Author Philippa Gregory Novels & Stories

"That’s not my intention, Professor…" "Magnificent! Please come back soon. I’d love to introduce you to some of the permanent cast and the orchestra musicians." "That would be wonderful. I’ll be there tomorrow. Does that work for you?" "Perfect! I’ll be waiting." It had been a week since the last time she was at the Ambassador. Philippa kept insisting that she shouldn’t miss this opportunity because of what had happened with Daniel—it was a huge advantage to have Marcus as her mentor. “What did she say?” Leonard asked, leaning toward him.

Even though they often don't hang out, she was always updated with the lives of Leila and Rui. “Anyway, the reason why I'm here is that someone is trying to trace you and Eon,” Phyllis seriously said. Phyllis Lu, is an expert programmer, chief engineer of their company, and a dedicated fangirl. The cute little lady in front of Rui is the reason why she was able to hide her traces from Chase. She's the girl who was able to protect the information of the mother and son against the people who were trying to investigate them. With her skills, she can make so dummy information about her friend and nephew online.

" Promise me that you will find better if I will be gone. " Philipe explained. " Why will you be gone? " Alexia asked. " Nothing. Just Promise me okay? I love you! " After that, Philipe died because of the insecurities of the people around them, especially around Alexia. Alexia is an ordinary and innocent girl back then. She didn't fight back. Philipe sacrificed himself just for Alexia to live, and that scenario was the reason why she learned how to fight. To fight everything especially for someone she loves.

Why was he surprised, Rhett asked himself, when it was totally in character for Phillip to have no emotional connection. “That’s pretty standard for them. What’s the girl’s name, Rhett?” Rhett considered his options and realized that he had none. Phillip needed to know in order to make his arrangements. “Charlotte McKenzie.” “Mhm.” Rhett could hear the scratch of a pen on paper as Phillip wrote it down. “I will get onto it. Don’t worry, Rhett, I’ll clean up your mess. It’s not the first time, the pack’s cleaned up after the Triquetra.”

If it's not because she wanted to give the enemy an illusion that she was weak, she would never have given them a chance to whip her like a lowly slave! The Dardanos family trembles when they heard this. They didn't believe that Philippa would do this. Even more, she didn't have the authority to get such highly confidential objects. However, they couldn't deny that Philippa was indeed a spoiled princess who likes using whips to punish someone when she was unhappy. Hearing this statement from Carissa, the emperor glanced at the empress with increasing dislike. There were only a few people that could get their hands on the research experiments objects.

“Hello, who is this cute young man? I didn't expect that in the city of Silverwall there would be such a not bad young man. Who is he, Louise? Your favorite?" "Favorite?" Phillip repeated with one eyebrow raised. Louise frowned. “What — no! His name is Phillip, and he's just a comer." Phillip immediately took off his headgear to give him a greeting smile. "What a nice name to hear for an easy-to-look young man like you." The woman pinched Phillip's cheek anxiously. “My name is Pepraskanis Grunis Fairy. You are strongly encouraged to call me Pepa. I am one of the five series of fairies of Tiffany's care."

"I'm done." One 8’6’’ tall black man named Adrian, stared at Philip with curiosity in his eyes. “Wait a minute, you talked about an ex-wife some time ago, do you remember her name?” Philip frowned. "Kendra. Why?" Adrian's eyes widened. ‘‘No way! You can’t be talking about Kendra Williams - the cosmetics tycoon are you?’’ Philip felt like he had just been thrown into a bucket of ice-cold water. "What?"

"I am sleeping here because you stole my bed." "I took the high ground," Philia corrected. She sat on the edge of his desk, her boots dangling. "That is what conquerors do." She took a long swallow of wine, watching him over the rim of the goblet. Her slate-grey eyes were sharp, intelligent, and devoid of the mockery she usually displayed in public. "You confuse me, Oreon," she said suddenly. "The feeling is mutual." "No," Philia shook her head. "I am simple. I see a thing, I want a thing, I take a thing. But you... you see a thing, you want a thing, and then you build a fence around it and ask permission to touch it."

68 Okeke Stephen--Kilox Series-Treachery--Book I “Bruh, are you kidding me? That woman sees only you and no one else. Do you know how many dates she has turned down? There is a pool going to see how many she will turn down by the end of the year, the person who wins has to buy drinks.” Philip frowned. He didn’t want Maddy to be the topic of office gossip. “Don’t worry, it’s harmless, I’ve even placed a bet. That woman is dynamite in the boardroom, she stands by you no matter what and she never lets anyone look down on you. Marry her Philip.” “I don’t know, she makes me lose my

Meanwhile… Philipa’s Room Philipa slipped who had earlier slipped into her chamber just before dawn finished stretching across the sky. Her muscles ached deliciously from the hours she’d stolen to train in the forest—her secret rebellion. She dropped to the floor and began light push-ups to cool down when a soft knock made her freeze. She sprang to her feet, wiped sweat from her brow, and composed herself. But she didn’t even get to say “come in.” The door creaked open—and in walked the most annoying person in Crestmoon.