Novel & Cerita Audrey Lotm

He would be very handsome if he wasn’t such a jerk. “It was pointless. Just like this entire thing,” I say sourly. All this has put me in a bad mood. Mainly it’s because of my situation. And also because of Alden. “Well, I’m sure he adored you,” she says, squinting her eyes slightly. Liar. Sermon leaves with her staff not much longer after. She leaves me with a small piece of paper that I examine. Type B Name: Marigold Application: Topical

Jesus, I must be far, far drunker than I thought. He holds his hand out. “I’m Lucas Craven.” I just stare at him. He gives me a puzzled look and starts to move his hand away. I quickly put my hand out and shake his warm solid, calloused hand. “I-I’m Lilly, Lillian Blackwood”, I stutter, geez Lill, get a grip, remember he’s a douche bag that just spilled shit all over you…. still, he’s a good-looking douche bag. “I know, I’ve been watching you. I mean, I watched you sing.” He smiles ruefully, pointing at the stage, “You sound amazing.”

Shrugging she walked towards Liam but the beeps of her phone interrupted her and she quickly answered the call without bothering to look at the name. “Hello” “You have a lot of explaining to do Aura, why did you do that to Mr Jules?” She removed the phone from her ears and checked the name which turned out to be Bigfoot. “You don’t under Bigfoot, he tried to force himself on me and we didn’t have any discussion like that” She heard Bigfoot hiss, “I didn’t send you there to be an interpreter only aura, goddammit” he spat and she could feel shiver running through her spine.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

In the blink of an eye, it was the first day of school. Audrey had taken a leave from her acting job early in the morning and had Kim arrange the schedule for her. She planned to accompany Catherine to Styre University in Loxton. Ever since she knew that Catherine had been accepted to Styre University, Audrey couldn't stop smiling. On the way, she kept talking to Catherine. "Kathy, among our generation, you're the smartest and the most talented in academics. If Grandpa knew you got into Styre University, he'd be so thrilled!"

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

I looked at the screen and displayed on it was the mansion call line. I answered it. "Sir Jayden, there's a problem. Mrs Audrey has escaped the mansion." a feminine voice erupted from the speaker. What? "How the hell did she leave the house?" "I...I don't know sir. I only noticed she was gone when I went to give her lunch in her bedroom."The maid, explained. I was furious and the maid was helping matters, she had no answers to my questions. I ended the call. Dialing the line of the top guard in the mansion. He picked up after two ring.

It is the coldest cell in the entire compound, lined with enchanted silver that completely dampens and blocks all magic. Audrey is huddled in the far corner, shivering violently on the bare stone floor. She looks repulsive. Her once beautiful blonde hair is matted, caked with black dirt and dried sweat. The stench hit me a mile away, but up close, it is unbearable. The sharp, acidic smell of stale vomit floods my nostrils. I instantly avert my eyes, my stomach heaving. I have to swallow hard to keep my own breakfast down. "Oh, you pitiful child," Love says, her voice dripping with artificial sympathy.

His lose jeans and thin jacket raise my eyebrows, not ideal for this towns weather, "Your not from here?" His blue eyes seem to sparkle, "No I just moved from LA. Didn't realise it would be this cold." "Right, well welcome," I say, turning away. Keen to get back to the pack. Back to Will. "I didn't catch your name," he says after me, grabbing my elbow. I turn to look at him, raises my eyebrows at his hand. He lets me go immediately, offering me a soft smile . "I'm Bec." He sticks the same hand out, "Nice to meet you. I'm Hayden."

the saleslady replied as she placed the jewelry back before retreating to look for suitable gift items. Audrey was still searching for the perfect present when she received several notification dings from her phone. "Excuse me," She muttered to the salesperson who nodded in response as she began pulling her phone from her bag. Audrey's expression was neutral as she unlocked the screen, wanting to see who had messaged her. But upon tapping on the text from a rather strange number, Audrey's heart sank. The texts revealed images of her husband, Theodore, seated at a well-known luxury restaurant, gazing affectionately at another woman while holding her hand—The kind of look that should be solely