Anthony Lewis Mga Nobela at Kwento

"There's no need to be so polite, Mr. Jackson. It was just a small effort. Now that you're here, Noelle is in your hands. We'll take our leave." "Wait a moment." Anthony signaled to his butler, who handed a blank check to Grace. "Ms. Lewis, this is a token of appreciation from Mr. Jackson. Please accept it." Without hesitation, Grace refused. "No, Mr. Jackson. I don't need this. Please take it back." Seeing this, Anthony realized that he had been too abrupt. How could the daughter of the Lewis family want for such a small thing? "Apologies, Ms. Lewis. It's a habit."

I fire back to Tori’s silly question. As usual, Adrian always oppose my words. “You don’t just conclude. You can’t be a leader if you don’t seek for the truth about things like this.” “Then why are they back?” I furiously lashed out. “Well, you can ask them the next time you kill them.” Adrian growling low and stares at me intensively. He must have heard it from one of his spies. I hate it when he hides spies in my pack that tell him all my moves. The last one I caught is still in the dungeon.

When Angel fell asleep, Lewis instructed Antonio to look after her and was about to leave. Antonio stopped him, "Son, where are you going? With such a lovely daughter, do you have the heart to leave her?" The recent changes in Lewis also made Antonio sense something was amiss. "Angel is my daughter; I will not leave her," Lewis said, "I just need to go out and handle some matters." Antonio wanted to say something but stopped, "Alright, over the past year, I've known you've been feeling distressed. Whether it's because Judy had an accident or because Judy came back, I feel like our family can't go back to the way it was."

“Besides, you do not spend your entire day here. You do shifts. I have never heard any complaints from Amos and Leo. Only you. No one asked you to be a traditionalist with three wives and children all over the place that you’re struggling to feed. I’m not in the mood for your usual talks, so either you go to my father or you stay away from me.” “I’m sorry sir.” He apologized, but Donovan was already driving away further into the plantation. “Perhaps another time,” Lawrence called out hopefully, even though he had been dismissed. Donovan decided that the man’s days were numbered. He was getting fed up with his demands. He felt that the man’s demands would not have been frequent if he was livi

Lewis (My Dad's friend at his company) What was he doing here…this only means one thing and I wasn't ready to accept that fact. Luckily Mr lewis also scanned the class as his eyes landed on me…he waved with a smile…I also waved back. "who's that man that waved at you, Amelia?" Sofiya whispered. "It's My Dad's friend at his company" "Company? You mean 7eleven right?" Sofiya's eyes widened. "Yes…what's wrong?" "I knew I was right Amelia!... I told you earlier, a handsome CEO is coming today!" Sofiya squealed. I stared at her in shock, could this be true?.

There was always surveys being sent out on way to increase revenue, however she was not sure they cared about the people who on the level of dealing with the customers day in and day out opinions. These were not just random suggestions, all site managers would have ballots for items that were frequently requested. At the end of their independent surveys they’d take into consideration the items asked about the most. Capri locked herself in one of her sites offices to respond to emails and formulate game plans for the upcoming quarter. As soon as she turned the chair to sit, Lewis comes hollering. “Boss, you’d better stay in here Leo just pulled into the lot. He came out once and as he approac

Calista stared, puzzled at the familiarity of the name she just heard. “I see Anthony kept a lot of things from you.” Mrs. Lewiston smiled before standing up again. “I bet he didn’t tell you that he might have to go down to Washington DC with us for a week for the United States presidential inauguration. You’re welcome to come too.” “I would have told her myself, Mum,” Anthony hissed before walking towards Calista, who still found it hard to believe that Anthony might be the Lewiston Son, the very one who almost got her father to serve a jail term.

"What do you think how others will see you or look at you playing and teasing the one and only Angel Lewis, huh? Of course news will spread out like wildfire, sooner or later, rumors will go around saying that you two are fucking behind closed doors." The words that were coming out of her dirty mouth were all beyond her. She didn't want to preach and lecture Anthony like her mother, but being her mother's daughter ---it's almost preordained. Genetics is a hard thing to beat. "Think about other people for a second, hm? Before you do anything stupid." Anthony took a deep breath then pursed his lips together. 'Now this is getting interesting.' He thought. They have known each other for quite so

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

Anthony doesn't look convinced. I reach out my hand for a handshake, "I'm Leslie, his publicist." Anthony frowns so hard it frightens even me, "His prostitute?!" "NO!" Sebastian and I scream at the exact same time. "PUB-LI-CIST!" I yell over the music four times, mortified at Anthony's previous conclusion. Anthony looks relieved, "Oh, I'm sorry. Publicist," he repeats before shaking my hand. "I can't hear a damn thing in here."