Book Moll Flanders Novels & Stories

The stepmother made the life of little Flora a living hell. Although Flora tried fruitlessly to get the attention of her father, Her half-sister Bianca was the only child he loved. It was times he forgot her existence. And he was even persuaded by his second wife to sell his older daughter to Jack Black, the Boss of the largest Mafia group in the city. Flora was only twenty one. She thought this may be her opportunity to live as a decent human being, but she was wrong.

No Lance or anybody else can stop me from doing so. My phone vibrates before I finish my cigarette. My assistant sends Molly’s details. I am impressed with his quick work. I check the report briefly. My attention is on her photo. “Molly Sanders,” I murmur, brushing my thumb over her photo; my lips curl into a smirk. “You will soon be mine.” Lance’s POV… We came back early. After dinner, we thought of watching a movie. It is a science fiction movie, which I am enjoying.

Ring ring…ring ring…tut. "Fuckin hell!" Weylin Turner growled, almost throwing the phone away. "Hey! Don't break my phone like you did with yours," Mirela Davies, Weylin's old acquaintance, the leader of the gang The Red Hearts, and one of the most powerful mafia leaders of the USA, spoke as she took her phone away from his hand. "I didn't break my phone on purpose. I couldn't control my rage and…" Weylin sighed, looking out of the window.

44: Complicated and Passionate Braston spent three days taking care of Molly, and her cramps finally stopped. However, he remained alert, anxiously waiting for her irritability to end. Her fluctuating mood was a constant challenge, and their planned trip was postponed. Jeff had already started planning to bring Brady home, as he and Molly had reconciled.

“Probably, as the most beautiful girl he has ever met. Molly, do you even look at yourself in the mirror? You are an angel when compared to beauty, you have this long wavy brown hair that glitters like a chocolate ice cream, a pair of beautiful brown eyes that captivates everyone, I mean it captivated me. You have this adorable height, has it ever occurred to you that you are more than two inches taller than me? And I am considered tall for a girl. You have this flame around you that makes you special. Beautiful and attractive like a blue fire and everybody knows that blue fire burns fiercer and hotter. You are like blue fire, Molly, attractive to look at and dangerous to touch but you also

Behind the car, Molly saw him. She stood there dazed, staring blankly as the gray Cullinan slowly drove away. Her face was drenched in rain and confusion. She knew all too well the vast gulf between them. One was the second son of the Sanders Group, the president of Fowlerlotte Tech Co. with a status worth billions. Meanwhile, Molly was just a small-time actress. They were as far apart as clouds and mud. Not to mention, she carried a past full of stains that couldn’t be washed away, no matter how hard she tried.

The pay was minimum, but the expenses were endless—her own needs, her siblings’ schooling, contributions for the household. “Flor, I’ll go ahead. Don’t forget the resume, okay?” Elaine reminded her as she packed up. “Got it,” Flora Amor replied, tidying her things and retouching her makeup before heading outside. Standing by the entrance of MOA, she debated between booking a Grab taxi or a motorcycle, finally deciding on Grab. “Flor? Is that you?” She froze. A man stood a few steps away, eyes wide in disbelief. “Oh my God. It’s really you! You look gorgeous!” he exclaimed.

The waitress walks toward me and asks, “Is there something else that you might need, ma’am? Can I bring you anything?” “No, I’m fine. Thanks.” I sit up straighter and look around once. I’m full, so I don’t want anything to eat. I can walk around the mall. I don’t have to go straight home. “Actually, you know what? I think I’ll have the bill.” I pay for my meal and exit the café. Just as I’m leaving, though, I see a familiar face. Eliza Ferrante. Miguel’s wife. Our eyes meet and we both stop in our tracks.

Michelle half whispered. Her blood boiled just by hearing his name. Inhaling deeply, Taya jetted, breaking into Ella's office. Lucas was inside with Ella in his arms. They were about to kiss but interrupted by Taya. The coffee and goodies in Taya's hands dropped off onto the floor. The black liquid splattered all over the floor near Taya's feet. Taya's eyes glared, her heart beat faster against her ribcage. "Disgusting!" She muttered through her clenched teeth while she walked closer to Lucas and Ella.