Christine Blandino Novels & Stories

Seeing Celine had rekindled a flicker of hope, a spark of possibility that was almost unbearable. Yet, the harsh reality of the situation crashed down on me. I had no right to be here. She was Celine Winston now, one of the most influential women in the world, a CEO of CLN. And I, Franco, the man who had broken her heart, been the source of so much pain, had no place in her world.

Graciously, Alicia stood up and shook Felix's hand. "Alicia, this is Christine. And Christine, as you heard, this is Alicia. The future CEO of Alpha Company," Felix praised. Alicia's smile was shy and hesitant as she shook hands with Christine. Beyond her expectations, Christine was much more mature than she expected. She was a black woman with short shoulder-length black hair. Her smile was sweet, especially as she wore red lipstick on her full lips. "This is my first time seeing the daughter of Lady Michelle and Lord Edward. You are very beautiful."

“It was only two months without medication. How could she die? It was only two months…” Her eyes reddened, and her voice trembled as she questioned me again and again. I let out a cold laugh. “Jaime, are you feeling guilty because you killed someone?” Her face turned ashen. “It was only two months. How could she die without medication?” “Do you know that I fell off a cliff, was taken to the hospital, and stayed in a coma for a month? Did you visit my mother even once during that month?”

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

"Ms. Christina, you must be here to collect from Dean too! Please help us get justice!" "Ms. Christina, you're Jayrodale's most respected female CEO. Please have mercy and help us get our money back!" "Madblade Martial Academy is too arrogant—they don't even see us as human beings. Please, Ms. Christina and Ms. Aspen, stand up for us!" Christina frowned, reluctant to get involved in matters that did not concern her. However, Aspen smiled and said, "Everyone, rest assured. I'll speak up for anyone who has legitimate claims against the Northern District."

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

Instead she laughed. “He’s referring to my past….relationships,” she explained. “How many husbands have you had?” Sebastian asked. “I lost count.” “Enough of this,” Blaire replied. “Cassandra and Jordyn are visiting from America. They’re in Paris on business.” “What sort of business?” Sebastian asked. I was just about to reply, but Blaire beat it to me. “Cassandra is a fashion designer. One of the most talented ones I’ve ever met. She designed some custom formal dresses for me. They’re all as lovely as rainbow unicorn horns. And clouds.”

And unlike her other birthdays, we will be having a very special guest coming to celebrate with us. This guest is her brother, who will be arriving all the way from the United States. Christine's brother is Calvin Gyamfi, better known as the CEO of Daniels Corporation. It baffles me how wealthy Christine's background is despite her being so humble. I have never met him in real life, but I know of him from social media (and sometimes on the news).

She thought in wonder. "I... I understand," she muttered and the last word was trembled by her quivering voice. She knows that her training won't be this easy. It will look like hell for sure. They strolled to the cabin a few meters from where they stood. When they got there, the man infiltrated the cabin by loosening the door and ambled inside. They both looked at each other before joining him inward. Tatiana's lips parted when she saw how massive the space was unlike its whole image outside. Her impression was faded inch by inch and felt the glee in her heart uprising for beholding the exotic view in front of her.