Christine Hunschofsky Novels & Stories

She seemed like she wasn't interested in whatever was going on. "Hi." Juliet smiles out. "Juliet meet Madison and Alison!" Christopher introduces. "I think I might get confused!" Juliet laughs. "You won't." The friendly one says. "She has lighter skin and a very tiny voice! I'm Alison by the way." She says. "Nice meeting you Alison." Juliet smile, she turns to Madison who just nods at her. She mouths hi. All this while Ana and Trisha stood at like third parties. "Where is Alexs?" Christopher asks with a calm smile.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

"She already knows someone in charge?" "Typical. Some people will do anything to win." Confused, I tried to ignore the snide comments, but another contestant, a tall woman with a knowing smirk, leaned in. "You really don’t know who that was, do you?" I frowned. "Chris?" The woman chuckled. "Chris is the competition coordinator. One of the top executives working with blackstone hotel& restort plus he is damien right hand man . You must be really lucky to get his attention."

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

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

"Bonnie, this is Harriot. She is a pack member and used to work alongside our doc until she decided to head for a new carrier. She is a qualified doctor and an incredible one at that. I asked her if she could come along to check you out as a second opinion and, luckily for us, she agreed." Looking at Nick, it's clear to see that he thinks a lot of this woman and if he trusts her then I have no reason not to. "Well, in that case, thank you for agreeing to see me." She turns her attention towards me, offering me a warm smile. "It is my honour, Luna." I instantly like this doctor and felt at ease with her which is great considering how I still struggle with feeling at ease around any new people

Willing him to speak, to explain. John glances to me, then back to the road, then to me again. "Look, Andrea," he begins... "JOHN," Christophe screams as a car smashes into the side of us. My head snaps to the side so quickly I don't get a look at who it is, hitting the window with a crack. The car flips.

The weight of that doubt hung in the air like smoke. “Why are you here?” Edward asked, his tone guarded. “I came to find you,” their father said. “Because I was wrong not to stand by your side from the beginning.” The cloaked figure beside him shifted, and only now did Jacob realize the person was a woman—older, with silver braids wound over her head like a crown, her eyes luminous and faintly glowing in the firelight. “This is Ysolde,” their father introduced. “She’s the witch who cast the forgetting spell on Serena when she was a child. And she’s the only one who knows how to undo it.”