Beatrix Lebeau Novels & Stories

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

Bamby was still talking to Clarissa when Laura emerged from the kitchen. “Worry? Why should I worry? Clarissa, you did not tell me we have a visitor?” Laura uttered. “Mama, I was supposed to call you in the kitchen and introduce you to Bamby. He is the model scout I told you about last time. He was the one who approached me to be a model six months ago.” Clarissa was trying to gather her strength while talking to her mother. “Well, hello Mama. I am Bamby Flores, a well-known beauty queen maker, model discoverer, and a big name in the fashion industry. I am so honored to finally meet the mother of my future superstar model.” Bamby introduced himself.

Today is such a beautiful day in Salem, I can already tell by the early dawn sun shining through my window. What does today have in store for me? Work! I work at The Jonathan Corwin House which is known locally as The Witch House. It's famous as the original owner of the same namesake was one of the judges who presided over the notorious trials and it's now a museum and I'm lucky enough to run it. What's even better is, I live opposite so it's simply a short walk to work every day.

I'm sure I look mortified as I stand up, "Hi, my names Bec and I'm from Livingston" I look around the room as I speak. It's hard not to notice all the kids giving each other pointed looks. "Well hello Bec it's so nice to meet you darlin, you can take your seat again," her thick Texas accent is almost too overwhelming for me. Luckily, she launches straight into the class without any further questions. I pretend to follow along while subconsciously doing little drawings around my book, trying my hardest not to think about the boy with raven hair.

BEAUTY AND THE BEAST *** DENISHA *** "Hello everyone, I am Lady Bella Ramirez. Chairman Kim's daughter in law and I would be representing him in this meeting" she said and I almost died of an heart attack. This is Amber. Amber is the daughter in law of chairman Kim? what is even going on here? she's supposed to be dead. I killed her. I watched the building explode. could it be possible that she survived? She can't survive. she was literally unconscious when I left her to die. is my mind playing games with me now!

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.

"He's a changed man, Leo. He is no longer the cousin that kidnapped me to hand me over to your archenemy." He laughed and raised an eyebrow. "Then who is he?" "The cousin that has been helping me. I'd almost certainly be dead by now without him," I replied. "Helping you do what exactly?" he asked. "Help his sister," I said. Leo stared blankly. "Max doesn't have a sister." I shook my head, "After Milo Megestanis died, his mate had an affair with a man named Roberto Benedetta and had a daughter called Milly-"

“Jennifer is going to love this!” Cheers Beatrix excitedly from the passenger seat. I glance over, my mind once again trying to reconcile that while I am looking at the body of Jennifer, it’s not Jennifer in control. The main thing driving that fact home is the glowing aquamarine eyes looking out the windshield. The other is the mannerisms. Beatrix is exuberant and uses a lot of big gestures, whereas Jennifer is more delicate and demure, except for when she’s excited.

Alexander sat down and an attendant served him a drink. “Hello Alexander! I didn’t think I would see you again,” said Beatrix as she came into the room. Alexander turned to look at her and his eyes widened with shock. He could hardly recognize the Beatrix who came into the room, supported by two attendants. In her final trimester, she had grown huge and her feeble body could hardly support her weight. The dark circles under her eyes spoke of the torture she might have gone through. They weren’t there when Alexander saw her the last time. It was clear Beatrix had gone through more difficulties than he had thought.

he smiled, sipping his juice "Okay" Beatrix said, thinking carefully of the details to tell him, she wasn't one to tell people completely about herself. "Uhmm... like you know, I'm Beatrix, a barista during the day and a dancer at night" she said and looked at Paxton who continued staring at her, wondering if she was done telling about herself. "Are you done?" he asked and she smiled and nodded "Yeah" "You're saying like we just met, I didn't ask for an introduction because that's clearly and introduction" he was displeased