Allysa Kincaid Novels & Stories

When I arrive at my office, I make my way to my desk and plop down in my chair before swiveling it around to stare out at the night sky until the door behind me opens and Benny’s disgusting after-sex scent reaches my nose. "Couldn’t you have showered?" I hiss, turning around and taking in his flushed features. "You smell disgusting." "Didn’t have enough time," he shrugs, unphased by my words. "Anyway, why did you call me so suddenly? What the hell is so important that it must be taken care of this late at night?" "I need you to find as much information as you can on Ayla Jameson," I respond. "Ayla?" Benny repeats, raising a brow. "Do you mean Silas Jameson’s niece? Have you taken a fancy to

But later on, I persuaded her when I found out why she wanted to kill Carmela herself. "She gets on my nerves. Ashton... I met him first. I loved him first but he wouldn't come to me because of her." That's what she said to me. I used her weakness to strengthen my alas. I didn't have to do anything because she did all the work for me. She casted a spell upon Carmela and I was amazed when I found out what it did to her. She lost her memories with Cyrus and that definitely broke his heart. He was very worried that it made me happy. Seeing him live a miserable life is indeed what I need to call it quits.

She looked at Bianca's behavior with a shake of her head. "Oh my gosh, I forgot that you're my sister-in-law's nominee. Oh, I'm sorry, sister-in-law." Bianca chuckled, remembering that Alesya was the lover of Steven Clark Morgwen—her sister. After Tommy's departure, Alesya got herself organized and prepared to meet the man she called arrogantly. "Huh, forced to take the ultimate move on that arrogant man, so I don't get fired," Alesya muttered. Alesya walked out of her room and took the elevator to the President Director's room. On the 25th floor, the elevator stopped. She came out, and not far from the elevator was a room that said President Director Kinsley Rodriguez.

So I have to be on time for the meeting. —Okay, go, I love you, take care of yourself. "I love you too, see you," Luciana said before hanging up and immediately leaving for the company. She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk.

Her shorts were hiked up so high the bottoms of her b*tt cheeks poked out. "Lola, pair off with Kanyon." Alpha Asher nodded to a tall guy with skin the color of fresh espresso. Asher's eyes were hard and met my own for only a fraction of a second. Chelsea's smug eyes met my own, a cruel smirk forming on her face as she nodded over to Kanyon. I ground my teeth together and stalked off towards Kanyon, unsure what game Alpha Asher was playing at. "Did you see what she was wearing?" Maya fake gagged in my mind, "Might as well just wear a bra and panties."

"Hello?" "Hello, yes, is this Alison tucker?" "Umm yes it is, who's this?" "Hey Alison it's me Doctor Rivera and I'm calling because your aunt is here. She is fine, she just collapsed at the soup kitchen she was working at and she is doing better and will be released saturday morning at 7am after a full day and night of observation. I'm sorry we couldn't get a hold of you sooner. We couldn't find a number or a way to contact you so we had to wait for your aunt to recover some and wake up."

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.

Despite different facial structure, and her square rimmed glasses, she had the same green eyes and slightly off coloured blonde hair. But I have to admit, she is hardly as stunning as Lexia. "I don't know...Six days maybe?" I can't remember, because every moment has me on edge. I have never felt this much pain in my life, not knowing where she was. It brought me back to the day she first declined my offer. Or maybe, the day I found out she was fucking her assistant. I've never wanted someone dead so much in my life. "Four days, actually."

After all that she's gone through, indeed, her friend was a brave woman. "I won't continue if you keep giving me that pity look" Ashley complains. Alina was quick to straighten up herself, smiling. "So, on my way home, I met this child and the father" she pause, "the child's name is Kayden, he's so cute and somehow, holding him felt like holding Katie... There was this feeling I couldn't shake off" She further explains. Alina puts on a thoughtful face. " What's his name? " She asked, " the man" " Anton " Ashley said. " Anton Wyatt! "

His powerful presence stuffed the room, making Kyla feel small and weak. "You're awake. That's good," he said, his voice cold. "We need to talk about your new... Function inside the percent." Kyla's coronary heart sank. She knew this was coming, however it did not make it any easier. Asher failed to even sit down. He stood tall, looking down at Kyla with difficult eyes. "You're not Luna. Allison will take that position now. You'll serve as her private maid." "But...hmmmm....However I'm pregnant," Kyla stated, her voice barely above a whisper.