightly beneath my fingers. "She's alive, huh." I muttered under my breath. "And she's been using another name." Harry gave a grim nod. "Yes. Annie is Danica Kayser. The timelines fit perfectly too." I slammed my fist on the table. "So she was just under our noses, huh." Harry remained composed but wary. "It seems Danica manipulated Alisa. She gained her sympathy and maybe even her trust. But her exact goal remains unclear." I stood up and paced the room with slow and controlled steps. My claws were half-extended before I forced them back.

She simply smiled and shook Katherine’s hand. Alyssa was tall. Standing at 5’8 and 37 years old, she was an intimidating figure. Her pulled back dark brown hair cascaded down her back in the ponytail accentuating the sharp angles of her face. Her cheekbones and jawline were sharply carved. She had but one simple on the left side of her smile. She was not conventionally attractive, yet she had something intriguing about herself. “We better go.” Alyssa checked the digital watch on her wrist. “Jayson, is everything in place?” She talked to the earpiece waiting for a reply. ‘Positive.’ His voice came in and she nodded. She looked at the couple and motioned them towards the door.

“Alysha, tell them. Tell them who you are.” Alysha’s chest felt tight, her breath shallow as she lifted her head slowly, her eyes meeting the officer’s. The room seemed to close in around her, and every gaze felt like a weight, pressing down on her, demanding a truth she barely understood herself. She swallowed, her voice weak and shaky. “I am Alysha Jarl.” Gabriel’s breath caught, his eyes wide as he sank back into his chair, stunned. Lilian’s hand gripped his tightly, her own tears streaming down her face. “It’s really her…” she whispered, voice breaking.

Danika Williams I called Elizabeth as I started getting ready but I was a mess. I didn’t understand what was appropriate to wear, how much makeup was appropriate to apply or how high my shoes can be. Elizabeth is great with such things. Parents love her, she is very respectful and sweet. “Oh thank god Elizabeth.” I breathe out as the call connects on the last ring. “Yello! Who this?” I hear a childish voice but it was a woman I could tell. “Danika here. I need to talk to Elizabeth.” I say as I go through the clothes in my walk in closet.