Barbara Cartland Novels & Stories

“Faith, my dear daughter-in-law, I want you to have this car.” Everyone turned. Faith’s eyes widened as Barbra pressed the keys into her palm. “It’s a little something from me,” Barbra continued sweetly, though her smile had sharp edges. “A gift to appreciate you for carrying the future Carter heir in your womb.” Faith gasped. “Oh, Mrs. Carter… you shouldn’t have!” “Oh, I should,” Barbra insisted. “You deserve it. And please call me Mum” Kim muttered under her breath, “Here we go again.”

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE DANTE’S POV A VILLAIN ORIGIN STORY The older woman paces across my office like a storm wrapped in couture, every movement radiating fury. Even angry, Barbara Washington looks immaculate, dressed head-to-toe in limited-edition Maison Valentino, pearls gleaming at her throat while rage darkens her elegant features. She looks nothing like the woman the world sees on red carpets beside her husband or hosting charity galas with a fabricated smile. That version of Barbara is carefully manufactured, polished so hard until it’s so flawless nobody stops to question what exactly the Washington family keeps hidden behind their billions. This version of her though? This is the real B

Emily Warner I decided to dress up a little for my last dinner with Carter before he leaves tomorrow. So far he has only seen me in my sweatpants. I don’t know why but the thought of him leaving is not sitting well with me. He handles me so well, surprisingly he hasn’t hurt my feelings once which are very easy to hurt because I am very fragile.

She smells like jasmine, rose, and lily all pressed down and shaken together. He gaped at her, and the lady wet her lips and winked at him in response to the way he stared at her. “Allen,” Barbara called with a smile on her face, “Allen,” she called again but couldn't quite bolt him out of his woolgathering. Jane, the maid, consciously bumped into the dining table, yanking him from his thoughts. He brushed his palm down his face, his cheek reddening in embarrassment. “Seems he is already enthralled by your beauty.” Barbara turned to Chloe, whose pursed, red-coated lips split in a smile, flashing her perfectly white set of teeth, and Barbara continued her speech, “He is a great web designer a

Barbara Morris cocked her head to look at her, her expression delicate. Actually, I'm not sure, but maybe I have a way to let Alexander Washington come to me personally, plus he enjoyed being young again. Barbara said. Upon hearing this, Nathaniel Princess sneered with disdain, in addition to fear of what he heard about his aunt's murderers... I really don't know where this woman's confidence comes from. "You do not believe?" Barbara Morris stood up and looked around with her hands behind her back, she showed a hickey, pulling out a jade dragon ring...

She wants to see two of the world's largest continents, and then she wants to rest before they continue on to the Senchi continent. Liticia got ready and rushed out of the apartment. Just as she was leaving, all the ladies with spiritual support came to His Majesty's chamber. Barbara was the first to walk through the door. Hey, my spouse, you are fortunate because an English war tactician has paid you a visit. My Lord, I can tell she adores you. Please carry out her instructions. Some of us lack the ability to get closer to her. If she didn't give me the chance and I arrived on my own, I might perish right away.

She half—watchfully traced what the woman was doing, with the wardrobe door open, and a small stuffed panda in hand. Barbara's attention was straight, almost making Moreau not know how she could solve this problem, as if there was something her mother was looking for and instead found the thing hidden among the pile of clothes. That shouldn't have happened. Moreau fought hard to look calm enough to control the situation. Knowing that the corners of Barbara's lips twitching faintly was not a good clue. "What a cute doll, Moreau. I just found out that you have an unusual panda collection."

“Who are they? Do they not know to walk up to me and show courtesy?” Barbara stepped forward quickly, tugging Lois behind her. “I am Viscountess Barbara. A pleasure to meet you, my lady.” Sandra’s eyes narrowed. “And why is that woman veiled?”

The phone starts to ring as I wait for her to answer. "Hello?" Barbara says. "Hello, Darling!" I say to her with a prim proper tone in my voice. Using this voice, I often pretend that I am the villainous "Cruella Devil" from the book "The Hundred and One Dalmatians" by Dodie Smith. That has always been one of my favorite books. My mother used to read it to me as a child. "Molly!" Barbara says with excitement in her voice. "How are you doing?" I asked her, “I have not seen it yet this summer.

this family, she doesn't even know the crime, she committed against Claudia. "I will take your silence to mean Yes." Claudia stands from the dining, Barbara looks at her father."You shouldn't ever think of giving me that...""Barbara stop it, you should go to work and I will be traveling, so you could stay at Gordon for now.""Alright, Dad!" Barbara stood from the dining, Hazel didn't say a word, she was acting differently now, she was acting like, she was not affected by her husband's actions, and she had resolved in her heart, to use subtle means to get what she wanted. Calvin too left the dining without saying a word to Hazel."Good morning! Sir Dante." Barbara greeted him casually, Dante r