Chelsea Liu Novels & Stories

Chelsea and I grinned. Okay, I think I like this girl. "Yes, aren't you and Edmund in the same class at business school?" "Uh... In Massachusetts, Edmund and I only studied at the same school," Chelsea explained because the shock and amazement on my face was definitely visible. "You Lily, where did you graduate?" Me again?" "In Seattle..." "But your sister graduated Summa Cum Laude in Harvard?" Madame Perla asked again. "Ah yes, she's always top." "And you?"

"I heard a real pro is entering the competition this year, the champ from two seasons back." Sophia's brow furrowed in confusion, "Why's a past winner competing again? That's like a college valedictorian going back to retake the SATs." Andrew gave a nod. "So, while those big shots were busy chatting up my dad, I caught a bit of the scoop. The competitors this year are top-notch, way better than the last bunch. And there's this one, Lia, the champ from a couple of years back. She's Chinese-American, shot to fame, and zipped right off to Minador to kick off her own fancy perfume line. But she's been in hot water lately—some scandal about using child labor in Atrala for her ingredients, and it'

she even laughed looking at me. I’m struggling to carry all these heavy things and yet she has the audacity to laugh at me. “Don’t worry. If today’s work becomes successful, I will treat you” “You said that. You’ll grant what I want” “Sure” After putting everything in the car, we left to where she will be working. Chelsea is an interior designer and she’s good at it. She already worked with some of the big names in the country and she’s a popular designer. I commend her for her creativity.

I don't care who my mate will be; I will always choose you. Alenna Delevigne "No!" I woke up from a horrifying dream with my eyes wide open and already sitting on the bed. Damn! What kind of nightmare was that? I asked myself, thinking about the blurry image of a woman that I felt was me fighting against a strong monster that I had never heard of. I wipe the sweat flowing on my face using the sleeves of my dress, only to realize that I'm wearing an elegant white hanfu dress blotted with a little mauve already.

Christian said. "Why Chelsea? Why not Lisa" Riya asked him. "Because Chelsea has feelings towards me, She has trained herself to be a perfect Luna. She knows how to handle the schemings around her. She can protect herself. She is not like Elizabeth who needs protection all the time. You need to understand I can't always be around her to protect her. I have much important work to do rather than protecting a pathetic human" Christian's voice started getting louder at the end of his sentence.

By the time we had to leave L'ambrosie, she had asked almost everything about me, my hobbies and well, the reason I wore the ring always which was the only thing I couldn't answer right. I had also occasionally asked about her and she telling me, her favorite color was blue, a social media strategist for different companies which had me gazing clueless for being out of the ordinary. Her favorite person was me which I could doubt but not dared to cause of the way she always gazed at me and lastly saying that she had chronic lymphocyte leukemia.

It might not be as comfortable for me, but Rachel seems to have her best time cuddling in my arms. I smiled, moving her hair away from her eyes. She seems like the child in this position, an adorable, carefree child that enjoys being sleepy with her favorite stuffed toys wrapped around her. Well, in Rachel’s case, I guess I’m her stuffed toy, looking at the way she lay on top of my chest. Damn, she is adorable, and with every passing second, I think I’m falling even more than I was before. While Rachel was enjoying her slumber, I tried to close my eyes too, but before I could sleep, I heard Liam cry from his room.

I turned back dialing a number. Suddenly someone walked closer to me, she fell on her knees. “Please don't kill us,” she pleaded, but before I could respond she zapped me with a teaser and I fell down…everything slowly went blank.

“And Alpha Liam is going to come with us.” “Really? Yay!” Anastasia said excitedly. I froze, not even knowing how to respond or what to say. Hilaria kept her eyes on me, as if daring me to say otherwise, as if challenging me to go against what she was telling me to do. But the truth was, I didn't even know how I was supposed to react. “Yes. Now go and get ready, put your shoes on and make sure that you have everything in your bag. I'll be right out.” Alaria said gently. Anastasia walked out of the room as I looked at her, crossing my arms over my chest.

He is egoistic, she is egoistic. Everyone knows that unlike charges attracts, and like charges repels. But, Louella Warren and Seth Lee broke that law. How? Because their story is “Like charges attract”. Being billionaires, these two couldn't accept what fate offered to them. Neither of them wanted to drop the icy attitude, neither of them wanted to drop the ego, neither of them wanted to admit their feelings. How crazy and tiresome could this be? Was it a crime to say the words “I love you”?