Bailey Sloan Novels & Stories

“don’t do that either way. They are both your parents, and they both are flawed as well. Just stay in the middle lane, and be you. That is all you need to do.” “Bailey, how did you get so smart?” Ana asked. “I moved away,” Bailey said as she hung up the phone. She didn’t want anything to do with anyone else for the next few days. She knew how this was going to be. She had enough on her own to deal with. The bathroom wasn’t going to finish stocking itself.

“Yes. Everything’s sort of…changing. Some of its... Surprising. And I just suddenly had the urge to share it all with you. But not over the phone. That’s not right or fair for you. Or for the peanut.” “The peanut?” I ask as the knot in my gut unravels and my heart swells—not agonizingly. Warmly. “Well… She’s more than a peanut now. Just take a gander at this belly of mine.” It’s nicely rounded. Still not very big, but Bailey looks healthy and glowing from the top of her shiny blonde hair to the tips of her designer shoes. “You never fail to arouse me,” I quietly tell her. She smiles. Melts into me. Her lips glide over my neck.

I said. "How long has he had you."He asked me. "Five years."I said nonchalantly. ack you did a good job bringing her here she would be of good help to us."He said with a grin . "So what's the deal."I said looking at him. "You know for years have been trying so hard to bring Brooks down and I think with your help its finally coming to pass." "I don't get it." "let me introduce myself properly, my name is Salvador the leader of this mafia group and the Brooks are the overall leaders ,am tired of being the second I want to be the first."He said.

I said, looking down at my feet. “As for a reward, the trophy is something that we would want her to keep as a memorial. However, the student council has discussed and agreed, if Mrs. Katerina is interested, to give her a full paid scholarship to get her master’s degree” Principle William said, looking around the students. Almost everyone gasped before clapping, and the smile on my face couldn’t have become any bigger as I looked at the principle, processing his words.

The power kicks back on twenty minutes later as I crouch in my studio, stretching a length of canvas over a frame. Shortly thereafter, I hear the crunch of tires bouncing over the cracked cement in the driveway. I edge away from the table where I’d been mixing paint and stand beside the window, just out of the glare of the sun. Bailey steps out of her car dressed in pale pink scrubs that bring out the deep cinnamon of her skin. She pushes her dark curls behind her ears as she squints up at the house, a soft smile touching her lips as she exhales deeply and smiles. She’s innocent and oblivious.

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I just fixed my vision on her waiting for her next words. "I don't know, Des. But I've never met the Baileys for a long time. The last time that I saw them was when I was just five years old!" she paused for a while and then proceeded along with a deep sigh. "Dad is up to something but I don't know yet!" she looked scared and upset. "What do you mean? Who are the Baileys?" confused and curious, I began digging for information about them. "President Harries and Madam Bianca have a son. His name is Liam and older than me by three years!"

“Why? Why would you do that? Isn’t that a death sentence for all of us?” “I don’t think so,” I said. “I trust them. Shaun is a great leader and I trust myself . . . And you.” A knock at the door stopped our conversation and I nodded at Peter. He went to open the door and there stood Bailey. She had her fighting suit on, which was a fitted silver material. Her hair was long and platinum blonde. Her eyes, however, were as dark as the night sky. She nodded at Peter and followed him inside.

He walks up to our group and stops. “I’m looking for Mr. Liam’s mate.” The doctor said. Bailey jumps up and my arms fall off of her. I carefully stand up with her and take her back in to my arms. “Yes Doctor Tanner. I’m Bailey. I saw you this morning.” She said to him. He gave her a sympathetic smile before taking her hand. “I’m sorry to tell you this dear but he is in a coma right now. We are not sure when he will wake up.” Bailey sobs and puts her hands over her face and I pull her in to my arms and wrap my arms around her keeping her close.

Drunk In My Mind ~ Benson Boone Adea A range of thoughts and emotions flit through me as I wonder how Gabe is here and then why. A fiendish idea comes to mind and an equally devilish smile spreads across my face. Because there was only one reason Gabe would be here this morning. Dropping my phone, I moved to get up, my leg shifting when I’m held back down. Shane’s grip had tightened, and he was refusing to let me get away. I definitely didn’t miss the hardness digging into my belly.