Audrey Descendants 3 Good Novels & Stories

In front of the people’s eyes, he was still my stepbrother. But none of it wouldn’t matter because he would protect me. We would love each other for whatever it takes… ***END*** UP NEXT - >>> Mr. Beautiful (Bad Boy Billionaires #2) Note: It can be read as a standalone. -BLURB- Audrey was sixteen when we were supposed to run away and leave everything behind—her family, who she resented, and the luxurious lifestyle she had always known since she was born. But before I could claim her body, I decided to bring her back, and that was when death came after me. Nonetheless, I survived and reclaimed myself. I became a man above anyone else. I became a billionaire. After eight years, I saw Audrey aga

I walk in through the entrance and I am greeted by the noisy faulty light bulb–like those in horror movies- which has been faulty since we moved in. After one step, in a blur, I am already on the third floor. I stop at the start of the stair when I set my eyes on little Maddie sitting at the top writing in her book. "Hey Maddie," I smile. I can hear faint voices coming from her apartment. Her parents are having a fight again. I hate them. "Audrey," she looks up from her book with the brightest smile on her face. "What are you doing there?" I ask, looking into her book.

While making her way around the room, talking to one group of folk and then others, Audrey was uncomfortably aware of a pair of blue eyes watching her every move. Most people had plates of Amy’s delicious buffet in their hands by now but, although Anthony had wandered off into the dining room, she knew James Mayer had not budged from his stance by the door. “Who is Maxim de Winter type Dad’s been talking to?” As Audrey joined the group consisting of Anthony’s children and their partners and his wife, it was Clarice, Anthony and Gillian’s youngest daughter, and the only child still unattached, who spoke.

Patrick continued, “I’ve taken good care of the evidence all this while, but I didn’t bring it with me this time. I came here this time mainly to see you with my own eyes. I can finally rest assured, seeing that you’re doing very well.” He just had not seen Lisa’s two daughters yet. He had met Audrey’s children and could tell they were outstanding in their own right. With just a glance, it was obvious Audrey’s husband doted on his wife, because without his favor, Audrey would not have been able to show off her abilities in Stone Group in the past. Tiara’s excellent genes had not been lost—they had been passed on to Audrey, and she had a successor. This was Patrick’s greatest relief after mee

Audrey asserted sincerely, enveloping her mother in a light, warm embrace. They hadn't gotten the chance to properly reunite as she had encountered Scarlett under awful circumstances. Nonetheless, Audrey was glad her mother had been there right when she needed her the most—when she needed a shoulder to cry on. Her mother had always been her favorite person. Her best friend. Her sister, since she had none, except if you decide to include the half sisters she had at home, courtesy of her father's polygamy. Don't get this wrong, Scarlett was Elon's only wife and Audrey was his legitimate heir. However, Elon also had two mistresses who lived in the Lancaster mansion. Recalling these people, a kn

"You fool! Yes, Audrey is an actress, but don't you know her family runs the well-known Swann Corporation in Casier? Their influence is no less than ours." Janice was aware of this, but her arrogance had always blinded her to the consequences. "It's just the Swann Corporation. Dane, you're exaggerating to say they could bring down the Freesons." "You're a goddamn idiot!" Dane couldn't help but criticize Janice's thoughtlessness. "Not only is Audrey the daughter of the Swanns, but she also has a sister, Catherine, whose husband is Branden Duncan. You might not know Catherine, but surely you've heard of Branden and the Duncans' reputation, right? How dare you cross the Duncans? You're digging

Audrey gasped as she placed her hand on her mouth. “ Let go in, I need to show you more ”. Grandma exclaimed, walking inside. The staff open wide the door for her and all the staff rushed outside in an orderly manner while she steps in. “ You have proven yourself worthy of the Colton title, so I think it is time you get familiar with our assets ”. “ Your assets? ” Audrey asked as she looked perplexed. “ Yes. This belongs to the Colton family and this is just the scratch of the surface compared to others ”.

Josephine asked "She said it will come to me." "Well let's get out of here." Audrey said "You're right, it's kinda hot in here." Josephine said. The trio left the mansion retuning back to school. "Audrey, it's... Adrian."

Audrey left the room after bidding her goodbye to Tristan. She nodded at her driver who was waiting outside to escort her back to the car. “Did you enjoy your meal?” Audrey asked the driver who gleefully nodded at her question. “I see. I heard from Mother you have kids. Let’s drop by somewhere to get them some treats,” she said. “Thank you, Miss Audrey.” The driver bowed slightly and smiled.

A mirror image of myself in front of me—only thirty-two years younger, prettier, richer, and far sassier. Audrey’s dark hair cascaded down her back in soft curls while her forest-green eyes, inherited entirely from her father, sparkled under the vanity lights. And that persuasive little expression on her face? Pure Ricochet genes. “I know, I know,” I muttered, reaching for the shoebox from the top shelf before handing it to her. “Audrey, sweetheart, I really wish you picked heels at least an inch shorter. I don’t want to watch you twist your ankle going down the stairs.”