Audrey Fuentes Novels & Stories

Because despite everything… despite my frustrations with Maximus Valencia… I will not tolerate vultures circling the crown while he still exists. Cassiel studied me quietly across the chamber table, fingers resting loosely against the polished wood before him. “And if the rumors prove true?” Before I could answer, Audrey spoke. “They are true.” Every gaze shifted toward her. She sat near the Rothadam delegation draped in pale silver silk, immaculate and composed as ever. Beautiful. Cold. Dangerous in the precise way noble women are trained to become. Audrey’s pale gaze rested briefly on me before returning to the room. “The woman’s name is Grace Montoya” she said smoothly. “Human. Employed w

Angel said with bright eyes. Anna and Amber bowed slightly at the woman. "Its nice to finally meet you Mrs Zhang" Amber said smiling, she realized Angel saying her mother was pretty was just an understatement! That explained Angel's good looks. Anna nodded at the woman before handing her a drink "Please Mrs Zhang, we're having a celebration today so....no tears" Xi Yao laughed and wiped her face "Yes, yes. okay girls. Let's have fun then" Angel was the first person to start speaking. She didn't stop blabbering about her experiences when training and how she met the girls.

Tears fell from her eyes, and I took a deep breath, momentarily regretting being the reason behind the woman going through this much hell with her mate and his mother since I arrived. Renata practically ran away, and I watched as the woman turned to look at me. Her eyes met mine for a second before she looked me up and down. “I take it that my son chose to dress you the way that he pleases?” She asked, and I frowned in confusion. I went to respond before her next question stopped me. “Your name?” “Lea Auditore,” I said, and she nodded. Her eyes studied my expression for a second before she looked at Giovanni.

I didn’t realize how many people were staring at us until he was gone. After breakfast, Audrey accompanied me to Miss Gillery’s shop. “Lovely Zaya!” She said with a big smile. “I’m so glad you have returned.” She gave me a huge hug. Then she looked at Audrey. “Who is this tall lady?” Audrey held her hand outward. “I’m Audrey. A friend of Zaya.” “Well, any friend of the Luna is a friend of mine.” She took Audrey’s hand and twirled her around. “Your features are a tailor’s dream. That neckline. Those shoulders and that waist. You have to let me design a dress for you.”

"Come back here! Where is the dessert I asked for?! And how many times have I told you that mother doesn't like her kiwis cut this way?! Are you going to be dumb forever?" Audrey, the first daughter-in-law of the Meyer family, yelled at the beautiful young lady who was multitasking as she served different dishes in front of different people at the same time and pace.

She seemed like an experienced woman as soon as she spoke. “My name is Xynthia. Please tell your management about this so we can make a transfer.” Then, Xynthia’s assistant behind her handed over official documents for the staff to read. “You’re taking over the chain Budokans?” The staff seemed quite surprised, but she also knew what had happened the day before. She nodded before turning back inside without saying another word. Soon, a dozen people in traditional clothing walked out with an elegant-looking woman. The woman was none other than Jeff Bauer’s seventeenth mistress, Audrey Lopez herself.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Then Magdalena rented some old car so that getting around would be easier for her. Sona really was at home. Her way of life was written all over her face. She smelled of alcohol and cigarettes and was dressed in cheap, vulgar clothes. Aunt Tamia was awake too, but she could not get out of bed. Tamia was very happy to see Sara, but the same could not be said about Sara, she was frightened. Age had made Tamia’s deformity even worse. The poor woman was horrible to look at, but she was still the one Magdalena loved most in her family. More precisely, she did not love anyone else at all.