Colleen Pronunciation Novels & Stories

And the way he acts when Lottie is around - Well - lets just see what happens! I arrive back at my office to see Meg sitting on the chair in front of my desk along with Colin, my Gamma. Colin is the lead warrior and trainer. His father trained us all in combat and strategy, so we work well as a team. "Harpsichord, took ya time" Colin said as he winked at me. "Well, Colleen, my sincere apologies for keeping YOU waiting." I said back with a giggle. His face went bright red. Calling him Colleen always made me smile. Until the day Colin was born, his mother was determined that he was in fact a girl. My father told me that for 3 months, she walked around rubbing her belly and calling him Colleen.

Liz’s terrace overlooked a basketball court filled with sweaty men dunking and gawking. Colleen laid her luggage on the floor and zipped it open. She had on her a white fermont top with sleeves that covered her up to her elbow, and a pleated skirt long enough to pass her knees. Her curled-up copper hair dropped the length of her back. To finish up the classy look, twisted hoop earrings adorned her ears. Colleen ditched the wedge sandals she had come into the resort with, deciding to settle for something more comfortable; a half-covered shoe. By now, it was almost time for the briefing which was going to be happening in the main hall of the first floor, that is, a couple of floors below her r

Torque, Hatchett, and Blue stood before Cillian and AP who looked like Colleen’s bodyguards as I took my place at Colleen’s side. “I don’t know what just happened, but I’m sorry. Whatever sins I’ve committed to the pack, I didn’t know,” Colleen said. “Silence!” Torque snapped, which had Colleen jumping in her seat. “Easy,” Cillian warned as his back went rigid. “You want to talk, then you talk to her like a decent human being.” “Don’t be scared,” I whispered to Colleen. “I’ve got your back. Nothing’s going to happen to you. Just answer their questions as best as you can.”

"Why don't we grab a cup of coffee once in a while?" Her straightforwardness caught me off guard. I examined her thoroughly. Colleen had dark-blonde, curly hair and blue eyes. Her complexion was light, but her cheeks were slightly blushed. She definitely didn't look like a vampire. Nonetheless, her expression seemed to hide a pinch of mystery. She looked elegant. She wore the newest collection's Chanel skirt suit and Jimmy Choo's classic heels. The only thing I couldn't recognize on her was her perfume. Her scent was a peculiar mix of lavender, vanilla, and mint, yet I thought it would be strange to reject her offer merely because I couldn't name her perfume.

“Justin!” Gray Stewart shifted her eyes to the woman shouting who was standing by the brown door. It was Colleen in a short red silk dress. The name “Justin” stuck on Gray’s head. Then the answer finally came to her. It was the name Colleen said was her brother. “Coco!” shouted the blonde man who Colleen just referred to as Justin. “What took you so long?” He ran toward her. Colleen’s heels clacked as she walked across the concrete floor. “I told you not to call me that here, idiot.” She smacked his arm with a black purse she was carrying.

When he reached our table, he stopped, slid his hands into his pockets, and gave Savannah a small, knowing smirk. “Hi,” he said, voice smooth as silk. “I’m Colleen.” Savannah didn’t take his hand. She just looked at him, her body stiff as stone. “Colleen, this is Savannah. Savannah, Colleen.” I said quickly, trying to break the tension in the air. “I know who she is,” Colleen said, lowering his hand, slightly amused. “The girl is shaking up half the school and pissing off my sister in the process. You’ve made quite a name for yourself, Savannah Ford.”

cut Shyla, rolling her eyes. “I’m still upset with you, though!” Colleen pouted her thin lips and leered at me. “First, you came to my party looking more gorgeous than me, and then you left without meeting my fiancé. When I returned to the room, Mom’s crying… I can’t believe you stole my beau.” “Your what?” My eyebrows knitted, confused at what she was talking about. “I didn’t even know your boyfriend. How did I steal your -” “I’m talking about Aiden.” Colleen chuckled amusedly and walked past me, grabbing Aiden’s hand. “Didn’t she tell you I had this huge crush on you when I was in preschool?” She grinned, glancing over her shoulders, waving at Deborah and Xavier.

Nor did Colleen who answered her with quite the reserved tone as she remained too close to Lucian’s side looking at them. She was still hoping to draw Thea’s ire. But Thea wasn’t rising up to her bait. Colleen has a long time to go before she can provoque someone like Thea. “I thought you looked familiar for a moment. Aren’t you the model who featured in the last monthly magazine?” Thea asked surprising both of them. “Yeah, that’s me,” Colleen responded off kilter. “I loved your make up from that shoot,” She complimented. Thea engaged Colleen in a friendly chat where she was clearly leading the conversation. It didn’t take long for Colleen to excuse herself heading back toward her table comp

Bill said. Colleen rose from her chair and held her hand out. I took it in mine. "It's very nice to meet you, Carson," she said. Her voice was clear with perhaps a lingering hint of an Irish accent. Like her husband she was trim and fit. She was a very pretty woman. "It's nice to meet you too, Mrs...." I realized Bill hadn't told me his last name. "Buckman. The last name is Buckman. But you just call me Colleen. Don't really have much use for formality in this part of the country." I instantly liked this lovely lady.

She was so sweet that the twins and I teased her that she would give us diabetes, but every boy in town knew that the twins would beat the crap out of them if they didn't treat our sister right. Colleen had made the transition to adulthood beautifully. If you look in the dictionary under Soccer Mom you will see Colleen's picture. She is five foot four and had complained to me one time that her wedding dress was a size 6 but after giving birth to my nieces she was now a size 10 and her bra had increased a full cup size. Just like Mom her hair is the color of gold and she keeps is short, not even long enough to pull back into a ponytail. The twins and my eyes are blue like Dad's but Mom and Co