Celia O'brien Novels & Stories

Danika Williams I called Elizabeth as I started getting ready but I was a mess. I didn’t understand what was appropriate to wear, how much makeup was appropriate to apply or how high my shoes can be. Elizabeth is great with such things. Parents love her, she is very respectful and sweet. “Oh thank god Elizabeth.” I breathe out as the call connects on the last ring. “Yello! Who this?” I hear a childish voice but it was a woman I could tell. “Danika here. I need to talk to Elizabeth.” I say as I go through the clothes in my walk in closet.

"Celia, you need evidence when you make accusations." Celia's eyes widened. She glanced at Caleb and put the pieces together after thinking through it once more "You two are in it together. It was you! I clearly bribed the director, and you… " Caleb adjusted his sunglasses. "Celia, you've lost your mind. Do you think you're famous enough for me to bother with you?" In front of the reporters, it seemed unlikely that someone of Caleb's status would go to such lengths against Celia. "To be an artist, you must first be a decent human being. Celia, if you can't even do that, you're not fit to be a public figure."

Hi everyone, the next few chapters of this book will be focusing on Edoardo and Celia's story. (Which will cover just a few chapters) Then we'll get back to Pietro and Aria. Thank you so much for sticking around. . CELIA'S POV . I was able to ply my pitiful-looking Kia down the dusty road leading to Oakville. Getting Laurette Brisk, the famous lifestyle influencer, to agree to partner with me to relaunch my own beauty line was something out of the movies.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

I looked at Keane, who was leaning up against the railing, his eyes still pinned on where she last stood. “Feel better?” I asked. “You wanted to catch her, and we did.” Keane said nothing for a long moment, but Teague spoke up. “I see your obsession with her, man.” He whistled between his teeth. “Those fucking legs go on for days.” “She’s a beauty,” I agreed, imagining running my hands through that dark, color-streaked brown hair. “A fighter, too. Why is she here?” “Dunno,” Keane said finally. “Since that last nurse bitch Malorie got fired, I haven’t been able to get into student files.”

Kael had been away from home for four years, dedicated to learning and studying how to lead a pack. “Kael, thank goddess that you are back!” Dawn ran, hugging him. “You couldn't have arrived at any better time.” Someone coughed, and I raised an eyebrow at the woman standing beside Kael. Tall, stunning, and commanding, she possessed a presence that could rival that of a model. Her hair cascaded around her shoulders, emitting a mesmerizing blue hue. Dawn instantly separated from him. She glanced at her and it took one haughty look from the lady to shut her up.

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

Margaret’s smile tightened. Daniel remained beside Leah. Leah answered, “Perhaps I was only less prepared then.” Vivian’s eyes warmed slightly. “Preparation is underrated.” Before Leah could decide whether that was approval or warning, another woman entered. Celia Wren was younger than Vivian, close to Olivia’s age, with soft brown hair, a narrow face, and eyes that widened the moment they found Leah. She stopped just inside the room. Not dramatically. Not enough for everyone to notice. But Leah noticed.