Barbara Kean Dc Novels & Stories

“But I can’t confirm the exact variant. It’s only a suggestion, not a diagnosis.” Kane, standing a few feet away, tensed visibly at her words. “What do you mean, ‘you can’t be sure?’” he snapped sharply enough to make Barbara flinch. “These kids are suffering, and all you have is a suggestion?” Barbara straightened with defiance in her eyes. “Because, boss,” she said, her tone deliberately slow and condescending, “this isn’t exactly my area of expertise. I’m not a doctor. I’m an herbalist. I deal with remedies and potions, at most, small recognizable diseases and not diagnosing outbreaks of disease.”

This, Chief Onapuruagu did in memory of Chief Kaave, for the affections of Coco and to pay homage to the legend. For the following few weeks, Coco Kaave retreated into a shell where nothing fazed her. A shell where she still mourned the death of her dearest dad. *** Barbia stormed the lounge at KAAVE D CASTLE with two of her girlfriends, already drunk. They were loud, noisy and lousy. Chief Onapuruagu couldn't help but turn back, it was easy to spot Barbia. She wore a skimpy purple shiny gown, with her green hair and green boots. The trio sat on table gossiping loudly, they empited quite a number of bottles.

she laughs again and starts to rock a little bit more. Barbara is 29 and looks like Halle Berry," she says with a twinkle in her eye. "Really! People tell her that all the time. She's light skinned with a figure that we all envy." I can't imagine Cyn envying anyone's figure and I tell her so.

The woman stood up, capturing her jacket and her glass of Whiskey from the counter. I saw her graciously walk to the pool table that was on the left corner of the bar. Some men casted her an almost devouring and hungry look, but she seemed not to care. Karla, as she had introduced herself, had a king inside her. -She's beautiful, isn't she?- Keana asked staring at me, having total certainty of my evident interest for the brunette across the bar. -Just like you. -She seemed to like you, but she liked me too.

Barbara said rolling her eyss. I downed the rest of my drink, setting the glass down with a sharp clink. "You think you know me? That you understand even a fraction of what’s going on in my head?" I took a step closer, my presence making her flinch. "Lauren isn’t like you. She’s not a snake slithering through the cracks, waiting for the perfect moment to strike." Barbara's expression changed, her hands closing up into a fist by her side. She opened her mouth to say something but before she could talk, her phone rang.

I wasn’t expecting warmth—just relief. When we arrived, everyone was already seated, welcoming us with smiles. My mom. His parents. Jennifer. Jace. Austin. Steve. Tina. Mika. And—surprisingly—Barbara. I sat beside Mika. “I thought you had business in Florida,” I whispered. “Not yet. I’m enjoying New York more,” she replied casually. “I’m managing my dad’s cosmetic company.” “Ohh,” I said with mild sarcasm. Turning to Barbara, I whispered, “Who invited you?”

Chapter 19: A Stroll Down Memory Lane The Kandid Bar, Kanid, Iowa... Brick took a long slow sip of his third beer as he sat at the bar eyeing everyone in the place, his grey gaze fell upon the lovely blonde with deep brown eyes known as Barbra "Barbie" Marshal. While she was the wife of Badger M.C. president and founder Kenneth "Ken" Louis Marshall, she was also a woman with which he had an interesting sexual history. The subject of Ken's debt to a rabid band of loan sharks had been brought up a time or two, but he had known the reason he'd taken on the debt himself and she was staring at him from across the room. Once Barbra found out that men were coming to kill Ken, she reached out to his

When more people joined the elevator, Barbara almost fell from the push of people but Jeff was fast to assist her to stand on her feet, Barbara smiled at him, she was used to him protecting her, picking a school for her, it was all because of Jeff she attended California university and take a business course. As the elevator came to a halt, Kathleen hurried out of it, leaving Jeff and Barbara behind, he enveloped her in his hand as he led her out of the elevator The waiter handles Kathleen the iPad to choose her song, the naughty Kathleen is busy singing out her lungs, Barbara and Jeff watch as Kathleen dances to the silly song of Kathleen, she likes the crazy song, unlike Barbara. Barbara i

As soon as we arrive, I shut the door and cast my glance at Stella who is taking her time to take in Barbara’s appearance. “Good evening, Ms. Stella,” Barbara greets with a fawning smile, but Stella doesn’t respond to it. For a moment, I think Stella doesn’t know where to start from until she opens her mouth and only then do I understand that she must’ve been looking for a better way to put her words. “Barbara, what or who did you attend this inauguration as?” Stella asks. Barbara’s brows furrow in confusion. She didn’t quite get the question. “Did you come here for a fashion parade or what? As Transcorp’s employee, is this the appropriate outfit for your CEO’s inauguration ceremony?”

Heath said, smiling. "No, no! The Worthingtons are great the way they are!" Barbara shook her head quickly. She was self-aware. She knew that Sean was the reason that she and Cecilia had been allowed to be here and had gotten Heath's permission to return to the Ace City Worthingtons. She would not dare to make any requests. Sean could sense Barbara's discomfort, so he smiled and said, "Barbara, since Heath has such good intentions, you don't have to be shy. You can make any requests that you have."