Belinda Peregrin Age Novels & Stories

I ask. "Not yet. I do not want to know the gender yet, as I thought we could have a gender reveal party. Don't you think it will be a lot of fun? I still don't know the details and all of that, but you are right. Let's go to the boutiques. Let's go and look for a dress for you. I am sure we will find the perfect dress for you today," Belinda says, walking out of the office to her car. I can see the paparazzi keeping their distance away from Belinda. They had to run in or two with her before she gave them hell. They do not like to ask her questions as she answers them, so they cannot even write about them. She is not only a brilliant attorney, but she also knows how to handle the media. I am

After Belinda left, Lumina stared at the biodata files spread across her desk. Nothing matched—except the birth dates. Serenity was twenty, born on the exact same day as Belinda, only one year apart. The coincidence clawed at her insides. She had already ordered her subordinates to dig deeper, but staring at the vial of purple liquid gleaming under the lamp light made it impossible to dismiss as mere chance. The liquid seemed to pulse faintly, almost alive.

Life started early for Belinda Mayhew. Her teenage years were mostly spent pursuing auditions for modeling gigs. Her physical superiority had always been her advantage. She was the prettiest out of all her siblings, the tallest, the blondest, and Belinda seemed to have skipped the awkward phase of puberty and looked stunningly gorgeous at the age of 14. She didn't look 14. From the outside, Belinda was 18 for a very long time. She didn't come from a wealthy family, on the contrary, her parents struggled to feed their 7 children, Belinda being the oldest one. With her good looks and posture, her mom was determined that Belinda will be able to use them to earn a living and help the family fina

"I really don't get it. No matter how hard I try, I simply don't get it." "And you're hoping I could help you understand," Ellie added. Belinda shrugged. "Isn't that your forte? Visions and prophecies?" The day Belinda had discovered the owner of the Peach Valley Orphanage wasn't an ordinary old lady, or that Ellie Compton wasn't even her real name, she'd been shocked to bits. Apparently, the widow had existed for a very long time, so long that she'd lost count. She'd once been human, but all she could remember from her past life was that she'd been married, and her husband had died at an early stage of the marriage. She'd changed her appearance so many times over the millenniums, always to

She needed a real nurse or she wouldn’t survive. Aurora was not an option, leaving only one person in the entire pack that could help her. I raced out of the cottage, and into town, ignoring the greetings and salutations from the pack members until I found who I was looking for. Belinda was buying herbs in the market. She might look young, like a woman in her late twenties, but I knew she was way older than that. Something about a special tea that made her look young. “Belinda, I need your help,” I said without pleasantries.

“That wasn't meant to sound like a threat, Greer. My knuckle-headed son is usually not quite so tackless when he speaks, but what he meant to say is that for years nows everyone had assumed that Greer Blackstone, Belinda's sweet little granddaughter was dead.” “What?” Greer asks with a gasp. “Why-” She shakes her head in consternation. Liam moves up beside her, wrapping his arms around her and the kids. He feels relief when she doesn't pull away this time. That had hurt him. “Belinda thinks that you are dead. Mom,” Liam gestures to Bella, “sat with her for days after she heard the news. She was completely inconsolable. It was about eight or nine years ago.” Greer was shocked nearly speechles

the old man on the bed said and Belinda’s head turned so that she was looking at him. “You know her?” she asked. “Oh, yes,” Mr Blade said. “She played on her father’s ship when she was a teenager. Her father liked to say that she became a pro gambler first before she became a teenager.” The man’s eyes then flickered to Belinda. “Not that she was a difficult teenager, Rea. Drove her father nuts that she didn’t hang out with kids her age.” There was a small smile on his face as he said, “She was too well behaved for him. He said he worried that she was missing out on something and did not want her to blame him when she realised.”

Her head turned at the sound of someone joining her in the room. She got up when she noticed Lilliana and approached the girl. Smiling, she reached out her hand and introduced herself "hello, I'm Belinda ...Belinda Lambert and you must be Jay's daughter Lilliana, I've heard a lot about you" and yet I know nothing about you, the girl wanted to say but that would be rude. Instead she nodded her head returning the woman's friendly smile and accepted her hand.

She responded, "The deed is already done. You're now the Lodge family's granddaughter-in-law. You needn't worry because Evelyn can never threaten your position." Evelyn couldn't threaten her position? Belinda was truly something else for pulling this stunt. Her one sentence was enough to make Brian doubt me. She was forcing her to be the Lodge family's granddaughter-in-law. At the same time, she was preventing Ariana from escaping her control. Ariana couldn't help but recall how she used to model herself after Evelyn in her past life. Belinda knew it but never stopped her from doing so. That was because Belinda knew she could never win Brian's heart, even if she resembled Evelyn to a tee.

Belinda sat up rather lazily and looked Sebastian up and down. "You're very young." Belinda frowned. "I studied medicine for three years," Sebastian said impassively. Belinda was amused by what he had said. She only looked to be in her 20s at most, but Sebastian could tell that she was at least 50 years old. Even Sebastian couldn't help but admire how well she had maintained her looks.