Barbra Dawson Novels & Stories

~Lexia "You look beautiful, by the way," Adrian murmurs, helping me out of the car. Ignoring him, I smooth out my dress, gazing around at the beautiful view. This party is being hosted by Isaiah, the Alpha of Passion, in his Pack. Despite his Pack not being in the best condition, he still holds the most lavish parties every year. "You don't mind, do you?" I ask anxiously, still looking at Isaiah's estate. People were mulling around, finding their way in at their own pace. Guards stood post in nearly every shadow I glanced out, watching us with careful eyes.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Ever since they have established the IIC, Denzell has been lazy at home and would only work in the office once Gerard nagged him enough. “I have been doing my work diligently.” He is brazenly telling it to his face, that is when Gerard starts to enumerate his previous actions for the past generations. “You’re really impossible.” He continued complaining to his king, when someone knocked on the door. There reveals Barrett who is wearing a long sleeved-lace dress, she looks younger and with which is longer can now be braided on the side. She’s like a young lady of the house, and this leaves Denzell speechless.

Mrs Dawson says walking to a couch where she dumps herself and Carla nods. I stand there as if no one is aware of my presence and I decide to say hi to the woman. "Hello, Mrs Dawson, it's such an honor to meet you, I'm Kyrah Bailey." She aimlessly waves her arm in the air while staring at her phone. "Alright," she says without looking up and when Carla returns with the cigarette and a lighter, the woman doesn't hesitate one bit and in seconds she's puffing and passing out smoke and she smiles with satisfaction. The smoke doesn't do me any good and I can't help but cough loudly.

He thought something was wrong with his eyes when he saw Barbara on tbe screen wearing dental braces. He was not wrong. Her name was Barbara Edwards and her figure looked familiar as well. Her braces were the only thing that looked odd. Why did exclusive assistant Barbara make herself look like this on a blind date program? David was so confused by what he saw. It was extraordinary for a beautiful woman like Barbara to dress like an old maid when she was around Mr Black. Other women who participated in tbe show dresses up nicely. Yet, she wore braces on purpose and called herself a single mom.

Braide found herself charmed by his impeccable manners and genuine interest in their family life. Unbeknownst to Boma's parents, their daughter watched this display of charm with a heavy heart. Her fear of Donovan remained hidden, trapped beneath layers of silence. She yearned to confess her fears to her parents, but the grip of her anxiety and Donovan's dominance held her back.

Jade's POV The week flew by without any advancements made in my 'seduce my brother's best friend' plan so I guess it was time to give up and find someone else, maybe Connor has a big package though he probably doesn't, well I'll find out at the party tonight. I curled my hair and put on a short, satin, navy blue dress that had a slit just right on my thigh, I don't really know how to apply make-up so I put on a little mascara and some clear lip gloss. I wore black boot heels and put on a matching black leather jacket then, went downstairs, passing Jonathan and Blake on the way to the door. "Whoa whoa whoa," he stopped me, "where the hell do you think you're going with that," he pointed at my

All the tears that were about to break out disappeared, replaced by joy and delight. “Mama! Mama!” Farrah smiled, her pain minimized. Sure enough, if Dior is her kryptonite, then Dae is her antidote. “Hi, baby. Did you miss mama?” * Farrah's dreaming. Inside her dream, there seems to be endless darkness and the only thing she could see was a large iron door covered with cobwebs, dust, and dirt, proving that the door she was seeing wasn't opened for a very long time. There's no sound, just deafening silence. She took a step forward, another, and another. When she was in front of the door, she hesitantly stretched her arm, checking if the door was locked.

she walked into the dance floor with one of her numerous crazy dance steps. Although Barbara didn't go through the Ad, she collected the site, just in case there is a need for it but definitely, she is not buying that she is not going to option for one, not now, not in the future but never say never. Barbara lies lazily on her luxurious bed, she is tired from the nightclub, and her Telecom ring, and she struggles to take it. "My lady! The dining is set, Master Calvin is there, and the other members of the family."

“Most people never figured that out.” “Most people don’t have much experience being powerless,” I replied without thinking. Something shifted in his expression, a flash of understanding, perhaps, or curiosity, but before he could respond, the click of high heels announced Barbara’s arrival. She swept into the living room wearing one of the chef’s aprons over her black dress, looking for all the world like she belonged there. Her red hair gleamed under the lights, and she carried herself with the confidence of the lady of the house she was in.