Cecily Smith Novels & Stories

I click send, and throw my phone on the bed, I hurriedly change into something comfortable and grab my phone, and head towards my car. I light my cigarette and started smoking while driving, my mind reeling over what happened earlier. I park my car outside of Caleb's building and kill the engine. I sit and smoke until I'm satisfied before walking toward the building. I'm met with Caleb playing a game with the kids, they're laughing and some of them are just watching quietly. Still being mindful. Lee is the first to see me, his eyes light up as a side smile covers his face. I would do anything to keep that smile there. He walks towards me and wraps his arms around me. I hug him back and squee

Right now, she needed to focus on her and Ray. She wanted to look nice for Ray, so she went into her closet and picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a backless halter dress in the color emerald green that came to just below her knees. She picked out a pair of black strapless sandals. She didn’t need any fancy footwear. The ceremony would be held at the pack field and she wouldn’t actually need shoes. She wouldn’t need clothes either, but she had no intention of showing up in front of Ray’s pack naked. She’d keep her clothes on in public until absolutely necessary, thank you very much.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

They seemed too similar in a sense, she was way younger but their way of interacting made Aliyah feel like they were both cut from the same cloth. "Oh, Rude." She turned her gaze back to Aliyah, this time flashing her a smile as she muttered, "She's so pretty!" Her smile was so bright and Aliyah couldn't help but return a smile, "Hi, I'm sure he hasn't told you about me, My name is Cecile." She had a loving smile on her face, but her eyes held something more akin to contempt. Trying to steer away from the cold and awkward situation, Aliyah maintained a cheerful appearance.

She handed the papers to John as soon as she found them and sat back, waiting for him to speak. “Have you gotten your balance yet?” John asked meticulously. “I am yet to receive it. My superior is suspicious of me so I am planning to get out of town tonight.” Cecilia responded in a shaky voice. “But now you can’t leave town, Dr. Smithson. If you do, you will be a wanted criminal. I suggest to follow my lead and all will be fine. What do you say?” John said with a crooked smile. “Do I have a choice?” Cecilia replied, shrugging her shoulders.

But never again. “Ladies and gentlemen, please calm down. I’ll answer your questions,” Cecile’s voice rang out as she stepped into the spotlight. “I’m Cecile Damian, one of the major investors in Star Agency.” -- Xander’s POV -- “What the hell?” I muttered under my breath the moment I heard her voice. Cecile Damian. Standing in front of the reporters. Confident. Bold. Speaking as if she had every right to be there, which, unfortunately, she did.

Warmly patting Cecily's shoulder, Georgina resumed her journey down the stairs. Cecily was left alone, stunned and battling with her thoughts. The revelation that Belinda was under the Lycan's protection hadn't quenched her thirst for vengeance. In fact, it had multiplied it. No matter who or what, she would never forgive anyone who went against her. She was Cecily Knight, and Cecily Knight always repaid her debts. Perhaps Belinda truly was untouchable... but that didn't make everyone around her immune. Dialing on her phone's screen, Cecily put the device to her ear. Patricia picked up after several rings.

But Nettie was still angry. "Mom, I told you already that Nathaniel Dave now hates me, I just want to die," Cecilia said and and ruffled the water with her hands, moving her waist like she was truly paralyzed. She intentionally avoided what Isabel said because she knew she was telling the truth, she felt slightly at ease that Isabel didn't have a prove at least. "Charlotte, how did you know Cecilia can walk? She has been on wheelchair for nine years, that I know of," Nathaniel Dave said

Chelsea looked at pink lining envelope and had a sense of forbidding rise in her heart . " Lydia Smith , Mi'lady "Cici answered her question at once and Chelsea groaned .Lydia- how can she forget that little monsterity ? The girl was a psychotic hopeless romantic . Why psychotic? Because she had a rather weird passion for pink - anything , whatever she owned had to be covered in pink . Chelsea once had the ' honour ' to visit , Lydia's room and the room was so incredible that its image was still burnt in Chelsea's mind . The moment Chelsea stepped into Lydia's room it was as if a hundreds or thousands of pink confetti had exploded , showering everything under their radius with pink .