Novelas y relatos de Aria Walton

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”

I asked sitting down on the couch next to her “ Yes, her name is Charlotte. She moved in the house next door about 4 months ago, she’s so sweet! She asked for our permission to move in that house, because we own the land but the look on her face when she asked I couldn’t say no to her.” She explained “ Is she like us?” Ryan asked sitting in a chair next to the couch “ Yes, she is a wolf. Very pretty one at that.” She winks making Ryan smile “ Grandma, you think all she-wolves are pretty.” I added rolling my eye

I said, trying to sound professional. The man looked shocked. After a moment, a smile spread across his face. "If it's private, may I ask what you are doing here Miss... Miss..." He paused a moment, waiting for me to introduce myself. "Walton. Anna Walton. I’m here training to be Mr. Weston's new caretaker. Now, could you please tell me what you are doing here Mister..." He laughed. "Weston! Jack Weston. Wow! I had no idea that old fart would ever hire such a lovely young woman to care for me."

The Devotion Pack has been almost empty, after the Alpha disappeared, and rumours of Phantom Wolves roaming around scared Pack members away. Adrian crosses him from the list. "How about Grayson?" I hesitate, lifting my head from where I was brushing lint off my jeans. Grayson? "Who's that again?" I ask. The name Grayson doesn't ring a bell in my head, which is strange, since I'm familiar with most Alphas. "Alpha of Freedom," Adrian informs me. No wonder. Shaking my head, I slip off the edge of the desk, and take the pen from Adrian's hand, proceeding to draw a thick red line over the name. My blonde haired assistant stares at me as I resume my spot.

Walton was left battling with Xen and Norman. "Carlos, the exterminator!" Norman said as Carlos came to join them with the exterminator. He had a huge smile on his face as he switched on the exterminator. "Time to test you, baby!" Carlos said as everyone left just Mrs. Walton, Carlos, and the exterminator was left. Slowly, the exterminator pulled Mrs. Walton closer to its opening even when she tried to pull back, Carlos increased the force of the exterminator and the force pulled Mrs. Walton in.

CHAPTER FIVE Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr! That was the alarm clock. Ava reached for it blindly and punched it off. She pulled the duvet past her stomach as she sat up and wiped her eyes sore. She walked into the toilet where she urinated, washed her face, and came out again. The alarm clock which was in the drawer close to her bed gave her a beautiful memory. The alarm clock was her twenty-sixth birthday gift. It reminded her of her mom’s elder sister; Aunt Caroline, her favorite relative. She remembered how she had left her home in Puerto Rico and traveled down just to see her after she had been admitted to the hospital. Aunt Caroline had never left her side until the last day she was discharged. They

He was finally captured after he went into hiding with a large amount of money he received from the Waltons after he got released from prison. Unfortunately, he’s consistent in denying that there’s someone behind the accident. “Lock him up until he’s willing to speak,” I told Marvin, one of my men. Then, I left that dark place with John. “Mr. Ricafort, I just received a message from our secret agent about the reason why Waltons sent a private detective to the northern suburbs.” “Speak.” “He learned that the only heiress of Jerry Walton was abducted by her nanny when she was a few months old.”

I say when I hear a light chuckle. "What's so funny Paul?" Oreal asks him with a bit of irritation in her voice. "Nothing, please continue Boss." Paul tells me and I throw him the deadliest glare warning him to not repeat it again. "Arnold Walton married Lydia and they had a daughter.." I say when Kia cuts me off. "Lyra Walton right!" Kia finishes and I nod my head. "She is the one who needs our help in catching the culprits who were behind her kidnapping." I tell them.

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”