Cessily Kincaid Novels & Stories

While the second voice said, “Don't let it slide. Serve her a dose of her own medicine. Ask for the microphone and say ‘Just like my sister rightly said, it is every father's dream to raise successful children. I am Daisy Macklin, an award-winning writer with more than 14 published books. With 65 of my books ranked as best sellers, one-time nominee for the Costa Book Award. And this year, one of the books got me nominated for ( The Pulitzer Prize award), and just to name a few.” Joke on her, let the crowd count our successes and decide who is more successful.

"You still have the nerve to reason? Quickly take our honored guest to the VIP area to change. Or I'll fire you right now!" "No, please don't, Mr. Grunt.," Kinsey pleaded. "I...I need this job." Connor's leukemia was the anchor tying her to this dangerous underworld. Her poor nephew was the only blood of her late sister Alexa, her only family left in this world. She couldn't lose Connor. "Then why don't you move! Are you deaf?" Harold Grunt furiously shouted to her ear. Kinsey nodded as she swallowed a lump in her throat. "Please follow me, Mr. Smith," Kinsey stuttered. "Allow me to take you to the VIP room."

Victoria crossed her arms across her chest and smirked wildly, feeling happy she could get rid of Kathilyn. "B-but, ma'am... He's known as a cruel man that only god knows what he did to get all that money." Kathilyn only looked down, feeling ashamed to look them in the eyes. Victoria was her aunt, Kathilyn's mom's younger sister who disliked her because of history when Kathilyn's mom ended up marrying the man that Victoria had a crush on. She sacrificed everything, but the man Roman Winston who was Kathilyn's dad fell in love with her mom, Natalie Hawkins.

If only he hadn’t felt the need to go all ‘patriarchal protector’ on me . I’ll stay under the radar, kill when the urge compels me, and move on whenever I suspect I might be on the verge of being found out. You know the final shot from Silence of the Lambs, the one where Hannibal Lecter disappears into a crowd of people somewhere in South America? Yeah. That seems like a good image to end on. You ready? Let’s do it. The camera pans out on Sarah Killian, former serial killer for hire, as she disappears into a sea—no, an ocean of humanity, none of the people surrounding her aware of the monster in their midst. She will bide her time until she can kill again.

the doctor said. "Thank you, doc" as the doc smiles and left. --- "Sweetie, do you want a rib-eye steak or a pork barbecue?" my mom shouted from the kitchen. "I'll have the pork barbecue, mom. Thank you!" I shouted out. 'Hilary is missing' 'Hilary is missing' 'Hilary is missing' The line keeps repeating on inside my head. I feel anxious, worried, and confuse. "Where is she?" a whispered sentence escape my mouth.

Welcome Dear Readers , Myself Nella Fernandez. Now, you all might be guessing what I am doing here. Basically by profession I am a doctor and in my free- time I love to read books of any genre. I don't have any specific loving genre. Now, the problem is I am a doctor not officially but unofficially and I want that to be officially for which I need money to complete my degrees in doctorate field. About my family status, seriously I am unknown; cause, I don't know who my parents are , whether they are alive or dead. I don't know anything about them. I grew up and was taken care of by an old lady. She too doesn't know anything about my parents as she found me just at the airport one day. From t

Kendall mumbled and rested against the car seat for she has been feeling fatigue lately. "Okay boss." Cecile stepped on the acceleration and drove outta the private booth.. Kendall would return to the mansion after her meeting with Damian.. She has been feeling tired and dizzy every single moment. She feels hungry and has multiple mood swings and her skin was becoming paler which wasn't good for her. Xi had insisted she stayed at home but unfortunately she couldn't stay at home else her husband was going to find out something was wrong.. She heaved a tired sigh and closed her eyes for a moment..

I crack an eye open, and the next thing I know, Audrey has thrown herself down on my bed, pinning me in a tight hug and disrupting any more rest I was hoping to get. "Happy birthday, bitch!" She squeals after finally releasing me. Audrey Lucille Prince: curvy hips, voluptuous chest and tumbling red hair, she was always the center of attention. Best friends since we wore the same blue dress to first grade; inseparable growing up. That is, until college. She went down to Tennessee while I went over to Boston. But the distance only made us closer and, somehow, we both ended up back in Ohio in the city of Columbus, only two hours away from our small hometown called Cambridge. Total opposites, he

~Grayson "And when did Lexia go missing?" Resting my elbows on my desk, I look directly at the questioner in front of me. An immaculate, proper lady sits across my desk, clutching a pad of pristine paper in her hands. A Detective from the Discipline Pack, anxious to find out where my mate has vanished to. She looks painfully similar to Lexia too. Despite different facial structure, and her square rimmed glasses, she had the same green eyes and slightly off coloured blonde hair.

Kathryn sat in it, while the women perched elegantly on the edge of the desk. "I assume that you are Principal Kingsley?" Kathryn asked with a slight raise of her eyebrows. "Oh yes, do forgive me," the Principal said looking slightly embarrassed, " I have been remiss in my manners. Not only was I late but I did not even introduce myself properly. I am Giselle Kingsley, your principal. But I do hope that you will call me by my first name when we are alone, to be truthful being called by my surname makes me feel rather old."