Beatrice Laus Novels & Stories

“That’s nothing. Enjoy the party, but I’d like you to keep an eye on Brianna so that Nathalie isn’t the only one looking at my granddaughter. There are a lot of people there.” “Yes, Madame!” Donna replied warmly. “I’ll keep a close eye on Brianna. “Thank you. Alright, I’m really going now,” Mrs. Beatrice said, as she took her leave of us. Everyone fell silent as Madame Beatrice stepped out here in the sitting room, the surrounding area became noisy again. The makeup artist instinctively touched her chest. “It’s really true then, Madame Beatrice Watson’s aura is sophisticated, yet intimidating.” “That’s right,” the hairstylist chimed in. “I thought she was going to eat me alive with that star

She said and Joel instantly looked up. He pulled her and she subconsciously moved back a bit to balance herself before looking away from Joel's face. "Tell me about you, Beatrice!" He said and Beatrice was surprised. She subconsciously looked at the man behind the desk who was not looking at them. He looked so busy as he faced his work, ignoring their presence. "Why do I still care about someone who doesn't even care about me?" She asked herself before facing Joel with a smile. "My name is Beatrice Edward, I'm a student in a fashion home in Durham, I am also Maria friend"

I knew that he would have had his reasons. Beatrice was the sexiest fucking thing that ever walked this planet. She stood about 5’10 with a slim waist and a well-endowed chest. She had beautiful chestnut hair that always had a styled messy look to it. She was even sexier unclothed after the auction as well as last night.

She was wearing a smile on her lips as she approached me. “Do I know you?” I asked, coldly. The woman just smiled, and she was not intimidated by my tone with her. “No, because I am just a new worker at the mansion. Alpha Gideon assigned me to help you choose your dress for your appearance in front of the members,” she said, and I just listened to her. “My name is Beatrice, Luna Emerald.” I continued to furrow my brows as I looked at her. She never stops smiling but behind her smile, I can feel a strong aura. This woman is not just a worker of the mansion. She had other roles instead of that.

Instead of following them, she went back inside her room and lay down on her bed. She looked around her room and noticed the picture of her and Duke on their wedding day. The picture shows that she’s delighted; her face is shining, but Duke isn’t; he didn’t even bother to put on a fake smile just for the photo’s sake. Aisha’s eyes start to moist with the thought of Duke and the woman earlier, “Even if it’s breaking me apart, Duke, I won’t give up. I’ll continue and endure everything because I love you; I will be your Luna,” she muttered.

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

“Now you understand why I brought you here, Paul? It’s the easiest way to find out everything you want about me.” “Oh, I spoke out of place?” Beatrice asks. Laura takes her sister's hand while her other hand remains on my knee. "Don't worry, sweety. Paul was curious about me, so I brought him here. You can tell him whatever you like." Beatrice beams. “Where should I start?” "Wait a second. Please excuse me; I don't want to be impolite." I shift my focus to Laura. "Can you read people's minds? Do you hear what I'm thinking?"

"I heard what happened this morning, Camilla!" Beatrice said as we placed our food on the table. "That Jenny of a girl is a bitch, she's driving me crazy, She's going to make me kill her and bury her 10ft into the ground without anyone knowing," Beatrice seethed and I rolled my eyes with her exaggerating statement. "Lucas was there to help me," I murmured pinching my chocolate doughnuts. "He's so protective of you, he's just a psycho most times," Beatrice said with her mouth full as she munched on her strawberry-filled doughnuts.

Luke asked, raising an eyebrow at me. I blinked, probably looking like an idiot. “Uh… I don’t know. Check her ID?” Luke rummaged through her velvet evening clutch again. “Got it! Her name is… Beatrice!” “…And what does she do?” I asked hesitantly. Luke inspected a folded map he pulled out. “It’s a map of a campus and Berlin city.” “Which school?” I pressed.