Brigitte Lindholm Novels & Stories

“Give me the Hristoax.” “I-I w-won’t!” The hell with it. She wouldn’t tell where it is. A Noimstre went to Ánië the Dark Child. “The Lenriad troops are—” A beam of light hit the Dark Child’s arm and forced her to throw Ellaine a couple of steps back. They looked at the sky and saw Margarette atop Magor with a newly crafted golden scepter in her hand. The dragon circled in the air as Margarette waved at them.

After all, she had already proved herself to be worthy of her position. Furthermore, Brigitte was a known swordmaster. If Azenla had Marquis Stephanie Vera de Arrazola, then Toen had Brigitte Montmorency. Brigitte was a strict leader that her subordinates were truly afraid of her. And that was the reason why Kendrick chose Brigitte to accompany Lincoln. After all, in the entirety of Toen, except Emperor Khalil and Empress Leticia, only Brigitte could make him yield. And Brigitte, as strict as she was, would surely discipline Lincoln enough that he would certainly regret.

Lilith POV “Finally, we meet face to face... Lilith,” she whispered, her fake British accent roared realm, disturbing the quietness, The dim light from the gate's lamps shined on her, revealing nothing but true beauty, she was gorgeous. It's her, I thought, the same woman I've seen in my nightmares. Wearing a white dress that clung to her body, perking her breasts closer to her collar bone, the long slit on both sides running up thin thighs, exposing her bikini area, easily, I recognized her bright purple eyes anywhere, they were an exact match to mine, dyed in artificial ginger her hair was cut short, the ends were bluntly chopped, resting stiffly on her shoulders, and though the natural da

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

I took a deep breath and released it slowly. "Do you know someone who works at the entertainment club?" I asked. I saw she was lost for a second and it seemed her body got tense. She shook her head. "No..." she shortly replied. She reached for a glass of water and drank it straight. She looked really tense. "There is someone who works at the entertainment club who lives in your village," I opened up and started eating again. "Do you know someone named Magda? She's a good friend of mine," I asked and glanced in her direction.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

She leaned with her two hands on her knees, panting heavily. Ragnar Marshall was stunned at the way she fought, actually, she fought with the same fighting skill as Brigitta. Who in the world is this woman? Now he's interested in her. She walked up to Brigitta, who was sweating profusely and arching her back, trying to catch her breath, "I will accept your dinner invitation, miss Lin." Lin stood upright and smirked, they exchanged contact and they both departed. When Brigitta returned home, she did her house chores then she went to the room that she kept that man, the man was now awake but he wanted him to suffer for days before she would even begin to question him.

Biting her lip did not still the bundle of nerves and as she got closer did she dreaded her decision. The information she was given on this said subject was that her target was a nun in the local church in town and currently resides with her parents, she was known by the whole town to be a simple and mundane person but she learned that in this past 5 years no one is simple as they appeared to be. She also made her own little research or rather went through the system, That's when she realized her target was no mere nun, Lynne as the file says was actually the personal hitman of the 3rd Mafia god. She could feel her stomach churn, how can you expect a mere 15-year-old with no experience to ki

"And now, for our final nominee...after rigorous deliberation by the committee. The winner of this year's best actress and queen of the entertainment industry is......" I snapped out of it, rushing towards the sofa with a soft thump. I fixated my gaze on the screen, afraid that it would all be over if i blinked . "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome on stage....Miss Irina Williams!!." - The hostess announced. The crowd cheered, applause ringing as i watched Irina walk up the aisle , a soft smile adorned on her soft features as she waved her hands gracefully. Her off- shouldered, red sequel dress sparkled under the lights. She looked absolutely stunning as the crowd adored her.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."