Chandra Schwartz Novels & Stories

She missed him so much. She had finished making the spear and was about to strike, when she felt a strong grip, she tried to wiggle away but her efforts where futile. She kept pushing and pulling but she couldn't free herself from the group. Amira recognized the Warriors to Beavertail Juan's but they didn't recognize her, she added the bids due to child beats so she looked chica which has shipped in fact do and the mold which splashed on her face while she was trying to find food prevented the Warriors from recognizing her. One of the warriors said

Trying to stand up, my legs feel wobbly but I manage to grab onto a chair before I fall and I turn my head. There, sat Austin Dechart with a smirk on his face and I could feel my blood run cold. "Hello principessa. Long time no see."

I looked at them puzzled for a moment before pushing two of them aside and seeing, before Jenny took off the page, a picture of Chris with a woman by his side. "Put it on again," I said with barely voice. “Helena―” "Just do it," I muttered. I could hear her gulping nervously before opening the page again. And what I saw bothered me. “The billionaire Christopher Royce and Sofía Marton at the anniversary party of the investor Marcus Sanders and his wife Olivia, the event took place last night and the couple looked spectacular..." The note continued talking about the party of those people and the rest of the guests, but I just stopped reading to admire the beautiful brunette who clung to the ma

I turned around and Channing was standing there with hurt in her eyes. "Yes. Her mate is Richard Brickenden." "You mean John R. E. Brickenden?" She asked, tilting her head with confusion. "What's the R and the E for?" Was his name really not Richard Brickenden? "Richard Earkenhait. We had a run in with him back when I was just a kid." So she didn't lie about her mate, but she never told us what her mate did. She was hiding something. "Do you know what she's the Founder of?"

"Uh, oh… sorry about that. I didn't realize that you had a mate. And it’s Nix, that’s unbelievable. Sorry and congratulations to both of you." I accepted his apology. "No worries. No harm done." The girl shook her head at his denseness. "I'm Chloe, and this is Greg and Soren." Greg shook my hand. "If you didn't pick it up, Chloe is my mate." I said, "Yes, I noticed." I tilted my head as I examined Soren. "And your mate is Cassie from the library, right? I met her earlier today, she seems nice." Soren shook his head. "No, I haven't met my mate yet."

"You're sweating way too much, Leaxandra." That's all it took for me to openly show fear in front of the psycho before me. "Y- you... disg... ust me." I choke in between tearing up, I could barely form the words. To make matters worst, he took advantage of my lost in touch from reality and had began to explore my body at his own will.

Weller was the wicked witch of the West for coming up with such a difficult task. Tired of her own thoughts, Trix went an joined her friends by the cooler. "There she is," Trix's friend Marcus greeted her. "Jericho, here was just telling us about your little Cinderella problem," Marcus teased. Trix turned to Jordan and mouth 'traitor', he shrugged in response. The group chuckled at Trix's distress. "This is not funny, you guys. I could get expelled," she explained. "Lies, your principal wouldn't risk expelling the daughter of one of their richest benefactors. That would bunkers," Zara commented taking a sip of her beer.

"Fuck that, I mean who are you?" "Well, if you insist. I'm Chynna Wei - Steel. I'm 32, A mother to two cute boys, and the wife to Alexander Steel. I'm a Psychologist -- amongst other things --, world renowned, and I'm here to help you find your healing, Caden." I stare at her unbelievably, and I say "Yeah, no."

They hadn’t even had the chance to present before being dismissed. Britney smiled faintly, not intending to shake his hand. “If I’m not mistaken, you’re Mr. Schwartz, right?” Though she asked, she was sure of her knowledge. Before coming here, she had done some research on InnoVerve Design’s management and had memorized their names.

An elegantly dressed woman slowly walked in, her high heels clacking against the floor. Several more lights in the warehouse flickered on, allowing Sydney to see the woman clearly. Chandra looked down at her and asked coldly, "How was your nap, Miss Harper?" Sydney gasped for air, water dripping from her face as she swallowed with difficulty. Her throat was dry, and so were her lips. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you doing this? What do you want?" Chandra was a wealthy socialite and had money in the bank. Sydney was certain that she wasn't doing this for money.