Betting On You Lynn Painter Novels & Stories

Sydney said, “Are you serious about this bet, Ms. Madden? You’re not joking, are you?” Lyra said firmly, “I’m not joking. Everyone else present can testify.” “Sure. In that case, let’s do best of three,” said Sydney. She tossed a few cards out, which happened to be the exact cards Lyra wanted to win. When it was time to show their hands, the smile on Lyra’s face was tinged with smugness. She was sure to win the game! The moment that round of gambling started, Sharon glanced at Sydney’s cards and knew that she would lose. Sharon could not bear to look.

The red wine splashed around in her glass, reflecting the faces of many who were here to look on. Lynn gloated at one side as the people around him were drawn to the commotion over here. He had finally succeeded in winning Lucile's heart the night before, and she finally stopped vacillating and keeping him in suspense. She had given the Damien's the right to act as Jordan Phone's agent, and Lynn agreed on acting as the company's agent together with Sahara. Rex and Thomas had arrived as well, and they watched the spectacle while holding their respective knock off cell phones.

The people in the office had nothing better to do anyway, so when they heard that there was something exciting happening, they all gathered around, "Sheila, what are the odds?" Sheila rolled her eyes and smiled cunningly, "If Lynn wins, the payout is 2 to 1. If Emmy wins, the payout is 8 to 1!” "Wow!" Someone exclaimed excitedly, "Sheila, are you giving us free money? Although I don't like Lynn, she is a professional. I bet on Lynn, one thousand!" Everyone thought that Sheila was giving them free money.

Lynn scooted out of the staff break room while she stuffed her mini tarot deck into the pocket of her pants. April stared at the door as it closed. If Lynn worked, her cards right… Crap, she had a lifetime companion and now she needed to figure out how to tell him… She needed to find him… Then after the disaster between the coven and the Vagas Moon Alpha pairing. How much drama will come from the coven about this pairing?

The bidding started, and the announcer enthusiastically introduced each woman one by one. "Two million dollars for that woman," one of the men in front said, raising his right hand and pointing to Lynne. Everyone waited for someone to bid higher, but no one did. "Going once, going twice, sold!" The announcer grabbed Lynne's arm. "Lynne now belongs to Alpha Derron!"

I link Grant and challenge him; there’s an odd number of people, so I sat out the first round. “If Deanna wins, I’ll pay for your date night. But if Lindsey wins, you have to convince Deanna to set me up with Lindsey.” I dare him. Unless he plays dirty, I’ll win, so there’s no point in betting on us. But Deanna is a strong fighter, possibly the strongest female fighter at Black Forest High. I’m putting a lot on a hunch that Lindsey is better. “Deal. Get ready to pay up.” Coach Mabry counts down, and we’re off.

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

Bed Twin waved a hand. “We read about you. Obviously. Before you got here. You’re kind of a legend.” “A very stabby legend,” Chair Twin added. “We had a betting pool on whether you’d try to kill Dante first or Ryker.” I rubbed my face slowly. This was… new. “You had a betting pool,” I repeated. “Still ongoing,” Bed Twin said helpfully. “I put my money on Ryker. He’s loud and a menace.” “I put mine on Dante,” Chair Twin countered.

Any woman would not be pleased to see the contents of that video. It could not be helped. That little b*tch Lynn did it on purpose. “Wynn, Wynn, you saw the video, right? He’s cheating on you with some rich little princess!” Lynn called Wynn and immediately sounded indignant. Wynn’s voice was somewhat hoarse, her mood clearly dampened as she replied, “Alright, I got it.” After that, she hung up and sat in the cab alone, tears streaming down her face as she watched the night pass by outside her window.

I check in with Bill one last time before going up to Lynn. As I enter the room, I see Lynn holding her royal ball dress against her. “If I can’t lose all the baby weight fast, I am not going to the Royal ball,” Lynn declares with a pout. “You hurt Betty’s feelings,” I tell her, ignoring her vanity. “Betty needs to lighten up. Besides, she was insulting a girl she doesn’t even know. The girl is, what, barely 19. How can she be expected to understand what a Hunter is?” Lynn puts the dress back up. “As soon as I can walk, I’m back in the gym. I want to kill in this dress. Make my Alpha the envy of every Alpha. Make every Luna look frumpy by comparison.”