Christina Ricci Young Novels & Stories

Rico greeted the elderly woman “ come over son ” “ Who is she ? ” Old Nanny asked Rico “ The boss's new wife ” Rico answered “ Wife ? ” she asked in surprise “ yes ” “ Mr Ryan Reynolds is married ? ” “ when ? ” Old Nanny asked looking at the lady lying on the couch “ Yesterday ” Rico replied “ God of heavens ” she exclaimed in a whisper not wanting to wake the tired looking bride “ why isn't she sleeping in the guest room ? ” “ I wanted to show her to the master's bedroom but she declined saying she would find her way around ”

Not wanting to be an asshole to the poor girl who was red like a tomato he walked further into the office and closed the door behind him. "Good morning, I'm Lucas." He forwarded his hand as he stared at the young girl, she was beautiful he'd give her that. But he just wanted to beat some sense into his friend, what was he thinking? She looked like a child, how old was she even? "Good morning, I'm Charlotte. Pleasure to meet you." She replied as his smile widened, okay he couldn't entirely blame his friend. She was beautiful and had a soft voice like an angel.

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

The O’Connells froze, their smiles shattered, their eyes murderous. And then, as if fate had timed it perfectly, Ciara appeared at the top of the stairs. Her presence was quiet but undeniable, her beauty striking in a way that silenced even me. I didn’t know what she wore, only that she looked perfect—like she had been meant for this moment all along. Every gaze turned upward. The Riccis welcomed her with warmth. The O’Connells condemned her with fury. And I stood at the center, unyielding, knowing I had chosen not just a bride, but a future.